agree,” he said.
He leaned back and began stripping, too impatient to wait for her to do it. Maybe next time. He refused to believe there wouldn’t be a next time.
When his clothes were off, she sat up, her eyes rounding as she gazed down at him. He reached for her, and she pushed his hand away. He tried again and she held it down as her eyes caressed him from head to toe. He shook beneath her gaze, the look so intense it felt as if her hands were touching him.
“I can’t think when you touch me, and I want to memorize every perfect inch of you,” she said. She reached out and ran her hands over his chest, her fingers circling his nipples, making him jump. Leaning down, she swiped her tongue over a nipple, making him moan. Nobody had ever done that to him — he liked it — a lot.
Each time he reached for her she pushed his hands away as she kissed his neck, his chest, and his abs, her tongue sweeping along his skin as she hummed her approval. He was so hard it was painful.
He tried to grab her and she gazed at him as she hovered. “Please,” she said, stopping him. Her sweet plea was nearly his undoing. He clenched his fingers into fists to keep from grabbing her.
She leaned down, slightly hesitant, but growing bolder as she kissed his jaw, moving to his lips and running her tongue across his mouth. He kissed her back, but let her control what they were doing — for a few more seconds at least.
She left his lips and kissed his neck as her fingers trailed down his stomach. She paused for only a second before her fingers circled around his throbbing arousal. He groaned as she squeezed the solid flesh, then trailed her thumb across the wet head.
“You’ve got seconds,” he said through gritted teeth. She looked him in the eyes and gave a mischievous smile that did funny things to his insides.
“Can’t last very long?” she taunted.
That was a dare if ever he’d heard one. He grinned back at her, truly enjoying every second they were together.
Playtime was over.
He moved so quickly all she had time to do was gasp as he flipped her onto her back, climbing on top of her. She was his — and he wasn’t sure he’d set her free.
All laughter exited her eyes as she gasped. His arousal pressed against her heat, and she opened her legs, bringing him into the cradle of her thighs. It was exactly where he belonged. He’d never felt so good.
His tip slipped inside her and he shook with the exhilaration of the moment. Then, before he could thrust inside, he realized his near mistake.
“Condom,” he groaned as he pulled back, hating to break away from her for even a moment. Though he hadn’t had sex in a very long time, he always carried protection. He never wanted to get sucked into the baby trap. It might just be worse than the marriage flu.
He jumped up, grabbed a condom from his bag, and quickly slid it on before climbing back over her. He wanted nothing between them, which shocked him as he’d never had that thought before.
He felt her heat and moisture and knew she was ready for him. He didn’t hesitate any longer. With a sure thrust, he pushed inside and they cried out together. She was hot and tight and he had to pause or risk losing control.
She pressed up against him, and he gave up trying to slow things down. Gripping her hips and pulling, she wrapped her legs around him, and he began thrusting, slow at first, then faster and faster as they breathed heavily together, both of them growling as the heat built and built.
He thrust hard and couldn’t move as she tightened around him, crying out as she shook and pulsed with her release. Her legs were vises around him, and he slowed his thrusting to give her as much pleasure as possible. When the last of her pulses stopped, he began moving again, thrusting hard and fast before he let go, crying out as his release ripped through him.
He shook so long, he wasn’t sure he’d ever stop. Then he fell against her, completely stripped of all strength. He wasn’t sure he’d ever felt anything so powerful.
He only allowed himself to lie against her for a few moments before he shifted, knowing he was crushing her. She