“I want you to know I’m here. The whole time. I want to see your orgasm in your eyes.”
Her stomach flipped and a fresh surge of cream wet her fingers, silky and smooth. Michaela slid the tip of her forefinger through it, shivering at her own touch. Back and forth, to her entrance and up to her clit. She pinched it, sending electricity down her legs and into her abdomen, so much better than when she was alone…thinking of him.
“Now inside. Get those fingers into you.”
One, then two, so wet there was no resistance. Heat gathered between her thighs, her juices dripped between the crack of her ass. Another place she’d never experienced. With this man, there were no limits.
Except possibly time.
He had a home and family, even if he was single. And a job. Three thousand miles away. The thought cooled her a little and her gaze fell away, but he tipped her chin up toward him again.
“Why did you stop?”
She didn’t want to explain and remind him of why he wouldn’t be with her after that night. “Sorry.”
He kissed her again then leaned away, his gaze heating her skin. “Never sorry, baby. Look what you’ve done.”
Her gaze dropped to his lap where his cock rose again. A phoenix reborn in the flames of their passion. How long had it been? A half hour, including the chatting time?
“Amazes me too,” he said. “But I still want to see you come before I reward you. You do want me to fuck you, right?”
Damn right she did. Fuck her and then fuck her again. What happened to the reserved, career-focused young man? She’d have traded him for this sex god in a minute. If she’d known enough to do it. Michaela stroked faster, desperate for his cock.
“Want…want me to suck you again?” Bold and to the point. Her mouth watered for it.
“Not a chance. I’m not sure I can pull off three and I’m not going to miss the chance to fuck you tonight. Last time that mistake cost me thirty-five years.” He grinned. “But first, you have to make yourself come.” He clenched his fist and squeezed his swollen cock. “If you want this, baby.
Dear god. She stroked faster, clinging to the edges of sanity as her core tightened, cream coated her fingers.
Did he mean he wanted to have more than one night with her? The confused thoughts swirled away as her orgasm dragged her over into a cliff of darkness and light from which she emerged to find Val inserting one of her fingers past his lips.
“Tastes good on you, too.” Warm, wet, his mouth closed around the digit and her breath shortened.
“Enough, you promised.”
He chuckled, the vibration traveling up her arm and she yanked her hand free.
“In such a hurry, Mickie.”
“I hardly think we’ve rushed this, Scout.” Grasping his dick, she pulled him closer, desperate. “Please.”
“Okay, baby. My balls are aching so hard for you, they’re about to explode . No more teasing.”
He slid between her legs, fitting the head of his cock to her sopping entrance. Broad and long, it slid home in a single push. Then he stopped and she stared at him, overwhelmed and questioning.
“I’ve wanted to be here forever. ” He could hardly get the words out. “Let me savor it.”
“I’ve waited a long time too.” Shivering, she arched her hips toward him in invitation. “Fuck me.”
A shudder ran over him and he smiled. “At your command.” He began to thrust, hard and smooth, deep every time, withdrawing almost all the way then driving deep again, over and over. “So much better than my fantasies.”
And hers. “If I’d known it would be like…like this, I’d have pushed the issue harder so you couldn’t resist me.”
She clung to his shoulders, her taut nipples brushing his chest. With each deep push, she rose higher, rocking with him, bucking her hips to take him all the way inside, her taut nipples scraping against the crisp hair on his chest…driving her mad with desire and need, and her orgasm rose again, her pussy clenching around