and Chad’s body screamed to be inside her. To know what it felt like to have her come around him as her moans and whimpers filled his ears.
Chad slowly withdrew his fingers and kissed his way back up Jennie’s body, finding her mouth once more. He didn’t let her rest. He didn't want her thinking or remembering.
He tore open the condom and rolled it on as she reached with greedy hands for his hard length. The touch of her hands was almost enough to do him in. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand and lowered himself over her.
He entered her, intending to move slowly, to draw out the pleasure, both for her and for himself. But his tiny vixen wrapped her legs around him and pulled.
He laughed and let her pull him deep inside, letting out a groan when he’d buried himself deep and hard.
Jennie buried her head in his neck and he plunged into her hot, wet depths, greedily taking everything she had to give. He gritted his teeth, resisting the almost overwhelming urge to let himself go.
He leaned down and worshipped her neck, licking and biting at the soft spot behind her ear until he heard her moan. He worked his way down her neck and across her shoulder as he plunged ever deeper into her in steady strokes that took them both closer to orgasm with each one.
The feel of her around him was more than he could ever have imagined, though he had tried time and time again. He’d fantasized about this moment almost every day.
He’d give everything to have more than this one night with her. To make love to her slowly one night, then bracingly hard and fast the next. To make love while they laughed and played and experimented.
To have her over him, looking down with her sweet, sensuous eyes as she rode him to ecstasy. To take her from behind or up against a wall. He wanted Jennie again and again in every way imaginable.
When his mouth reached her breast, he bit down gently, tugging with his teeth as Jennie cried out. He felt her clenching muscles grip him and knew there was no fighting it. Chad gave in and buried himself with a deep guttural growl as he came inside her for what he knew would be the first and last time.
Pleasure poured through him as he emptied himself. He gave himself a minute to lay still inside of her, satiated and spent. He told himself time and time again not to wish for more. Not to hope that she might come out of this changed somehow, and able to love him.
Able to move on from her love for a man who was no longer with her, but still somehow between them as though he were a tangible presence.
He shook off foolish dreams and slipped out of the bed and cleaned up in the bathroom. When he returned, Jennie was facing away from him and he guessed she couldn’t handle looking at him or talking to him right now. That was okay. They could talk in the morning.
He slid into the bed with her and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her tight. He wouldn’t let her sleep alone tonight. For this one night, he’d hold her tight and wrap her up in his arms. And, maybe, just maybe she'd forget for a little while longer.
She turned toward him, snuggling into his shoulder for a long time. She opened her doe eyes and looked up at him, tearing his heart in two with the trust she held in those eyes for him, and the objection she could see coming to the surface.
“One night,” he whispered, and dropped a kiss to her lips.
He felt her nod. Then he heard her take a deep breath and she sank into his arms to sleep.
Chapter 17
When Jennie woke, the other side of her bed was empty. She knew he’d probably gone for a run on the beach and she was glad to have the time to herself.
She didn’t regret last night, but she did hope it didn’t destroy the friendship they had. She wanted Chad in her life.
Her mind flashed back to the sight of Chad standing above her, heat burning in his eyes, need evident in every sculpted muscle of his body. She remembered the feel of his mouth and hands on her body.
Chad brought her body to places she had never dreamed of going. And, she couldn’t fight him.