he touched. Nerves attempted to fly in a hundred directions at once, but kept focused and tight and growing more intense where his length filled.
His grip on her thigh was firm and unforgiving as he took her over and over. Each filling thrust caught her breath. His lips never left her body. From her breasts to her neck, he kissed her and she’d never felt so sexy than now when it seemed he couldn’t get enough.
From his mouth to his hands. His belly on hers. There was not one part of her he didn’t have covered. Even his leg trapped one of hers to the bed by his foot hooked over her shin. His breath raced across her skin, and the heat pooling between her released at once and spun through her tight muscles as she called out his name on another thrust.
He thrust harder and faster, pushing her up the bed as his forceful strokes filled her over and over again. The walls of her insides gripped his cock in tight friction and shuddered out of control again. His heavy breaths broke from a rhythmical pattern and stuttered. His arms shook. A low grunt transformed to a rumble vibrating out of him. His quick, hard taking of her slowed and softened.
She kissed his neck and shoulder, savoring the heady scent of his skin and salty taste of him as he slowed until he stilled.
His breath was hard and heavy as he rolled off her. His arm landed across his eyes and a leg bent up as he breathed. “Memorable enough for you?”
Oh God yes. So much that she wasn’t near done with this evening. She hadn’t had sex in ages, and it would be a long time before she got it again. There was a lot of ground to cover. “I suppose it’s a decent enough start.”
His head lifted off the pillow. “You sounded and looked like it was better than that.”
She raked hair out of her face that probably stuck up in the most terrifying way. When his eyes met hers, though, she didn’t care. Muscles still tired and straining, she straddled his lap. “I have no complaints. You did a good job, but I was just getting warmed up.” She shrugged one shoulder. “Unless you can’t and need to go?”
A challenge landed in his eyes. “I can do this for hours.”
His fingertips touched her thighs as he moved up her legs and caught her hips. She might have been exaggerating a little, but when he pulled her down, yeah, okay. Let’s do this until she collapsed.
Chapter 4
Justin held her hips against his. Her back arched and made a sexy dip on her lower back as her head whipped up and her hair bounced. She gasped. He leaned over and left another trail of kisses on her spine as he spent himself.
That was the third time? Fourth. She lowered to the bed in a cat like stretch and he followed. Instead of flopping over her, he pulled away and fell by her side. She turned to him. Most of her face was hidden behind her arm, but her eyes were full of a teasing glint. “Did we make it in time?”
He wasn’t sure he should bother trying to catch his breath. Ever since he’d walked in Whitney’s house, he’d been losing it one time after another. He couldn’t pinpoint whether it was him, her, or maybe both of them, but he didn’t have hook ups like this. He met a girl, if it got physical this fast, then great. They had a good time and then he left.
The clocked beamed a red three AM at him. “We’ll call it close enough.”
She chuckled and the noise licked his balls all the way to the top of his dick. Going by his normal standards, he should have been out of here hours ago. He scrubbed his eyes with his palms, and this time, he sat before falling back in her arms. Or more truthful, tugging her into his. His tired muscles rejected the movement, and the pillow he’d been on called him back, but he resisted it all.
The bed shifted and he didn’t have a choice. He had to look. He glanced over his shoulder as she rolled close. Her hair was wild. There wasn’t a strand of it that looked in a place it should be. Something that was all his fault.
Pati Nagle, editors Deborah J. Ross