Naturally Naughty - Leslie Kelly [75]
After a few moments she kissed her way up his body to his lips, then slid one leg across his hips. She rubbed against him, letting her juices spread over his erection, and it felt so good, so damn good to be close to her, without the barrier of a condom, that he nearly came right then. He would like for there to be no barriers between them, of any kind. Ever.
“You amaze me,” he admitted as he stared up at her.
“Even though there’s only one of me?”
“One’s all I want, Kate,” he murmured. “One you.”
She leaned down to kiss him, their tongues swirling languorously. Her breasts brushed his chest and her warm mound remained tantalizingly close to his penis.
“Not yet,” he told her when she retrieved a condom from her purse on the floor next to the mattress.
Raising a curious brow, she stared at him. He smiled as he cupped her hips. Tugging her forward, he slid down to meet her. She watched him, her eyes wide and excited as she understood what he wanted. What he had to have.
“Are you sure you…”
“Oh, yeah,” he replied as he positioned her bottom on his chest and her beautiful, sweet, wet opening right in front of his hungry mouth. Then he tasted her, holding her hips as she bucked in delight at the intimate contact.
The position gave him the perfect access to pleasure her, and himself. He licked, stroked and suckled her until she came right in his mouth, her body trembling and hot as she leaned against the wall above his head for support. And that wasn’t enough. He kept tasting her, sliding his tongue into her, demanding that she give him more until she cried out as a second orgasm ratcheted through her body.
Only then did he let her go, rolling her onto her back and reaching for the condom she’d dropped.
“I guess two is better than one sometimes, isn’t it? Twice the pleasure?” he said with a chuckle, referring to her orgasms. Sheathing himself, he plunged into her even before she’d stopped panting from her orgasms.
“Oh, yes,” she cried.
He didn’t move at first, just savored the wet heat in which he was enveloped. Looking at her face, he saw her parted lips, the flush in her cheeks, the long lashes on her lowered eyelids.
She began to move beneath him, her body telling him what she wanted. He gladly gave it to her. Slowly, with deep, steady, sure strokes, he moved in and out of her until she began to moan and roll her head back and forth on the pillow.
“More, Jack, please,” she whispered, bending her legs even higher and tilting her hips up, inviting him deeper inside.
He knew what she wanted and how she wanted it. Faster. Harder. Mind-numbing and scream-inducing.
Kate didn’t want sweet. Kate wanted hot.
He complied with a groan, tugging one of her legs over his shoulder and plunging harder than before. Her eyes flew open.
“Good?”
“God, yes,” she muttered through choppy indrawn breaths. “I want you so deep inside me that I don’t know if I’m feeling your body or my own.”
“Oh, I think I can guarantee you’re going to know it’s mine,” he said with a chuckle as he ground against her.
She hissed and met his every move, smiling as he gave her what she wanted.
He watched as she moved her hands up her legs, reaching for her own breasts. She plucked at her nipples with her fingertips, sexy little pants still coming from between her lips. “Four hands might be good right now,” she said.
Remembering her incredible sensitivity right there, and wanting to give her everything she desired, Jack slid out of her.
“What are you…”
“Shh,” he whispered, giving her a smile that said Trust me. She watched, wide-eyed as he reached for her hip and gently rolled her onto her belly. He heard her moan into the pillow, obviously realizing how he wanted to take her.
“Oh, yes, absolutely,” she said as she lifted her curvy bottom and hips, offering herself. The most tempting offer he’d ever had.
“Up, baby,” he whispered, pulling her to her