to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. “It isn’t fair that you started our vacation without me. I’ve been working.”
His eyebrows rose, and a smile slid across his face. “I’m sorry. Should I make it up to you?”
“You know, DeMarco, you are still not the sharpest stick in the box, but you’re learning.”
She laughed when he grabbed her and tossed her onto the couch. He moved with a little more caution, lowering himself over her. “One of these years I’m going to get a complex.”
“Damn it, man, I have to amp up my tactics if this process is going to take years.” She wiggled under him and pulled her t-shirt up over her head and flicked it across the room. “Pay your penance, lover. Fuck me like you mean it.”
She tapped his arm, and he lifted it. Jade jumped off the couch, shed her jeans, bra, and panties and then kneed onto the couch and placed her forearms on the back of the couch. She looked over her shoulder and waggled her eyebrows. “Come and get me, big boy.”
Nic stood and unbuttoned his shirt. Jade decided against waiting at the sight of those muscled arms and ripped abs. She scooted back, stood up, and spun. “Changed my mind.” Her hands traveled over his chest, pushing his shirt off his shoulders. She leaned forward and licked, then nipped his nipple. His body jerked, and she smiled against his skin.
She loved the feel of his hands as they traveled over her body, stopping to tease sensitive places. She unfastened his belt buckle and shucked his slacks and boxers down over his hips. “Sit down, DeMarco, I’m about to make you lose your mind.”
She waited until he sat down and spread his legs before she slid his slacks off him, careful to avoid his prosthesis. Once he was free of clothes, she ran her hands up the inside of his thighs and watched his cock kick. “Want something, DeMarco?”
“Only what I was promised.” He shuffled his fingers through her hair, not holding her, just connecting them.
Well, she had better ways of connecting them. She leaned forward, placed a hand at the base of his cock, and lollipopped the head until her hand was slick with her efforts. She stroked him and did her best Hoover impression, sucking the head of his cock into her mouth. His hips jerked upward, and his hands tightened in her hair. If she could have smiled, she would have, but that would have interrupted her fun. She popped off him and stroked his shaft several times before she lowered and nuzzled his balls. She took one into her mouth. Nic’s legs trembled as they tightened around her. She released him and moved to the other side, giving him equal attention before returning to his shaft and deep-throating him.
“Fuck! Jade, I’m close.”
She released him and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand while eyeing him. “On your back.”
Nic scooted further onto the couch and held her waist as she mounted him. He held his cock, and she lowered herself onto his shaft. His hands found her breasts, and he rolled her nipples between his fingers. She lifted her hair off her shoulders and let it flow around her arms as she lifted and lowered on his shaft.
Nic lowered one hand and she purred, knowing what was coming next. His thumb found her clit, and he matched her pace, pushing her closer to her own climax. She dropped her arms onto his chest and stared into his eyes as she changed her tempo, moving from teasing both of them to getting what they both wanted. She rocked up and down on him, grinding just a bit at the bottom, stimulating herself against his body. He grabbed her waist, and she knew it was only a matter of time before…
Like magic, Nic knew when she couldn’t maintain the pace any longer, when her desire and need overcame her ability to keep moving. He held her in position and took over, claiming her as fast and as hard as she had been riding him. It didn’t take long. Nic knew how to catapult her over the edge, and she flew past that ridge like a fucking rocket.
She collapsed on top of him and held him as he found his release. Once they both caught their breath, she rolled off him onto the couch beside him. The soft leather was cold on her back, but damn it, she wasn’t