by Mary Wine
“Stay out there, Shane Jacobs! I’ll shower at my own pace!”
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His cock was still ramrod straight. Her eyes fastened onto the erection with amazement. The weapon hadn’t slackened at all.
Christina shrugged and forced one foot onto the carpeting. She didn’t know what she was doing, only that she’d regret not tasting this man completely before he left her life again.
“Drop the towel.”
She batted her eyelashes instead. Shane blinked his eyes and looked again to make sure that was what he’d seen. He’d never seen a woman actually do that sort of thing. She trailed a single finger over the top of her towel and fluttered her lashes again.
“You mean this towel?” Her finger traveled over the swell of each breast as she looked at him far too innocently. “You know something, Shane Jacobs? Your mother should have taught you how to ask a lady for what you want.” Her finger tapped the center of her bottom lip as she lowered her lashes and watched him through them. The pit of his stomach knotted with anticipation. She sucked just the very end of that finger between her lips making him groan.
“You see, Shane, I’m not too sure why I have to point this out to you, but I am not one of your men.” She turned around and looked over her shoulder as she unhooked her towel and held the ends open. The blue terrycloth dipped lower across her back. “In fact, it’s somewhat insulting that you haven’t noticed I don’t look anything like a man at all.”
“I noticed, all right.”
“There you go again.” The towel went back around her body and she turned to show him that she’d tucked the ends back over each other. “Scowling and hollering at me. That’s really no way to get what you want from a girl.”
Her game restored her balance. Christina was suddenly having fun instead of shivering in pure response to the man. His eyes roamed over her body before he curled his lips back to show her his teeth. He looked every inch the commanding officer as he aimed his hard eyes at her.
“Lose the towel, now.”
“Would you like to know a secret?” Her fingers lingered over the tucked edges of her towel as she fluttered her eyelashes again. Shane felt that knot in his stomach tighten.
“Sure.”
“I shaved in the shower…everywhere.”
“Please drop that Goddamn towel.”
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Gravity was his best friend. Christina plucked the end of her towel free and let it fall to her feet. His eyes targeted her mons and his mouth almost fell open.
Every last strand of golden hair was gone. Her cleft was open to his gaze as she stood and let him look his fill.
“You are so stunning, honey.” It was more than her creamy skin. The relaxed look on her face made her the most beautiful creature on the planet. She was embracing their need for each other and simply enjoying her body. That was a confidence most women never found, the ability to accept who they were. It went beyond surface beauty and traveled into the deep attraction that took root in the soul.
No man had ever looked at her the way Shane did. He saw through her practiced responses and forced her to reveal her true nature to him. It was so very freeing in that moment. She was just a woman who was going to share her body with a man. Nervousness tried to sneak into her head but she resisted its lure. Instead she looked back into the hazel eyes that were filling with the heat of conquest. Shane Jacobs was done playing. He was ready to be fed.
He lifted one hand and beckoned to her with the crock of a single finger. “Come over here, honey.”
It was less than a step but being asked made her smile. Her body shivered as she lifted one foot and stepped into his embrace. His hand cupped her chin and raised it to be inspected by his eyes.
“Relax, honey, I won’t hurt you.”
He tightened one arm around her waist and finished closing the gap between them. Her skin erupted with sensation as it meshed with his. The crisp hair covering his chest felt so right against her. He lifted her from the ground as his mouth covered hers. Christina lifted her arms to clasp the shoulders she’d spent so much time coveting. Her fingertips traced the ridges and ripples of hard muscle as Shane carried her to her bed.
Her back touched the sheets as his mouth pushed hers open in a deep kiss of intention. His hands slid down the sides of her body in a slow motion that began at her chest and curved along her waist and then out again over her hips. His body didn’t follow her onto the bed. Instead his mouth lowered to her breasts as he sat back on his knees and used his grip on her hips to pull her toward him. Her thighs were forced to spread as she got closer to his body.
“Do you have idea how sexy a bare pussy is?”
If she hadn’t she did now. His face almost frightened her with its intensity, dark and hard, his eyes focused on her spread body as his hands gripped her hips and held them exactly where he wanted her. But a rush of excitement hit her as she watched the way he looked her open sex. Her clit pulsed with need as she watched his sharp gaze center on the little bud.
The bed moved as he left it, slipped over the edge and knelt on the floor. His hands pulled her toward him again as his shoulders forced her legs to continue spreading even further apart.
“A bare pussy just begs to be eaten.”
Her breath caught in her chest as his head dipped and that hot mouth covered her mons. Her hips bucked away from the bed as pleasure shot straight up into her womb. Shane held her in place as he pressed another kiss over her spread body. The tip of his tongue probed the folds of her sex as she twisted with the wave of pleasure.
His hand released her hips and stroked firmly over her belly. His mouth caught the top of her sex and sucked it, making her whimper. Every inch of her body was too hot! Sweat beaded on her forehead as she flung her arms above her head and clawed at the bedding. Her torso twisted as his mouth continued its torment.
His hand touched her mons and spread the two folds apart uncovering her little nub. Cool air hit the bundle of nerve endings, making her shiver. Her eyes popped open to watch Shane’s head as he lowered his mouth to suck on her clit.
She cried out as pleasure split her in two. It was too tight and hot, everything twisting and tightening under the tip of his tongue. He drove her toward climax again as she moaned in a low voice that didn’t even sound human.
Just as she began to shatter, his hand moved. His tongue still worried the nub controlling her pleasure but two thick fingers thrust deeply into her passage. The climax speared through her body with the penetration. Her hips gave a desperate surge upwards as he worked his fingers in and out of her body with her shudders.
“That’s it, honey, ride it out.”
His cock was painful as Shane pressed his fingers into the wet pussy it craved. He penetrated her body again as she lay gasping for breath. Her body clung to his fingers making his erection twitch in anticipation of the tight embrace. Instead he stood up and walked toward the nightstand.
Her eyes flew open as he left her. She could smell his male skin all around her. It was carried into her lungs with her labored breaths and seemed to transfuse through the membranes of her lungs right into her bloodstream. He moved back toward the bed and her eyes found the thrust of his hard cock. Her hand reached for the weapon from pure need. The raw gasp from his lips made her roll over and slide her hand all the way up his length.
His cock was hot against her palm, the skin stretched over its width. Pulling her hand back down, she moved her fingers over the swollen head of it. Fluid crowned the tip and she sat up to taste him.
“Oh God, Christina!” His hand fisted in her hair as she relaxed her jaw to open her mouth even further. She wanted to taste him exactly like he’d tasted her. She needed to apply the same pleasure to her partner and listen to him moan with a satisfaction that she incited.
“Christ, baby, that feels so damn good!”
She smiled around his cock as his hand cupped her head. His hips thrust forward as she stroked the skin with her tongue. A harsh s
ound came from his chest making her bolder. Rising onto her elbows, she used her hands to stroke the length she couldn’t get into her mouth. His hips began to thrust toward her as his breath hissed between his clenched teeth.
Every girl’s locker room whisper rose into her memory as she used her tongue to circle the head in her mouth. Her fingers worked up and down his cock as she relaxed and opened her mouth wider. His fingers twisted in her hair almost brutally as his hips jerked and thrust toward her face. A hot blast of fluid hit her tongue as his body became rigid.
Christina licked every last drop of his climax away, and she purred around his staff as triumph filled her. His hand relaxed as he dropped onto the bed with her, and pulling her against his body, he placed her head against his laboring chest. Low cussing rolled out between his breaths as the moonlight showed her his cock still thrusting forward with need. A shiver went through her passage as she considered the next place he would relieve that swollen rod.
“Where in the hell did you learn to suck a man off?”
She laughed at his temper. Shane threaded his fingers through her hair but couldn’t move beyond that. His body was still jerking with pulses of pleasure. No virgin alive should be able to do that to a man’s cock with her mouth!
“Girls talk, you know, and I didn’t ask where you learned to do it because I can figure that out all by myself. Just because I haven’t let anyone have sex with me doesn’t mean I didn’t find out exactly what went on during the event.”
And she was proud of herself too. Shane felt his jealousy bleed away as he listened to the ring of accomplishment in her voice. The idea that she’d ever touched another man’s cock with her sweet lips made him want to kill. But the fact that she’d taken the time to study sex made his cock twitch with anticipation.
Rolling onto his side, he pressed her down onto her back. Gently cupping a breast, he rolled the nipple and listened to her breathing increase.
“You’re an ‘A’ student, honey.”
Her body responded to him so completely. His hand moved between her breasts igniting that same burning flash of heat again. This time it was a slow wave that moved from her breast to her passage and grew stronger with each touch. It settled into her womb where it twisted into an ache that throbbed and begged for true satisfaction.
“I haven’t touched another woman since I met you, honey.” She shivered in his embrace. Shane stroked her bare body with a firm hand. “All I think about is you. Maybe your dad should take out his shotgun and run me off.”
“He likes you.”
“It would have been better if he didn’t.” He caught her jaw and forced her to look at him while indecision crossed his face. “The last time our lives got mixed up you ended up in a pool of your own blood.” His fingers stroked down her neck to the scar just below her collarbone.
“Roshelle seems to be doing just fine.”
“Roshelle is a psychic. You saw what happens to psychics that aren’t protected.”
She didn’t like the wall he was building with his words. Their bodies were bare and tangled together but he was laying a solid foundation for separating them. They hadn’t shared enough of each other yet. Her body drew into a knot of tension as she considered the idea that he might leave her without completing what he’d started.
“Are you leaving now?”
His jaw tightened as she curled her fingers around his cock. The hard flesh twitched against her palm as her passage sent up a plea for the hard thrust of it within her.
“No, honey, I was just waiting for you to relax a little more. You won’t be leaving this bed as a virgin.”
His rose onto an elbow and pressed her back against the bed. His mouth landed on hers as he pushed her lips apart with a tongue that thrust deeply into her depths. Her body didn’t seem to care about anything except the heat that flared between them.
So she wouldn’t let her mind worry either.
Chapter Five
He was stealing time. Shane caught the renewed scent of her arousal and just didn’t give a damn about anything else. He’d always known that his life wasn’t one that a guy offered to share with a girl like Christina. Fate had dumped her in his lap and now he just couldn’t let her go.
At least not yet. The last of his control was shredding as he looked over the body next to him. His senses were so full of her. He seemed aware of even the tempo of her heart rate. Her hips slowly gyrated as he found her slit and rubbed the little nub at the top of her mons.
The whimper that came from her lips set his blood pounding through his brain.
The condom he’d taken out of its foil was lying behind him on the bed. Grabbing the latex sheath, he applied it to his cock. The thin barrier was his only concession to the future.
He rolled over her body. Christina felt her thighs rise and grip his hips from some primitive instinct. Her pelvis tipped up as she felt the first blunt probing of her body. The hard head of his cock pressed past the folds protecting her passage but he held in place instead of giving her the deep penetration her body craved.
“Easy, baby, there’s no hurry.”
Her hips twitched but he wouldn’t let her raise them to deepen their connection. Instead he reached between their bodies to gently stroke her little clit. Pleasure shot out from the touch making more fluid flow toward his entry.
The hard flesh stretching her body throbbed and twitched as her hips jerked with the deep need for friction. Her fingers had curled into claws on his biceps. She gasped as she felt the tiny seep of blood around her fingernails. His chest rumbled with amusement as his hips flexed and sent his rod further into her again.
“Claw me, honey. Let the pain loose.” His hips flexed again and again as he deepened his penetration. “Just take me slow and easy.”
Her body was twisting into a single flame that seemed to burn them both. She surged up to meet the thrust of his body and strained to take his length even deeper.
Sweat beaded on his forehead as her little moans tried to break the last bit of civilized thought in him. His hands fisted in the bedding as he slid his cock into her body. She was so wet he moved easily into her sheath, pushing his length back and forth within her. She thrashed beneath his body as her pussy suddenly gripped and milked his rod. Climax tightened her body so hard he exploded again and again as the muscles of her body pulled and contracted around his cock. Pleasure slammed into his brain as a harsh cry came from her lips.
Shane rolled onto his back taking her body with him. She lay completely on top of him as he tried to fill his lungs with enough oxygen to feed his pounding heart. The flutter of her heart hit his chest as he stroked the length of her back. They were still locked together. His cock still gripped within the tight walls of her pussy while her thighs still clung to his hips. Shane gently rubbed the cheeks of her bottom and the top of her bare thighs as he lifted her off him.
Pleasure rippled through her as she found herself listening to the beat of Shane’s heart. The deep sound seemed almost hypnotic as her head began to emerge from the mist of sensation surrounding it. Every muscle she had was loose and relaxed. Sleep simmered like a shining reward. Shane rolled her over and gently controlled her descent to the mattress. His huge body surrounded and tangled with hers as her brain refused to function any further. One of those strong hands of his stroked along her hip and over her thigh making her skin hum with delight. The warm male scent of his skin lured her away into slumber as she felt truly protected for the first time since leaving his home.
Shane brushed the tangled hair back from her face and listened to her breathing lengthen and deepen. He softly cussed as his cock twitched and complained about her need for sleep. Rolled away from her sleeping body he stood up and walked silently to the bathroom. Tossing the used condom into the trash can Shane stepped into the shower for exactly three minutes. A quick swipe of a towel and he went back to his sleeping companion.
He wasn’t tired, instead he was captivated by the delicate shape of her body next to
his instead of just a dream. Pure enjoyment poured through his thoughts as he was able to stroke and touch her at will. Moonlight spilled over her body granting him the view of her feminine curves and mounds. Nothing intruded and he found himself listening to her breathing like the most peaceful sound his ears had ever heard.
* * * * *
Morning wasn’t kind. Christina stretched and gasped as her body bitterly complained. Every muscle she had seemed to be strained so she simply froze in place as she lifted her eyelids.
Sunlight lit the room and the arm lying over her waist. She stared at the overly large and very obviously male hand as her face filled with heat. All the covers were kicked off but Shane’s body heat was amazing. Just his body lying next to her was plenty of heat to keep her warm.
Her bed was filled to its capacity by her company. Only a double-sized mattress, Shane took up most of the bed and she was curled on her side just a few inches from the edge. Her bedside table caught her attention as she looked at the box of condoms sitting there. The thing was open and one foil package lay on the whitewashed wooden surface, empty of its product. The coal black butt of a pistol lay right next to it.
She stared at the blunt reminder of what Shane was, in the form of that weapon. It wasn’t any small caliber handgun, instead the thing was oversized just like the hand of the man that owned it. It was polished to a blue-black shine and she would just bet there was a bullet in the chamber.
“Never touch my sidearm unless I’m dead.”
“I wasn’t planning on it.”
The hand around her waist moved to cup her breast as Shane rolled over and his body curled along her back.
The blunt thrust of his cock made her breath lodge in her throat. His fingers began gently pinching her nipple as one of his legs nudged its way between her thighs. Heat flowed between her breast and her belly as he cupped her breast again. His mouth found the column of her neck and gently bit it.