Bachelor Unleashed - Brenda Jackson [61]
By the time he had eased between her legs, while she had clutched his shoulders tight and wrapped her long legs around his waist, he’d known they would be having orgasms all over the place. They had. The mere memory had his erection throbbing. He wanted her again, and he wanted her now.
Easing out of bed, he slipped into the jeans he ha discarded last night. He went into the bathroom to quickly wash his face and brush his teeth and couldn’t help but smile when he saw her toothbrush already in the holder beside his.
He moved slowly down the stairs, and when his nose picked up the aroma of coffee, he increased his pace. He rounded the corner to the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. Farrah was standing at the refrigerator, leaning over to look inside and wearing the shirt he’d worn last night. It barely covered her rear end and he could clearly see the luscious swell of her butt cheeks, which meant she wasn’t wearing any panties.
It could have been his groan that made her aware he was behind her. She turned, and they stared at each other, not saying anything. It was as if time stood still.
He finally moved, crossed the room to her and, without saying a word, he lifted her into his arms, carried her over to the table and sat down in the chair with her straddling his lap. He wanted her. Now.
He took her mouth, mated with it voraciously while she took matters into her own hands by lowering his zipper to release his erection from bondage. Once free, his erection swelled in anticipation, and when he released her mouth, he whispered against her moist lips, “I want to come inside of you.”
He knew just what he was saying, exactly what he was asking. They both were fully aware that since the night they’d met neither had indulged in sex with anyone else. And as far as he was concerned, they wouldn’t be making love with anyone but each other from now on. They both had good health records, so as far as he was concerned, there was no reason they couldn’t be skin-to-skin, flesh-to-flesh and make love with the purpose of giving each other the most primitive pleasure possible. He’d never released his semen inside a woman before but wanted to do so with her. He just hoped and prayed that she went along with it.
He watched her nervously nibble on her bottom lip, which meant she was considering his request. “Why?” she asked.
“Because every time I sank my body into yours,” he whispered, “I wanted to know what it’s like to feel you without any barriers and to know when I come I will fill you with the very essence of me. Not for the purpose of making a baby, but for the purpose of knowing how it feels to mingle my semen with your juices when we share pleasure.”
His pulse throbbed painfully in his throat as he waited for her to make the next move. Her grip on his erection tightened, and she lifted her body off his lap so he could slide inside of her. As he began pushing forward, she groaned while her muscles clenched him all the way. And when he met her gaze he saw a mirror of desire so heated it almost took his breath away.
He pushed farther inside of her and knew the exact moment the physical and the emotional became one, merging in a way that robbed him of any coherent thought other than to be with her like this. And when he began moving, he felt her heated flesh consume him with every thrust. Unable to retain hold of his sanity, he leaned over and devoured her mouth as he gave her body and the chair one hell of a workout.
And then it happened. An explosion that nearly knocked the chair from under them. In a mad rush his semen filled her, triggering her climax. She screamed his name, and he gritted his teeth as he continued to pump into her. Hard. Fast. He was giving her all he had with no holding back. This was the way it was supposed to be, he thought. This was the way he wanted it. And from her deep, guttural scream this was the way she wanted it as well.
Little did she know that for them this was only the beginning.
Farrah sat at Xavier’s kitchen table and glanced