She rubs down my throbbing erection, making me hiss a breath into her hair. She smells so good. Her perfume is different today. Spicier. I want it on my skin, so it stays with me for the rest of the day.
I dip into her panties, brushing past her soft curls to where she’s plush and wet.
She whimpers, squirming a little. I kiss her, our tongues swirling and sensual, while I caress up and down. If I had any lasting doubts about where we were headed, they’ve just been vaporized by how needy her pussy feels against my fingers.
“I think I have a condom.” I try to remember how long it’s been in my wallet. Shit. Two years? Longer?
“I have an IUD.” She slides my briefs down, and I kick them to the floor. Then I slide her panties off and roll her gently on top of me. The instant warmth and jolt of electricity from the contact of our bodies makes me sigh in delight.
I caress down her back and cup her backside, where she’s so incredibly soft. “I want you on top so I can touch you.” Desire has turned my tone rough, but she rocks her hips against me.
We share a lusty kiss, her tongue teasing and playful. The brush of her tight nipples on my chest coupled with her sensual mouth on mine sends a tremor down both my thighs. I need to be inside her.
I urge her hips up and fist my cock so I’m notched at her entrance. She whimpers into my mouth and lowers, her body so tight around me. I cradle her hips and guide her down. The pleasure and need explode low in my belly as she slowly takes me.
“Rowdy,” she breathes on an almost silent exhale, her face tensing with pleasure. “God that feels good.”
I caress up and down her back, trying to contain the wave of desire already cresting inside me. Maybe I should have insisted on the condom, because being bare inside her is obliterating my self-control.
“You feel incredible,” I manage as we start to move. I cradle both breasts and lavish each with soft flicks from my tongue. Her body squeezes me tighter. I focus on touching her and letting my mouth wander from her breasts to her neck and suck her earlobe between my teeth.
Her hips rock with more urgency, her breaths hitching.
It’s fucking addicting. Making her feel this good lights up a part of me I’ve all but abandoned. I’ve missed being the source of someone’s pleasure, missed sharing a connection like this. Why have I let myself go without it for so long?
I tune into her needy sighs and the pleasure playing across her face. We kiss again, but break away, breathless. She grips my shoulders and arches back, revealing the rosy flush working up her neck and cheeks.
“Yes, oh,” she pants. “I’m coming…” Her lips part and her eyes flutter shut as she comes undone for me.
It’s fucking beautiful. “That’s it,” I grit out. “Let everything go, sweetheart.”
Her soft cries kick off a storm of need inside me. I meet each drive of her hips with a firm thrust until her body quivers with aftershocks and her breaths lengthen.
“Oh my god,” she breathes, going limp against me. With a kiss to the crook of her shoulder, I flip us over. Her gorgeous eyes shine with desire, her curly hair fanned out on the white pillow.
“Need a break?” I ask with a slow, firm thrust that makes her perfect tits bounce.
“Do you?” She arches an eyebrow.
Her sass ignites a lusty, carnal craving inside me. I thrust again, harder. She scratches down my back with those nails and wraps her thighs around my waist, and I can’t hold back any longer. My releaseis faster than I want and over too soon, but it only reinforces the growing conviction that I want more from this woman.
Even though it clashes with my conviction that I can’t have more. Because wanting something for myself risks getting my heart ripped to shreds when it’s taken away.
Chapter Seventeen
Maryanne’s textarrives just as I’m pulling into one of the two slots reserved forSTAFF BIOLOGIST, which is an odd perk considering this parking lot isn’t crowded. Maybe it’s a status thing, which is even more odd. The only creatures who’ve earned extra prestige are the wild animals forced to tolerate our presence.
MARYANNE:
How about bowling?
I stare at the snowy landscape broken by the tall pines clustered on either side of the building. Now I wish I hadn’t skipped my coffee stop at Love Buzz. But with the new snow overnight, I needed the extra time.
ME:
You don’t really need me for this
Though I haven’t seen CJ since Monday morning, I haven’t stopped thinking about our hungry kisses in the back of the Sweetwaterand how the bristle of his mustache just made me want his mouth everywhere. About how good he looked in my driveway dressed for the field, with his friendly horse loaded up and eager to say hello. About the way he reached for my hand and brushed across my knuckles with his thumb.