Layover (Open Skies #1) - Becca Jameson Page 0,63
with you? My cock is hard, and it didn’t get what it wanted last night.”
She giggled. “We can’t have that.” Her small hand wiggled between her thigh and his belly until she found his length and stroked him through his jeans. “Let’s go inside.”
He shook his head. “Can’t wait that long.” His hands went to her shirt and pulled it over her head. Before she could react, he had her bra unlatched too.
She glanced around, wondering if anyone could see them.
He cupped her chin and brought her face back to center. “My fence is high, and my neighbors don’t snoop. Stop worrying about anything but how I’m going to make you scream out your next orgasm in my backyard.”
She gasped. “I’m not going to scream anything in your yard, Jason. The whole neighborhood would run over and find me naked if I did so.”
He nuzzled her neck, his hands sliding up and down her torso, grazing the undersides of her amazing tits. “We’ll see.” He flicked his thumbs over her nipples in that way he knew would make her eyes roll back, and then he lifted her off his lap, stood her in front of him, and made quick work of removing the rest of her clothes. Jeans, shoes, thong.
She shivered as she glanced around again.
“Eyes on me, little one. If you can’t focus on me and stop worrying about the rest of the world, I’ll take you over my knee right here and spank you so hard that your whimpering and pleading will draw the attention of every neighbor.”
She pursed her lips adorably.
He released her to rip his T-shirt over his head and then shrug out of his jeans. When he was as naked as her, he turned and settled back on the lounge. “Climb on top of me, baby girl. I want you to ride me while I watch your fucking sexy tits bounce and your mouth fall open when you come.”
She obeyed without hesitation, straddling him. She braced herself with her hands on his chest and lined her pussy up with his cock.
“Shit,” he muttered. “I don’t have a condom.”
She shook her head. “I have us covered, Jason. I want to feel you inside me. Just you.”
He gripped her hips, keeping her from slamming down on his cock just yet. “Baby, I’ll come in two strokes if you do that.” He slid one hand around to cup her bottom. “I’ve never once had sex without a condom.”
She reached for his face and smoothed her fingers over his cheek. “Then it will be a first for both of us.”
He held her gaze, not wanting this dream to end if he was still sleeping. “You’re mine, Libby.”
She nodded. “I’m yours.”
“I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
He slid his hand between them to line his cock up with her pussy and then stroke his fingers through her folds.
He loved the little whimper she made and the way she arched her back and trembled. He took a moment to find her clit and stroke it until it was swollen beneath his fingers. When she started to squirm, he removed his hand and lifted his hips to thrust up into her.
She gasped, her head tipping back.
He’d never seen her look sexier than she did right now. Naked in his backyard. Breasts bouncing as she lifted nearly off him and then slammed back down.
He gritted his teeth against the growing orgasm. He hadn’t been kidding. He was going to come in seconds. She felt so damn good on his bare cock.
His groan joined hers, and then he smoothed his hands up to cup her breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples with his fingers.
Libby’s mouth fell open wider, and her whimpers filled the air. “Jason…”
“That’s it, baby. Take what you need.” He slid one hand down to find her clit and stroke it as she pumped faster, bouncing up and down on his lap. The visual alone was enough to make him come. If she were porn, he wouldn’t even need to touch himself to reach orgasm. Watching her would be enough.
Suddenly, she cried out, her body pulsing with her release. He gripped her hips and thrust in deep one last time, letting his orgasm follow right behind hers.
He wasn’t sure how much noise either of them made, but his brain cells were completely scrambled when he finally drew in a deep breath and pulled her down to lie against his chest.
He stroked up and down her back, never wanting to pull out of her tight