by Q. Malone
“Megan.”
Jase? She spun back around and turned the flashlight full force on to his face. The torrent of water had slicked down his hair, turning the fair color darker, almost black. His T-shirt clung tight to his shoulders and broad chest. The water had plastered the cotton material to his abdomen, and she could see every single abdominal muscle. Jesus. She licked her lips nervously. “You scared me, Jase.”
He strode toward her with long sure strides. “What are you doing out here?”
“Power went out, so I wanted to turn on the generator. Then I thought I heard something.”
His eyes flared as he stared down at her. “So you thought it would be a good idea to go check it out.” He stared pointedly at her breasts. “Naked?”
Her head snapped down to the Kimono and sure enough the rain had rendered the white silk transparent. “Oh god.”
He didn't tear his eyes from her breasts. His hands balled up into fists, and he kept them rigidly at his side. “You should have called me.”
“I'm capable of flipping on my own generator.”
“It's not exactly safe out here with the storm.”
Jase licked his lips, and despite the cool rain, Megan’s body heated from the tips of her toes to the tips of her ears. Jase's gaze roamed hungrily over her body. Every place he touched with his eyes burned and melted. Her knees wobbled under the scrutiny. Jase had a way of making her feel wanton. Desirable.
The way he stared at her, like she was an oasis in the middle of the dessert with the coolest water he’d ever tasted. No one had ever looked at her like that before.
Opting for boldness she met his gaze.
***
Holy shit. Megan was naked. Rain slicked and naked. Fat droplets of rain splashed her fair skin, then dripped down in rivulets. Her face, the tips of her breasts, her sex, her long slim legs. For a long minute, Jase couldn't move. His brain's engine turned over and over and over but couldn't send the commands to the rest of his body to stake his claim. He’d spent a year and a half wanting her from afar. And now she was his for the taking. Wet and for the taking. Slick and for the taking. Where else was she wet and slick?
Finally his internal engine roared to life. In one long stride, he closed the distance between them and tugged her to him, slanting his lips over hers. Electricity sparked and crackled between them as he kissed her. When he delved his tongue into her warm, waiting mouth, she sucked it. Damn. She tasted like honey and rain and woman. He loved the way her lips felt against his. Their tongues danced, mating as he continued to explore her mouth. When she tentatively dipped her tongue into his mouth, the blood pounded in his ears. It drowned out any thought. All that was left was the need for this woman--for Megan. His hands explored every inch of soft, exposed skin. Cupping her ass, tracing fingertips over the small of her back. Running his hands around her ribcage and over her breasts.
He tested the weight of the soft globes, teased the pebbled tips with his thumbs. She dragged one of her hands from his hair and placed it over his. Guiding his hands, she showed him how to pluck, tug, and tease the taut tip. Megan moaned in his mouth as he took the lessons learned on one breast and applied them to the other nipple. Those mewling sounds slid from her throat, and he swallowed every sound.
Above them, thunder roared again. He wanted to take her inside, wanted to take her in the bed. But something deeper, more primal took over. He'd waited long enough to have her; he wasn’t waiting another minute.
Dragging his lips from hers, Jase trailed open-mouthed kisses along her jaw line, then the column of her throat. She even tasted sweet like honey, like she'd soaked in the stuff. It made his head spin.
He placed feather-light kisses over her collar bone, and Megan's hands were in his hair again. She tried to guide him to her breast, but he delayed.
Impatient, she moaned. “Jase, please.”
He smiled against her petal-soft skin as he kissed lower. He hovered just above her right nipple and blew. Megan shivered. When he wrapped his lips over the taut tip, they both moaned low and deep. She arched her back to give him better access. He drew the tip deeper into his mouth and suckled her, needing to consume every inch of her. When he drew back, she called out.
“No. Jase, don't stop. “
He smiled to himself as he oh-so-gently scraped her nipple with his teeth. Megan's body bucked and quivered in his arms, and she held tight onto him, holding his head to her breast. Did she just—
Jase peered up at her, and her eyes were glassy, her pupils dilated, and her eyelids at half-mast. She looked like she’d just been thoroughly fucked. And he'd barely touched her. “Megan, baby, are you okay?”
She nodded slowly. “Uh yes, they--my breasts are really sensitive.”
“I'll say.” He couldn’t help the self-satisfied smirk as it started to spread across his face. He'd have a lot of fun with this new trick he’d learned. He wanted nothing more than to make her come again and again, and she’d just given him some ammo to help him do that.
Jase trailed kissed along her belly stopping at her belly button to dip his tongue inside, tasting her sweet flesh. He kissed lower still, and Megan stiffened. “Relax, sweetheart. I'm not going to do anything you don’t want. If you don’t like something, just let me know, okay?”
She nodded. Her eyes wide.
“Good, now can you widen your legs for me, please?”
She complied.
“A little wider. Yeah, that's it. Like that.”
As Jase kneeled in front of her, he gazed at her in awe. She was so gorgeous and so hot for him. He loved it. Loved how she felt. Tracing his knuckles across her downy curls, he teased her pussy lips apart.
“Do you like this, baby?”
Her reply was so quiet he barely heard her above the rain and the thunder. “Y-yes.”
Jase placed a soft kiss just above her mound and used his thumbs to separate the slick flesh. Megan whimpered. Her scent was intoxicating. So uniquely Megan. He could stay like this forever and pay homage to her beauty. Leaning forward, he lapped at her silken folds with his tongue, and she cried out, shaking in his hands. He continued with long, lazy licks from her cleft to her clitoris, and she shook. With one hand, he guided hers to his shoulders so she could use him for support.
When his tongue reached her moist entrance again, he dipped it inside, working it in as far as it would go. He lapped up her juices as he gently fucked her with his tongue. Showing her what his cock was so desperate to do to her.
It didn't take long before she began to quake again. He could feel the inner walls of her pussy as they contracted around his tongue, trying to trap him inside and keep him there. While she came, he kept up the steady rhythm of his licks. Continuing to work her until she leaned down on him like a rag doll.
How had he gotten so lucky with such a responsive woman? Placing a soft kiss on her clit, he gazed up and studied her.
Jase ached with need. He was pretty sure his zipper would leave a permanent impression on his cock. But he didn’t care. This was about Megan. If he had to wait a million years to come, he could do it.
Kissing his way back up her body, he paused at the breast he'd neglected earlier and chastely kissed the tip. Megan gasped. “Oh, God, Jase I don't think I can take anymore. I--this is—”
He wrapped his lips around her nipple, and she stopped protesting just long enough to moan. Languidly, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Jase muttered around her nipple, “Hush now. Just feel. That's all you have to do. Just enjoy yourself.”
The rain plastered his clothing to him, but he didn't dare take a stitch of it off. If he did, he'd be taking Megan in the mud. At that wasn't quite the plan. They'd go inside. In just another minute. He wanted to see if he could get just one more orgasm from her. Just one. Then he'd stop being greedy.
His teeth scraped her nipple as he slid a finger into her slick channel. She was so slick and so wet for him. She'd already come twice, and her body was pliant and ready. Megan took his finge
r and arched her back, rocking her hips into his hand. “That's it, baby.” he muttered against her flesh. “Enjoy what’s happening.”
Jase retreated one finger and slid in two. Megan whimpered. God, she was so ready. “Jase, I need you inside me.”
“I am inside you.”
“No--”
He interrupted her by hooking his fingers inside her and teasing her G-spot.
“Jase, I want you to make love to me.”
“That’s what we're doing, Megs.”
He knew what she wanted. But she'd have to wait. He was enjoying her too much. He wanted to leave no inch of her unexplored before he sank into her. Once he had his dick inside her, there'd be no exploration. He’d be all about never leaving and far too preoccupied in bliss to explore every hidden nook and cranny.
Jase worked a third finger into her, and Megan inhaled sharply. He met her gaze, every muscle in his body going tense. “Are you okay? Am I hurting you?”
“N-no, you feel so good.”
Jase relaxed by degrees but slid his fingers out of her. With the tips of his fingers, he spread her juices across her perineum. When the tip of his ring finger caressed the tight rosette of her anus, she tugged hard on his hair. Again, he was worried. “You don't like this?”
“I—” She shook her head.
Immediately he retracted his finger. “We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”
“N-no. I liked it. I was just su-surprised.”
“We can go slow. I'm just going to tease you a little okay?”
She nodded, and his finger slid back to the tight pucker, and Jase went back to kissing her nipples. He worked her slick juices into the tiny pucker until he felt her relax. Jase slid his index and middle finger into her slick pussy again while he teased her. He continued to suckle her and felt the telltale quake and quiver he'd come to recognize as her impending orgasm.
He laved her nipple again just as his ring finger penetrated her rear channel. He slid in and retreated in time to his fingers, working her pussy. With his thumb, he circled her clitoris. Once, twice, again, and again. The orgasm that rocked through her was enough to make her go limp and bring him to his knees as her body trapped his questing digits indie her.
Jase ached with the need to come. He gritted his teeth against the rawness of the need. Now they could go inside. He could get her toweled off and in bed, then he'd make--
Megan wrapped delicate fingers around his cock.
The expletive flew out of his moth before he could think. “Megan. Stop. I'm going to come. I'm too close. I'd rather come inside you than inside my jeans like some kid.”
She just continued to work him. “You're so big.” She tested the girth of him. “Is that why you've insisted on all those orgasms?”
“I—Jesus--Megan. I—”
Megan licked her lips as she stared down at where the rain had molded his jeans to his cock. “What’s the matter, Jase? Cat got your tongue?”
“Megan, you can't. This is—”
“After what you've just done to me, I think I can.” She stroked him again, and his knees wobbled. His brain couldn't focus. The only messages it was getting out were to his cock. Come, come. Come. You know you want to. Just come.
When Jase heard the sound of the zipper, he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to think of anything other than climbing on top of her and burying his cock deep while she got a grass burn on her ass.
When she released him, cool rain water splashed on his erection. He thought it would help to cool him off, but it didn’t. It just reminded him that there was somewhere soft and warm he wanted to be.
Megan stared. Her lips silently formed the word “wow”. Then she pouted. “I left all my condoms inside. Maybe I'll just have to settle for kissing—I”
“Pocket.” It was the only word his sex addled brain would form.
She smiled up at him. “I love a man who's prepared.” She rummaged around in his pocket until she found the condom. She made quick work of the foil and gently rolled the latex onto his cock. Jase watched her blankly as she worked it over him. Unable to think, unable to move.
Megan leaned down and placed a hot kiss on the tip, and Jase lost it. To hell if she ended up with grass burn, he wasn't waiting any longer. He smoothed his hands down her backside and scooped her up, forcing her thighs to splay and her legs to wrap around him.
Her hot sex hovered directly over his cock, and he slowly slid her down on top of him. She moaned, and his vision went blurry as she sank over him, inch by excruciating inch. Knowing he wasn’t steady on his feet, Jase backed her up against the side of the house, bracing her back against it. He retreated until only the tip of hic cock was still inside her, then he slid home again. As he continued to slide into her, he kissed her using his tongue in the same way that he used his cock. The tingle started at the base of his spine, and he knew he'd be gone soon, but not before giving her another orgasm. He circled her nipple with his thumb and forefinger, and her breath caught. But still she didn’t come. With his left hand, he slid his fingers down the seam of her ass and paused at the pucker. Megan was still so slick from before that the tip of his middle finger slipped in easily to the knuckle. He retreated in time with his cock and slid in to the next knuckled when he surged inside her again.
Jase worked her for three more hard strokes and slipped another finger inside to join his middle finger. Finally, he felt the walls of her pussy and ass convulse. A harsh cry tore out of her throat, and she went limp against him. With two more thrusts, the edges of his vision went black, and he joined her in oblivion.
Chapter 7
Megan could barely move, her muscles were so fatigued. After they'd come inside from the rain, Jase had grabbed towels and dried them both off after peeling off his clothes, which of course had prompted another round of wild lovemaking. Even now, his arm wrapped around her waist tightly as he snored. She smiled to herself. Not a dream. He was hers. All hers. She wasn't going to let him go. Not for anything. Turning in his embrace, she blinked up at him.
Even in a state of rest, his erection was impressive. Wow, how the hell had she lucked out with that? Smiling to herself, she reached down and wrapped a hand around the semi ridged length of him. Her fingers barely made it all the way around. His cock twitched in her hand and began to engorge.
She kept her eyes on his. His breathing was still deep, and his eyes were still closed. And he was still snoring. His brain probably had him in happy dreamland. Scooting down the length of him, she trailed kisses across his hair-dusted chest and abdomen, pausing only to tease his belly button. When she dipped her tongue inside, his stomach muscles tightened.
The sound of a light snore filled the silence in the room. Okay then, he was a heavy sleeper. Not that she blamed him. After everything that they'd done and his previous double shift, she should probably let him sleep.
But before that, she wanted to taste him like he'd tasted her. The moment she wrapped her lips around the tip of his erection, Jase's hips bucked off the bed.
“Jesus, Megan, what are you doing?”
She licked him. “I think that should be pretty obvious.” She licked him again, adding a slow pump of her hand over the length of him.
He groaned.
Now that he was awake, she fully explored. With her tongue, she bathed the length of him, up and down, up and down, pausing only to tease the underside of the tip with her tongue.
“Oh shit, Megan, please.” His erection bobbed in an attempt to seat deeper in her mouth.
She smiled while her hands pumped the length of him, working in conjunction with his rocking hips. He reached a hand down, placing it over hers, and guided her hands, showing her how he liked it. Squeezing her hand to guide her in how much pressure to use. And increasing her tempo.
Megan trailed one of her hands down to his balls and lightly teased the tight sac with her finger nails as she sucked him. She took him deep, until his cock hit the back of her throat as she played with his balls. Whe
n she tugged the sac gently, he reached a hand into her hair, twining the strands around his fingers and guided her sucking
“Megan, baby, you feel so good. “
On a down stroke with her mouth, Megan hollowed out her cheeks and forced her throat to relax, taking him even deeper.
“Fuck, Megan. Fuck. Fuck.”
His balls tightened, and she tasted him as he lost full control, surrendering to what she was doing to him.
As she licked him, she smiled to herself, but her self-satisfaction was short lived. Jase had her lifted and under him in seconds. “That wasn’t supposed to happen so fast.”
She smirked. “What can I say, but I've got skills.”
Jase’s eyes darkened. “Yes, yes you do.” Jase reached over to the night stand and grabbed another condom, sheathing himself.
Megan's eyes went wide. “How can you still—”
His grin flashed, making her heart stutter. “I've got skills too, Megan.”
Jase hooked his arms under her knees bringing her legs up, opening her wide for him. He sank in with no resistance from her. They both groaned as he seated himself within her. His intense gaze bore into hers as he made love to her. Never once did his gaze waver. Over and over again he would bring her to the brink, and then slow down his pace, torturing her.
He leaned down to kiss her deeply as he stroked deep inside her. They both came in a lazy rolling orgasm that seemed to pass from her to him and back again. He collapsed on top of her, but shifted their bodies so they both lay on their sides. Still deep inside her, he stroked a thumb over her cheek. “I love you, Megan Rhodes. I loved you even when I shouldn’t have. You realize that now that I have you, you're going to have a bitch of a time getting rid of me?”
She grinned as warmth spread throughout her body. “I'm glad to hear that. I'm not going anywhere. I love you, Jase Collins.”