did, but wowza didn't even begin to cover it.
His eyes flashed with something she couldn't place. Maybe another flare of stubbornness. But his voice was resigned. “So, I'm never going to see you again?”
She shook her head, even as she set her jaw. “That's how cheer up committees work. One time thing.”
His dark brows drew in. “I guess we better make this count.”
His hands stroked up her thighs. When he reached where her panty line should have been, he cursed. “You’re so wet already.”
She arched her back, begging him to keep touching her. “You’re driving me cra—”
She lost the rest of her sentence as he slid one finger into her slick core. Heat engulfed her body. When he reached a hand up into her hair and forced her to look at him, she wanted to hide from the connection. Wanted to close her eyes and get lost in the anonymous sex. Instead, as he penetrated her with his finger, he made them connect. Made it impossible for her to hide.
Stubbornly, she tried to duck her head, but he didn't let her. With every attempt, he met her with a kiss, making sure they had eye contact before they had lip contact.
He teased the entrance to her slick channel, but didn’t penetrate again. Aching, she tried to arch into him, but he didn’t give her what she needed. “What are you waiting for?”
He teased her entrance again then stopped. “I'm waiting for your name.”
Jessica wiggled again, but he held her still.
“It's just this thing I have. I want to know who I’m fucking.”
She hesitated, but she wanted him. Needed him.
“All I need is your first name. I promise I won’t call or write. I just want to know your name.” He teased her again.
Why did the best sex she had yet to have need to have a hang-up about names? “And if I don’t give it to you, are you really going to walk away?”
He stroked her again, and a low growl emanated from his chest. “I'm not going to pretend that I could. I could call you Sassy all night, but it's such a little thing. You can tell me.”
She chewed on her lip as she met his eyes. She didn’t know this guy. It wasn't like she would ever see him again. She wouldn’t ever have to face the intimacy he brought out of her. The yearning he made her feel. She slapped back the tender feelings the moment they reared their head. No, she wanted him, and that was the only reason she would give him her name. “It's Jessica.”
He repeated her name on a whisper as he entered her with his finger again. She felt her body stretching to accommodate first one finger then two. He kept the pace steady, pushing forward, then retreating, then pushing forward again.
Jessica bit her lip as he took her higher and higher with his fingers. She focused on the bliss warming her body from the inside out.
“Jessica, look at me.”
When she met his gaze, he leaned down and placed the tenderest of kisses on her lips. He reached between their bodies and used his thumb to stroke her clit, and Jessica knew she was close. The tension coiled need within her. All she craved was—
He pulled his fingers from her center.
“Hey!”
“Shh.” He brought his finger to his lips and licked them. “So sweet. I need to taste more of you.”
Oh. Wow. So he was a giver. Jesus, she’d hit the jackpot all right. “O-okay.”
He placed wet, open mouth kisses along the column of her throat. Kissing lower, he paused at her breasts, suckling the taut nipple through the fabric of her dress. He kissed lower, and Jessica threaded her hands into his hair. He moaned when she ran her fingers through it.
He kissed his way to the juncture of her thighs then paused. Jessica could have sworn she heard him mumble something like, “So pretty.”
The first stroke of his tongue was a surprise, as he licked a path from her center to the tight bundle of nerves. The second titillated as he avoided direct pressure on the one place that could send her over the edge. The third, excruciatingly slow lick, was a revelation as he sipped at her juices and took his time. He lapped at her lips like a starving man, varying the pace and keeping her guessing. When he started slow controlled flicks of his tongue she locked her legs around his head.
“Jesus, that feels so good.”
His deft