Nonstop (Open Skies #3) - Becca Jameson Page 0,44

Beyond good. How could anything get better than this?

When he lifted his face, he wiped his lips with his fingers and smiled at her. “I’m never going to tire of doing that. Of feeling you writhe under me. Of tasting your arousal on my tongue. Of making you cry out when you orgasm.” Without breaking her gaze, he reached for the bedside table, opened the drawer, and then slid it closed again as he righted himself.

He was holding a condom now. Duh. She hadn’t thought about protection. Her brain cells were scrambled. Thank God one of them had some sense.

He released her long enough to open the foil packet and then roll the condom down his length. Surprising her, he reached for her waist and hauled her across the bed, coming up between her legs to situate himself over her.

She grabbed his shoulders, chewing on her bottom lip.

He plucked it free and kissed her gently. “You okay?”

She nodded. “Beyond okay.” She couldn’t stop the smile. “What are you waiting for?”

He chuckled. “So impatient.” He kissed one nipple and then the other before meeting her gaze again. “It’s gonna be tight. Not gonna lie. You’ll feel the stretch at first. Might even seem too tight. But it will subside in a few moments. I promise. And then…” His grin spread. “Well, you’ll see.”

She bit her lip again. Would he just do it already?

“I haven’t had sex in a fucking long time, so it’s going to feel so damn good when my cock gets inside you. I’ll probably come too fast, but I promise next time will be better.”

“Bracken...”

He met her gaze again. “What, baby?”

“Fuck me already.”

He dropped his forehead to hers and then reached a hand down between them to stroke through her folds and then line his erection up with her entrance.

As he nudged forward, his jaw was set as if he were in pain. She wondered if he always did that. She couldn’t focus on him anymore, however, because all her attention went to the stretch as he slowly slid in a little at a time.

She grabbed his biceps and held on, forcing herself not to stiffen. The stretch was tight. He hadn’t lied about that. She took a deep breath and held it, her head tipping back as she willed him to get it over with.

He held himself aloft by his elbows, his fingers grazing over her temples. “Look at me, baby.”

She dropped her gaze.

“Deep breath.”

She did as he asked.

Suddenly, he thrust all the way in.

She gritted her teeth against the intrusion. The pressure. Too much.

Bracken held her gaze. “Let your body relax around my cock, Rebekah. Breathe, baby.”

She realized she hadn’t taken another breath since the one he’d commanded, and she let it out and drew in oxygen again. The pain subsided, leaving her with a new sensation of restlessness. She moved her hands from his biceps to his hips and reached around to grab his fantastic ass. “Move.”

He lifted a brow. “You sure?”

She nodded. “Please. Do it again.”

He eased almost out and then thrust back in to the hilt again.

She gasped. The experience from this second thrust was totally different. Nerve endings she hadn’t realized she had came to life. “Again.”

He groaned as he did her bidding, and her own noises blended with his. Holy shit, this felt good. She lifted her hips to meet his thrust as he did it yet again. The slight tilt to her pelvis sent him even deeper.

“Jesus, baby… So damn tight.” He slid one hand down her body and reached between them, his fingers landing on her clit. When he stroked the swollen nub, her eyes rolled back. Too many sensations bombarded her at once, from her nipples rubbing against his chest, to the tight delicious feeling of having him fill her, to the way all her blood seemed to rush to her clit.

Her mouth fell open. “Oh, God. I’m going to come.” Her legs shook.

“That’s the idea.” He pinched her clit and then released it and thrust faster. Every time the base of his erection rubbed against her clit, she grew closer. The world started spinning out of control, and then she was right on the edge, so close. She arched her hips upward again to increase the friction, and held her breath as she tipped over the cliff.

Waves of pleasure washed through her. Her entire channel pulsed around his length. And what made it even better was that he kept moving. Faster now, stretching her, filling her, consuming