As soon as she swallows around me, readying herself, I hold her there. Her eyes flash open and stare up at me with questions. Gathering myself together, I stand firm, keeping my voice steady, and say, “I want to look at you just like this. Remember this when I’m back in the city and get off to the memory.” If I could take a picture, I’d frame it and hang it above my bed. She’s fucking stunning wrapped around me like this.
I pull out slowly. Leaning down, I tilt her chin up and kiss her gorgeous, swollen lips. “As incredible as it would be to . . .” My eyes drop to her mouth again as I run the pad of my thumb over the cushion of her bottom lip. “Finish here.” I drag my gaze to her eyes again. “I’m going to come with your body wrapped around mine and caught in the best orgasm you’ve ever had.”
“The best I’ve ever had is a tall order.”
“I’m up for the challenge.”
She bites her lip, and says, “I don’t doubt that for a second.” She stands with a smirk and pushes down her little shorts. “I’ve been counting on it.”
Damn.I slowly exhale, looking over her bare body as she stands before me, allowing me to indulge in more than a once-over. “So fucking sexy.”
And time is of the essence. I toe off my shoes and tug my socks from my feet before stepping out of my jeans and boxer briefs. Now it’s just the two of us with nothing to hide behind but our words. No masks and no clothes. All of us exposed.
She leans back on her elbows, her gaze taking the scenic route to my face. Smiling, she says, “And here I thought tonight would be boring.”
“Nope.” I climb on the bed next to her. “I’m here to entertain.”
I love the sound of her laughter when it’s louder and taking up space in the room. It’s the sound of Lauralee being who she really is; the joy that sparks in her eyes when she’s excited matches this exact pitch of her laughter.
We scoot higher on the bed. But before she tucks her legs under the covers, I reach over to stop her. “Don’t hide. I like looking at you.”
Her cheeks heat pink, and her body squirms. “I like the way you look at me.”
“Good because I can’t seem to take my eyes off you.” I roll to my side and kiss her. I cover her with my body.
She widens her legs, welcoming me in to settle between them. Our bodies grazing, her softness against my hard, my muscles to hers as our tongues tangle along with our legs.
Our mouths part when I reach down for the packets on the lower half of the mattress. When I return to reclaim my position, she’s smiling. The tips of her nails scrape gently across my hairline before adding more pressure and dipping into my hair.
I ask, “What has you smiling like that?”
“You. You’re the one I never saw coming.” My chest tightens from her words, that fire in her eyes softening to a flickering flame. But then she says, “Seems you got me right where you want me. Now what are you going to do?”
“I have a few ideas.” I rip a packet from the fanfold and sit up on my knees to cover my length. I like how she watches me, how desire coats her gaze and burns through the wriggling of her hips. I like that she wants me as much as I do her.
Dropping back down into place, I plant my elbows on either side of her head and position my dick at her entrance. When she cups my face and lifts to kiss me, I push inside her, swallowing her gasp and tasting her moan.
The heat shoots through my veins.
The embrace that feels like it engulfs my entire being.
The passion I feel for this woman culminates, causing me to pause as soon as I’m buried to the hilt. I drop my head on the bed beside her. With my eyes closed, I take this in, overwhelmed by the sensation of being inside Lauralee.
I’ve had thoughts since the reception and again last night, which didn’t lessen the drive building in me to taste the forbidden. But this is better. So much better than I imagined.
“Are you okay?” she asks, whispering against my neck and placing a kiss there. Her arms hold me as her hands rub my back.
I smile when I lift my head, angling toward her. “I’m better than okay.”
She smiles with the slightest of nods.
Balancing on one arm, I reach down between us, hooking my arm under her right leg and lifting just as I pull out and thrust back in. “Oh yeah . . .” I groan, picking up pace. “Does that feel good?”
“So good.” She closes her eyes and holds on as I fuck, hitting her in all the right ways, judging by how her mouth hangs open and her back arches, putting those beautiful tits in my face.
The slap of our skin, the sweat on our bodies, and the sound of our connection have me pumping harder to meet her thrust for thrust until I can see her beginning to unravel beneath me. Erratic jerks, the squeeze of her body on my dick, and her thrashing head as she begs for more and harder.
I give it. I give her everything she wants and more than she’ll ever need. “You going to come for me, baby?”
