Page 83 of Just One Night Together
“I was so close!”
“I know.” He was laughing at her and she wanted to kiss him. “But it’ll be better if you have to work for it.” He slid his hands up her torso, caressing her breasts for a moment, then slid them back down to her waist. “Unless you want to stop.”
“You’re bad.”
He shook his head. “I don’t think so.”
“Then you’re very good.”
He laughed and she loved the sound of it. “Which do you prefer?”
“I’d like you to do that again, but not stop.”
“And I’d like you to scream the roof down when it’s time.”
Haley shook a finger at him. “Only if you’re inside me. I want to come with you on top of me, inside me, filling me and claiming me.”
He stared at her unblinking, his eyes dark and intense. She was sure his nostrils flared, but then he reached down to his jeans without otherwise moving. He found the condom and put the package on the bed beside her. Then he met her gaze again, holding it as he sank lower and claimed her one more time.
Ten
It was official.
There was no one like Haley.
All Damon had to do was convince her to stay.
Actually, he thought he had to convince himself to let her stay, but he’d worry about that after he’d given her the biggest orgasm of her life. He wanted her to always associate great sex with him, to think of him whenever she felt desire, to come to him whenever she wanted satisfaction.
Because he would always give it to her.
He was realizing that was a responsibility he’d never tire of fulfilling.
She surrendered to him so completely, closing her eyes and parting her lips, opening her legs to him and welcoming everything he offered to her. Her nipples were as taut as her clitoris, and she was wet, so gloriously wet. He couldn’t wait to be inside her but he wanted her on the cusp before he moved. She squirmed as he ate her, her muscles tightening as she enjoyed the bit of confinement. He was inundated by her scent and could think only of her pleasure, carefully learning exactly what pleased her best. She liked it slow, but with little spurts of action, as if he was really going to gobble her up. The occasional brush of a tooth against her clitoris nearly sent her to the moon and he knew that when it was time, he was either going to nip that bud or pinch it.
And he wasn’t going to let go in a hurry. He wanted her to come and come and come, to come until she had no more to give, to come until she was exhausted and limp and collapsed in his arms.
It wouldn’t be long. He kissed her and flicked his tongue over her, feeling how she arched her back. Her pulse was racing and there was a sheen of perspiration on her skin. Her nipples were even tighter and her breath was coming quickly. She gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh, and whispered his name with a desperation that could have sent him to the moon.
“Now!” she begged. “Now, now, now.”
He moved, intent upon giving her what she wanted, and reached for the condom. She pulled it out of his hand and flung it across the floor, then caught his face in her hands and kissed him hungrily. “All of you,” she murmured between kisses. “All of you, now. I love the feel of you without that.”
It wasn’t humanly possible to resist her. Not when she was so sweet, so hot, so wet, so determined to obliterate any other plan than her own. Damon was over her, then inside her, sinking home so fast that he shuddered in an effort to hold back. She was as tight as ever, but slick and hot. He flicked a glance at her, not knowing how long he’d last, and her satisfied smiled nearly finished him right there.
“Together,” she said.
“You’re demanding.”
“It’s the only way to get the best.”
Damon moved and Haley bit her lip, arching to welcome all of him. Her fingernails dragged over his shoulder and her eyes seemed darker. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair tangled over her shoulders, making her look just about as different from her usual composed self as was possible.
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing. You look like you’re enjoying yourself, that’s all.”
Haley laughed. “Can you blame me?”
