“I won’t exert myself at all,” he promised, mouth dry in anticipation.
“Can I trust you?” she said on a slow smile.
“If it hurts, I’ll stop.” Her belly was tantalizingly close and he reached out with his tongue and dipped into her belly button.
“Where are the condoms?”
“Pocket of my jeans.” He nuzzled her skin, loving the way she tasted, fruity and floral and slightly sweaty, the tangy scent of her desire filling his nostrils.
Shoving the tank top out of the way, he kissed along her flesh, sucking on her hipbone, holding onto her smooth firm ass.
After several seconds of exploration and Reese breathing hard, she pulled back and retrieved another condom. Derek let her put it on him, tugging at a strand of her hair with his lips as it cascaded in front of him.
“It’s really nice of you to offer to let me take it easy.”
“I’m a feminist,” she said, wrapping her legs over his thighs. “Men shouldn’t have to do all the work.”
“How liberated of you.” Derek spanned his hands over her waist, enjoying the contrast of his large, ruddy hands against her soft pinky-pale skin, dipping into an hourglass shape at her narrow waist.
Reese’s soft opening pushed down on his cock, before retreating. “Equal opportunity orgasms, that’s my motto.”
“It’s a good one,” he ground out, sweat breaking out all over him as she teased, easing down again.
When she let her feet leave the floor, she sank down on him, and they both moaned. He wasn’t even fully sheathed inside her yet and he wanted to come again. Reese was stretched tight from the position, her breasts close enough for him to lean over and suckle, her hands digging into his shoulders.
She moved up, then down, Derek watching her narrow hips picking up speed as she found her rhythm, her gasps of pleasure intensifying his own. His fascination with her grew with each stroke, his deep yearning needing, pulsing and multiplying until he could no longer sit still.
The hard thrust sent her pitching up, her cry of ecstasy making him break out into a sweat, his teeth clenched. He wanted to own her in pleasure, to push her into desperate mindless passion that no other man had given her.
With one hand he gripped her smooth ass, using it as leverage as he pumped into her. Then with the other, he found his way down between their merging bodies and ran his finger across her engorged clit.
“Dammit,” she breathed into his ear on a pause, a still moment of anticipation before she came, jerking up, nearly toppling off him as her body convulsed with passion.
Derek held her in place, continuing his thrusts, enjoying the pulses of her inner muscles on him, the wild digging of her nails into his shoulders and the gasps she gave.
“Knight,” she breathed, head lolling back. “You rock.”
It was such a Reese thing to say, but it turned him on even more, which he wouldn’t have thought possible. She made him feel like no guy had ever fucked her quite so good, and it was that surge of triumph that sent him groaning through his own orgasm.
And it was the smile on Reese’s face, that pleased, seductive, I-did-that-to-you smile that made him swear in agonized ecstasy, his mouth finding her nipple and sucking hard.
As his body relaxed, he moved his wet lips off her and pressed a worshipful kiss on her shoulder. She was amazing. Absolutely amazing.
“You moved,” she accused.
“Oops.” His knee felt fine. And the rest of him felt like Superman on a beach vacation after saving the world. Powerful, relaxed, and damn satisfied.
THIRTY-SIX
Reese loved watchingKnight’s face. Most of the time, he had a cop poker face, sort of tight and drawn, hiding, revealing nothing but what he wanted to in his own sweet time.
But now, even more so than the two previous nights, he was relaxed, wide open to her and looking smug and satisfied. It made her feel sexy, feminine, triumphant. She’d put that look on his face.
They were so relaxed, breathing against one another, boneless, that neither moved. Reese rested her head alongside his, wrapping her hands around his neck, rubbing her lips against his rough chin.
He was still inside her, and if she had more energy she didn’t think it would take much to arouse her all over again. His hands still held below the small of her back, a protective gesture to keep her from pitching to the floor.
Then her stomach growled, shattering the comfortable silence of the room. Knight laughed, a deep low chuckle.