The sectional lounger suddenly seemed too small for the two of them. His hand slid up under her T-shirt, and the calluses on his hands raised goose bumps all over her torso. The sensation was so sensual she had a hard time not shedding her restrictive clothing. Funny, when I put these on, they weren’t this damn tight. Slowly, his leg slipped between hers, ramping up her desire for him even more and making his arousal all the more noticeable.
Reaching up, she slowly pulled the band loose from his hair again. The strands slid down to hang like curtains around them. She ran her fingers through his silky hair, massaging his scalp, and his eyes slid shut on a soft moan of apparent pleasure. “Fuck, that’s sexy.”
His eyes snapped open at her words. “Wow.”
“What?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you drop an f-bomb before.”
“Sorry, do you not like it?”
“Hearing that word come from you is actually kind of hot.”
She laughed and shook her head. “I’d say typical man comment, but I already know you aren’t the typical man.” As she shifted to palm his erection through his pants, she had a sense of falling and almost took them both off the lounger onto the floor.
“Whoa, where do you think you’re going? I’m sure this is more comfortable than the floor, hon.”
“Ha, ha…let’s move somewhere with a bit more surface area.”
Ash framed her face with his hands, slipping his fingers into the hair at her temples. “Are you sure you want to take things further so soon?”
“Yes. Don’t you think four years—hell, we’re closing in on five now—is long enough?”
“God, yes, but I don’t want you regretting anything.”
“Unless you’re a quick draw, I can’t think of anything I’ll regret. Well, except for not grabbing the chance in the first place.”
With a slight laugh, he said, “I’d like to say I’m anything but a quick draw, but this first time with you, I can’t guarantee anything. I’ll try like hell not to be though.”
“Doesn’t matter to me anyway. Finally being able to have you next to me is just as good right now.”
Ash stood and held out his hand to help her up. She found the remote and turned off the TV before taking his hand. Once they stood facing each other, he pulled her into his embrace again. He ran his hands down her sides to palm her butt, and picked her up. She quickly wrapped her legs around his hips. The move left his erection rubbing over her already sensitive mound. She couldn’t wait to get out of her clothes, they’d become tighter, heavier—a barrier she couldn’t stand.
Keeping his hands on her ass for support, he asked, “Still the second door on the right?”
What the hell? She was a bit surprised and a lot confused. “Yeah, how did you know that?”
“A school friend of mine used to live here with his parents. I helped them paint when they moved in and spent a lot of time here as a kid.”
“I was about to ask if you’d been here snooping while I was at work this week.”
His eyes twinkled as she stared into them, making her wonder if she wasn’t partly right. But she knew he wouldn’t, he was too honest with everything else to hide sneaking into her house from her.
“You’ve gone all tense on me again. I wouldn’t come in here without your permission, you should know that.”
“I do, it just caught me off guard.”
“I shouldn’t have made it seem like I might have. I forgot about your ex stalking you for a while after your divorce. Relax, I would never come here without clearing it with you first.” He hugged her to him as he walked to the bedroom.
The motion of his steps ground his hard cock against her more firmly. She dropped her forehead to his shoulder and said, “Shit, hurry up. You’re killin’ me here.”
His laugh curled her toes again. Damn how does he do that with just a laugh? “Okay, that didn’t help. Get a move on, cowboy.”
“Cowboy, huh?”
“Yeah, if you mosey any slower I might just die from lack of proper loving.”
“Well, I can’t let that happen.” His hands shifted to her ass again, one slipping far enough he could stroke her pussy through her jeans. “Wow, you are ready aren’t you?”
“Mmmm…” She let her head fall back on her shoulders as his fingers pressed a little harder. “Holy hell.”
A tremor ran through his shoulders under her grasp, and a grin tightened the muscles in her cheeks when she sensed him gain speed to her room.
“Nice.”
Her bedroom was her haven, all burgundy, brown, and gold. All her books and personal mementos were there, arranged with the greatest of care. She had created a reading nook in one corner, which contained a floor lamp with adjustable lights and an oversized armchair she could comfortably curl up in to read her favorite authors. Her bed was a queen-size, with a canopy of crisscrossing wrought iron bars that met in the center forming an intricate, circular, lace pattern. Nothing too frou-frou, she definitely wasn’t a ruffles and flowers type.
“Okay, I can’t see a thing. Do you keep it dark enough in here?”
“I like it dark when I sleep. Take two steps to your left.” When he’d taken the two steps she reached behind him and opened the bathroom door. The automatic nightlight gave off enough light to see. “I can see you just fine, how about you?” She tucked up under his chin and kissed his throat, dragging a moan up through his torso. The rumble from his chest made her nipples tingle and sent a shiver down her spine.
As he laid her on the bed, she slid his shirt up out of his waistband and over his head. The muscle definition was a beautiful thing to behold. The best webcam in the world couldn’t have done him as much justice as he deserved. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they caressed his eight-pack abs, his pecks, tweaked his nipples with her fingernails, and moved up to his shoulders. She couldn’t get enough. To have him skin to skin with her would be heaven.
Pushing him to the side, she sat up and shoved him onto his back. She straddled his hips, grabbed the hem of her shirt, and jerked it off.
Ash’s sudden inhale of breath seemed to echo in the room. “Beautiful.”
He splayed his hands on her torso, his fingers brushing the bottom of her breasts. The touch lightened as his hands skimmed around her ribcage to the closure of her bra. The bra straps fell to the crooks of her arms as soon as he released the back.
Without a word he sat her up straighter, latched on to a breast and sucked it into his hot, wet mouth. Jess threaded her fingers through his hair and palmed his head as he gently rolled her nipple between his teeth, which pulled a throaty moan from her. The pressure slowly increased to a bite.
She fisted his hair close to his scalp. “Ah, easy there, tiger. She can only take so much.”
He released her breast and before moving to the next said, “Just testing the water, hon.”
She chuckled as he sucked her other nipple into the wet warmth of his mouth. Ash gave one last hard suckle before releasing her breast with a loud pop.
“You really need to get out of these pants.” With a quick jerk on her waistband, he loosened the button and lowered the zipper. He swiftly flipped her to her back, slid back on the bed, and grabbed her jeans at the hems, yanking them off her body. Crawling back up, he tucked his fingers into the elastic of her panties and slid them off slowly.
“You have too many clothes on, Ash. I need you now.”
She attempted to sit up to unbutton his jeans, but he brushed her hands away and pushed her back down on the bed. Taking his time, he unbuttoned his pants, slowly dropping them to the floor. “Ooh, commando, I like.”
With a wink he stepped out of the puddle of fabric around his ankles and crawled onto the bed to lean over her. She wrapped her fingers around his hard cock, stroking his length, and his eyelids close as if the sensation was too enjoyable.
“Be careful, you’ll have things over before we begin.” He kissed her temple, down her cheek, and then suc
ked her earlobe between his lips. The gentle, circular motion of her thumb over his frenulum made him quickly release her ear with a sharp inhale.
He grasped her wrist. “I need to be inside you.”
“Good, because I need you inside me.” Retaining hold of his erection, she grabbed a condom from her nightstand. She pushed Ash up so he sat back on his heels and watched his thigh and stomach muscles flex while she carefully rolled the latex down his cock.
He grabbed her by the shoulders, forcing her to look him in the eye. He slammed his lips to hers. The passion he released showed her he couldn’t take anymore teasing. Jess held on to him as he laid them back on the bed and slid his cock inside her in one smooth movement. She had the urge to weep at the perfectness of the moment.
As he stilled in place, she wrapped her legs around his thighs and—God bless kegels—she squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles. He groaned as she repeated the motion.
“Sweet heaven, please don’t do that right now. There’s no way I’ll be able to last if you keep that up. Just give me a minute.” He leaned his forehead against hers and took a deep breath before moving slowly. As he pushed forward, his pelvic bone hit her clit with just the right amount of pressure to begin her climb to climax.
“Ah, yes.” As she writhed beneath him, he shifted his position and hooked his arms under her knees, pulling them up to change the angle of her hips for deeper penetration.
“You’re like warm silk wrapped around my cock—pure heaven, and when you tightened those internal muscles, pure hell. Only because I won’t be able to withstand much of that very often. The sensation is indescribable.”
“So I shouldn’t do this again?” She tightened her vaginal muscles once more as he thrust in, slowing his withdrawal. His body trembled as he drew to a halt. She could feel him fighting for control. As she released her muscles slowly, he slid back in until he was fully seated inside her.
“That is amazing. Please don’t do it again.”
Her chuckle had him squirming again. “Don’t tell me you can feel that too.”
“Yes, I can. The vibration of your laugh travels through you right into the head of my dick.”
Of course she chuckled more. “I’m so sorry. I can’t help it.” One pump of his hips brought her laughing to a sudden end. She sucked in a breath and grasped his shoulders as he towered over her. The nightlight allowed her to see the desire and something deeper shining in his eyes.
Could she dare to hope he was falling in love with her? A sharp thrust of his hips had her paying attention.
“Come back. Where did you go?”
“I didn’t go anywhere. I was just thinking about you.”
“What about me?”
“How much you feel like home. Don’t freak out or anything. I just mean how comfortable it is between us.”
“Why would I freak out, when I was thinking the same thing about you?” He punctuated his statement with a slow, deep stroke.
His deep penetration caused her to tremble. Much more and she’d be a puddle under him. “Mmmm…do that again.”
“You mean this?” He withdrew so slowly she almost told him to hurry, then sank just as slowly into her, ending with a sharp, short thrust of his pelvis once he was fully seated inside her.
Her internal muscles clenched him on their own. Her body knew what it wanted—slow and easy wasn’t it. She tightened her vaginal muscles more and urged him to go faster. “Harder, baby, please.”
He groaned as she clenched down on his cock again. Pulling back, he thrust into her harder and faster than before. When he hit her G-spot, she tightened her hold on his biceps. He took the hint and continued to stroke, hitting her most sensitive spot every time.
“I don’t know how much longer I can hold off. You feel too good.”
“Let yourself go, baby. I don’t want you to hold back.”
His body tensed at her words, the rhythm he’d set faltered. On his next thrust she was the one who couldn’t hold back anymore. Neither could he apparently. They each called the other’s name as they came together.
He slowly released her legs, and she pulled him down into her arms. She slid her tongue over his bottom lip before sucking it between her teeth, only releasing it to slip her tongue into his mouth, cherishing the feel of his lips on hers.
He broke the kiss, his cock slid from her pussy, and he slid to her side, pulling her into his arms. “I’m glad you moved here. But next time I don’t listen to what you’re telling me, kick my ass. I’ve made us waste time we could have spent being happy.”
Her heart swelled at his words. “I love you.”
She hadn’t meant to say those words yet. They slipped out before she could stop them.
“That’s a good thing since I love you too.”
She turned in his arms to see his face illuminated by the nightlight. A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and he wiped it away with a touch of his lips.
Tucking her head up under his chin, she yawned.
Tightening his embrace, he said, “Go to sleep. I’m not going anywhere.”
The next thing she knew, sunlight was peeking through her eyelids. When she opened her eyes, she was looking at a smiling Ash. “Good morning, darlin’.”
“Good morning, hon. Seems odd to be saying that to your face and not your pic on my phone.” His grin grew into a smile as he brushed her hair away from her face.
“So what now?”
“Now that we’re face-to-face, we have a lot of lost time to make up for. And I plan on starting now.” He kissed her as if he were drowning and she his life preserver. There was so much passion in that one kiss she thought she might combust at any moment.
He pulled back and kissed the corners of her lips then each of her closed eyelids.
“We have the rest of our lives.”
*The End*
About the Author
Ariana Gaynor has worked in the literary industry for fourteen years.
She spends her time in Central Ohio, loving her kids, along with her dog Shadow, lizard Izzy, and helping other authors.
Once the house is quiet and work is over she spends her time writing.
She started reading her mother’s Harlequin and Silhouette romances in junior high, and then moved on to horror and suspense stories from Edgar Allan Poe, Steven King, Clive Barker, Ann Rice, and James Patterson.
Sewing, crocheting, and knitting are a few hobbies she enjoys.
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