“Aren’t you a charmer.”
“Don’t you know it.” I dip my head down without breaking eye contact and swipe my tongue over one of her taut buds, savoring the sensation of it as I rub it against my tip. Her backimmediately bucks forwards and I brace my hand underneath her to hold her close and feed myself her nipple, sucking it into my mouth.
“Oh, Jay,” she groans, pure pleasure bouncing off her in spades.
I move to the other side to pay it the same attention while tweaking the one I just left, like I’m rolling a dice with my thumb and forefinger. And maybe we’re both rolling the dice getting this close right under her family’s noses. A part of me wants to feel guilty as sin, knowing what we’re up to while they’re all sleeping. But a bigger part of me wants this more and knows we can deal with the consequences later. Come what may. “That’s it, Baby.” I lathe her over, going from nipple to nipple while she squirms underneath me, my dick pressing into the scrap of sexy fabric between her legs, the only article of clothing she has left. My finger reaches to her hip and hooks over the barely there band of the material. “You’re gonna have to lose these,” I murmur, giving them a firm tug down her thighs. “Or better still, I’ll take them for safekeeping.”
CHAPTER 22
Jade
I can’t believe I’m laying under Jay. It’s as crazy and dangerous as it is sexy and sizzling hot. And it’s been a long time coming if I really let myself believe it.
His kisses are everything I ever dreamed of, and the way he touches my body takes me to another place entirely. One I’m not even sure I want to come back from.
“That’s it,” I groan, as I watch him bounce from one breast to another, paying each one with the same amount of attention, that sexy scruff he’s been sporting brushes my sensitive peaks. “I love that, Jay.”
His harder than steel cock presses into me like a ramrod, and when he’s pulling my panties down my thighs, the fabric peeling away from my body; I feel like I’m having some out-of-body experience. It’s like he’s peeling back the layers of me, ones I’ve kept hidden for so long. He makes me feel so good with every touch and every stroke. The hungry look in his eyes, the way he caresses me, it’s like I’m the only woman on earth that ever existed.
I’ve never wanted anything else as much as I want him.
He grins around my breast, taking a mouthful as he holds it in place, his tongue flicking back and forth. Soft, feather-light fingers trace down my ribs to my hip and he presses himself up a little, creating a gap between us so he can slide his hand lower.
The second his fingers meet the apex of my thighs, I feel like I’m going to convulse. And I truly never thought this could happen, one, because I usually have to finish things off myself to reach climax as I’ve found it way too difficult with a partner.
Two, Aaron pretty much didn’t have all day to get me there, so we relied on my little purple bullet, or I’d just fake it when we didn’t have it or it wasn’t recharged.
“I love this body, Baby. You gotta see what I’m seeing, you’re everything.” His hot words circulate over my skin, sending gooseflesh all over me with a delightful tingle.
The slow torturous rub over my most sensitive spot has me clutching onto him like I’m going to fall, and I need him to catch me before I crash and burn.
“Jay, that’s so good,” I pant. “So, so good.”
He pops my flesh out of his mouth and glances up at me, licking his lips and stroking both breasts with his thumbs, gently tugging each one in perfect rhythm and time. “I need to taste your sweet honey.”
I squeeze my thighs around him as I imagine his head down where he’s suggesting. “Jay, I-I don’t — I don’t know if I can come like that.” Not that I think it’s going to be difficult with the way he’s touching me so far. The warmth of his hand rubbing in a circular motion makes me more slippery by the second. Thinking about that monster cock makes me lick my lips and tingle, even if I am nervous, because it definitely is a monster. I still can’t believe he thinks he’s going to fit it so easily into me. We’re going to find out soon enough, I guess.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” he murmurs, leaning on one palm and pressing to kiss me, his tongue dancing over mine in a sexy, sultry dance, much like the one we’ve been practising over the past few weeks for the wedding.
“I’ve never—” If my cheeks weren’t flushing before, they are on fire now. “You know—” I waft my hand around in no particular direction.
“No one has ever?”
I keep my lips pressed in a firm line and shake my head. “Nope. I mean, I tried once before, but the guy wasn’t into it. My ex definitely wasn’t.”
He stares at me in shock. “Why does that not surprise me how useless some men actually are.”
I stifle a laugh and blink up at him. “While that may be true, this is something new for me.”
“I promise I’ll make it good for you,” he says, reaching up to brush my cheek with his knuckles. “And if for whatever reason you don’t like it, or want me to stop, you tell me, okay?”
I squeeze my thighs around him as confirmation, and he laughs to himself.
“Someone is eager, huh?”
“Just a little.” I’m eager to have him attempt what no one else has succeeded in before. And knowing Jay, he’s totally going to smash some goals here. I was almost orgasming off the mattress before he even touched me, so we’re definitely part way there.
He presses his lips to mine in a sultry caress as his hands slide over my breasts, thumbing over my nipples before slowly scooting down my body. His mouth stays on me as he sweeps kisses down my neck and decolletage, his tongue working its magic in soft swirls over my hot flesh and over my taut peaks.
