A Reason to Stay by Delinda Jasper Read Free Book Online

way down, taking him in completely. She felt stretched to the limits, yet completely and utterly whole.
     
    They stayed that way, lip to lip, neither moving, both barely breathing, for what seemed both an eternity and just a heartbeat at the same time. Then she began to rock. Not move up and down, or even rock fast. She just slightly moved her hips forward then back, so slowly at first the movement was almost imperceptible. The room was so quiet nothing could be heard but their slightly labored breaths.
     
    Then, as heat pooled in her tummy and her blood turned to molten lava, she began to move a bit more. She rocked faster and harder. She let go of his wrists and pushed herself up so that she sat right on him. Her huge breasts jiggled and jumped with her movements and Jake grasped them, kneading and teasing them as she moved.
     
    As her rhythm increased, Jake put his hands up and she interlaced her fingers with his. She held tightly to his hands, using him as leverage as she started pumping up and down on his cock.
     
    Something wild and primitive had broken loose within her. The room, no longer quiet, was filled with gasps and groans that mingled together so that it was impossible to tell who made which noise.
     
    Every pore in Ellie’s body felt open, as if every sensation, every emotion possible were flowing into her. She could feel everything, the hard muscle of Jake’s thighs against hers as she straddled him, the strength in his hands and arms as she strained against them, using them for leverage. She could feel the way his ragged breath made his chest heave; she could feel the searing heat of him deep within her.
     
    She was filled and stretched to the limits. A tight ball formed in her tummy and grew with each stroke she made until every muscle, every inch of her being, was tight as a bowstring. She felt as if the string would snap at any moment and she would fly into a million pieces. But it didn’t. She squeezed her eyes tight and flung her head back. She concentrated on the feel of Jake beneath her and between her legs. Her pace became frenzied as she rode Jake with all her might, chasing that explosion that would ease the tightness, that release that would turn her into a pliable heap.
     
    Suddenly Jake let go of one of her hands. She felt his fingers slide between them, searching, then finding the slick, hard little nub at her center. The tip of his work-roughened finger rubbed over her throbbing little clit, once, twice, then bam! The bowstring snapped. Ellie’s world exploded and rained down around her. There was a loud keening sound that she knew was her voice, but was totally unrecognizable.
     
    Jake’s grip on her hand tightened, and as her pussy walls contracted around him, she felt him shudder uncontrollably. He emitted a long, low growl and she felt his hot seed spurt deep into her just before she collapsed onto him.
     
    After a few long minutes she rolled off of him. He gathered her close, her head in the crook of his arm. Just before she slid into the sweet abyss of sleep she thought she heard him say, "Damn, honey, I wish I could always wake up with you like that."
     
    Jake couldn’t help whistling as he toweled off after his shower. He was happier than he’d been in a long time. Ellie was asleep in his bed. The fact that last night may have been a one-time thing, never to be repeated, couldn’t dim the light a night of making love to the woman he loved had lit inside him.
     
    Sheesh! If any of the guys down at the Station could hear his thoughts they would swear he was going nuts. Maybe he was. Love did strange things to a man. He’d loved Ellie for so long, lusted after her body for so long. He’d fantasized about making love to her so many times, but none of it compared to the real thing. He’d made love to more women than he wanted to count, but not one of them made him feel the way Ellie did. Not just in bed, but afterwards. Nothing had prepared him for this feeling that was