Naturally Naughty - Leslie Kelly [67]
Her head moved slowly, back and forth, sucking him deep, then pulling away until she’d almost released him completely.
“Kate, please, you’ve got to let me…”
“Watch,” she murmured between one smooth stroke of her mouth and the next. When she tilted her head and glanced to the right, toward the mirror, he followed her gaze.
And nearly lost his mind.
Feeling her wet strokes. Hearing her coos of pleasure that said she really liked what she was doing. Seeing part of his body disappearing between those beautiful lips of hers.
He couldn’t take another second.
“Enough,” he growled, taking her by the shoulders and pushing her back.
Their clothes—with the exception of Kate’s front-less bra—were gone within twenty seconds. He was between her upraised legs ten beyond that.
“Condoms are in there,” she muttered, pointing to a box near his hip.
Jack didn’t even look as reached for it, feeling around with his hand while he kissed Kate senseless. “You knew what that would do to me,” he whispered against her lips.
“I kinda hoped,” she said with a sultry chuckle. “I wasn’t ready to stop.”
“Not now,” he told her. She panted as he sucked her earlobe, and hissed when he caught her breast in his hand. “Our first time back together…we’ll go at the same time.”
She gasped and arched up, grinding her hips into him. “Go at the same time? Do you mean…in the numerical sense?”
It took him a second to grasp her meaning. When he did, the image she suggested—giving each other oral pleasure at the same time—flooded his mind, making him even harder. Even more frantic.
“Hate to have to break it to you, but you’re definitely not sweet, Kate Jones,” he said with a ragged laugh.
“Thank heaven.”
He ran the flat of his palm down her body to her hip. Then he slid his fingers into her curls, into the slick, hot crevice, knowing she was ready. “Except maybe here,” he whispered as he slid his finger into her.
She tightened around him, moaning and bumping against his hand. He gave her what she wanted, flicking her tight little clit with his thumb until she cooed, then inserting another finger into her, stroking her G-spot from within. “Yeah, you’re very sweet here.” He could tell by her cries she was within seconds of climaxing.
“No fair. We’re supposed to go together this time,” she said with a whimper.
Before he knew what she was doing, she’d pushed him, rolled him over so she could straddle him on the floor. “Better.”
Looking up at what had to be the most glorious sight on the planet, he had to agree.
Kate stared down at him, seeing the passion and admiration he could never have feigned. He was hard beneath her bottom, and close to where she wanted him. She shifted slightly until his penis slid into the wet folds of skin concealing her opening.
He growled.
“What? Not good?” She knew damn well it was.
“You know it’s good. It’s just not enough.”
“Anxious, are we?”
He ripped open the condom with his teeth, showing her how anxious he was. She took a glance at their reflection, amazed at the sensuality of the moment. She slid back and forth over him, using his hardness to stroke her clitoris until she gasped.
“You like watching, too.” Jack’s stare met hers in the mirror.
She nodded. Then, knowing he watched her every move, Kate slid her hands up her body, until she cupped her own breasts.
“Keep going.”
She did, catching her nipples between her fingers. “Mmm. But not as good as your hands.”
He complied, replacing her hands with his own, then leaning up to suck one nipple deeply into his mouth.
Kate had her first orgasm instantaneously. She was still shuddering from it as she plucked the condom from his fingers and moved out of the way to roll it down over him.
When he was fully sheathed, she held herself above him. She caught his stare and held it. Then, with aching precision and slowness, she slid down on him, taking him completely into her body, inch