Sandcastle Beach (Matchmaker Bay #3) - Jenny Holiday Page 0,154
cock over her. “Condom?”
“I can’t get pregnant,” she bit out between gasps. “I’m clean. So if you are, too, we’re good.”
He was. And oh God, the idea of being inside her bare. Skin to skin.
“Are you okay?”
He opened his eyes. He hadn’t realized he’d closed them. Or that his jaw had locked. His reaction to the fantasy-come-true scenario she’d suggested probably looked, outwardly, like pain. Relaxing his face, he felt a goofy grin blossom of its own accord. He was trying to project confidence and authority here, not goofiness, but apparently he had no control over his facial muscles. “I am fantastic.”
It was her turn to smile, a giant, guileless, joy-filled one that sliced right through him, raising a lump in his throat.
They remained pinned in place for a moment, staring at each other and grinning stupidly.
This was the beginning.
The start of a new life.
There had been nothing wrong with his old life, but this one was better.
Her smile disappeared. “Do I need to let go of this headboard to get you to move?”
That knocked him out of his mooning. He did not want her to do that. He wasn’t sure why—he had no master plan here—except that they both seemed to be getting off on these mild power games.
He grabbed his dick and guided it to her entrance, keeping a close eye on her face the whole time. “You sure?” he whispered.
He’d meant about the no-condom thing, but the way she said, “Yes,” so quietly but so assuredly, made him think she was answering a bigger question.
He slid in, pushing past the initial resistance he encountered, and fuck. She might always be cold, but inside she was a furnace. And…“So tight,” he gasped.
“Well, you’re kind of huge,” she shot back.
She must have seen the beginnings of hesitation on his face. Before he could ask if he was hurting her, she said, “Huge in the best way.”
He inched himself in the rest of the way, stopping when he was fully seated, needing a moment to adjust to being inside her. To being in this new life.
Elise moaned—or maybe it was he. Either way, he suddenly had to move. Obeying the primal urge, he pulled out halfway and sank back in, trying to keep his strokes even.
“I need—” Her eyes widened when he filled her fully the second time. “Oh!” She shook her head back and forth like she was frustrated. He loved the sight of her honey hair fanned out over his pillow.
He leaned in to get a whiff of the addictive lemon scent that always lingered in her hair. “What do you need, sweetheart?”
“I was going to say that I need pressure on my clit to come, but now I’m not sure.”
He grinned as he found the sensitive nub with his thumb. “Well, let’s just cover all the bases, shall we?”
“Oh my God!” She started grinding her hips up to meet his, circling them a little at the top of every stroke.
Using the hand that wasn’t working her clit, he reached down for one of her legs. “Now wrap your legs around me, sweetheart.”
She hooked her ankles together around his lower back, and he let loose, pumping his hips into her sweet heat. It wasn’t going to take long, so he concentrated on making sure she was keeping up with him. “You feel so fucking good, Elise. I want you to come all over my dick. Can you do that?” He rubbed his thumb in circles over and around her clit as he spoke.
She nodded frantically, but said, “I want to touch you.”
He shook his head. He wanted her to keep holding on to the headboard. He wasn’t sure if he could talk, though. Almost unendurable pressure was gathering at the base of his spine. “Keep…holding on,” he managed to gasp as he fucked her against the bed.
She did not obey him, his Elise. Despite their games, they both knew who was in charge here.
On a giant inhalation, her hands flew off the bedpost and landed on his sweat-slicked back. Her whole body almost seemed to levitate as she clung to him.
And oh, the addition of those hands. Her touch, suddenly there where it hadn’t been before. It was the single most erotic moment of his life, somehow. He was going to come, hard. But her eyes had slipped closed.
“Look at me,” he said. “Look at me when I come inside you.”
Her eyes, almost all pupil, flew open. He started to shudder, and she screamed.