Home to Stay (The Long Road Home #2) - Maryann Jordan Page 0,54

don’t mean ‘no’ to this or ‘no’ to now. But I’m not taking you for the first time on the kitchen table which I have no idea if it will hold our weight. Babe, our first time is going to be in your bed. Not only do you deserve that comfort, but I can also be reasonably sure we won’t end up in a pile of splintered wood in the middle of the floor.”

She burst out laughing as she was lifted and wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, holding on as he stalked toward her bedroom.

She was prepared to be tossed onto the bed but discovered quickly that John was in the mood to go gentle. He slowly lay her back onto the mattress, his hands gliding down her stomach and his fingers grasping the bottom of her shirt. As he pulled it upward, she lifted her arms over her head, giving him room to slide the material completely off. He tossed it to the side but her eyes never left his, loving the way his gaze settled on her breasts.

He bent over her, his tongue darting out to lick each swollen bud before kissing over her stomach, eliciting squirming tickle-giggles from her. Grinning, he snagged her sleep shorts and panties. Peeling them off with deliberation, his gaze followed his hands, his eyes flaring with each exposed inch. Now, completely exposed to his perusal, she felt worshiped, not exposed. Wanting him naked as well, he halted any words coming from her lips as he knelt on the floor, shouldered her knees apart, and settled between her thighs, his fingers parting her folds and his tongue diving into her sex.

Gasping at the sensation shooting between her core and her nipples, she grabbed the sheets, fisting them as she threw her head back. Her knees wanted to close, not to force him away but to ease the friction that was building, but his wide shoulders between her legs and one of his hands pressing down on her belly held her in place as he continued his delicious torture.

“God, John… I…” She had no more time to try to find words to describe what was happening because the moment his lips sucked her clit as he slid fingers deep into her channel, she cried out nonsensical utterances as her orgasm rushed over her. Stars pierced the blackness behind her closed eyes and her whole body shivered before her legs fell open, her ability to move now decimated.

When the quivering finally subsided, she managed to lift her head, open her eyes, and stare at a sight she never wanted to forget: John, his lips moist from her orgasm curving into a smile as his dark eyes held her gaze.

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John stared at the beautiful woman lying in front of him, her taste on his tongue, her scent filling the air, a twinkle in her eyes, and a smile on her face. Christ, almighty… she’s everything. As soon as that thought hit, it also struck him that he’d never in his thirty-four years ever felt that way about a woman.

He stood slowly and bent over her luscious body, kissing her lightly, allowing her to taste herself on his lips. The tiny moan that came from the depths of her reverberated through him, making his cock harder than it had been, and he’d never felt it so hard in his life. Standing straight again, he jerked his jeans down his legs, pulling his boxers off at the same time, freeing his cock.

She planted her elbows on the mattress and leaned up on her forearms, her eyes staring at his erection before lifting back to his face, the smile still on her lips.

She was right—they didn’t need any longer to know what they felt was real.

He grabbed a condom from his wallet and ripped the foil open, rolling it over his cock before he crawled onto the bed. She had scooted upward so her whole body was on the mattress, her legs still open and her sex flush and ready as he planted his knees between her thighs. Placing the tip at her entrance, he held his weight off her chest but leaned down enough to glide his nose over hers. “Baby, you need to know what this is.”

“John, I assure you I know what we’re about to do,” she whispered in return.

“Oh, no… I mean you really need to know what this is.” He lifted his head to see the crinkle