“Jason, I need you.”
“I know, I’m there. Fuck, I don’t know where I put the condoms.”
“I’m on the pill. I’m clean. Are you?”
“Yes, one hundred percent.” I eased the zipped down on my slacks, pushing them off onto the floor, my briefs too. She watched me from under heavy lids, a satisfied smile on her face.
“Are you ready for me? I don’t think I can wait.” I reached down and found where her stockings were wet. My brows went up, and she blushed. “Oh, you’re fucking soaked.” I smiled slowly. “Good.” I ripped the stockings. “Because.” I shoved her lacy thong to the side. “I’m going to fuck you now.”
“Give it to me.” She bit the order out. Little sparks danced over my skin, pulled my groin tight.Hell yes.
The first press of my cock against her was heaven, and then I pushed in, inch by glorious inch, and thought I might lose my mind. She arched up under me, pressing closer, writhing on the couch.
“Jason, yes,” she hissed.
“I know, I know.” I seated myself fully and rolled my hips. “You feel so good.” A choked sound tore from my throat, and I increased my pace. “I don’t think I can last. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t. Care,” she ground out, her eyes shut and her face slack.
She was already pulsing around me, already close. I fucked her in slick, heavy thrusts, our desperate breaths mingling. I gripped herhips with punishing fingers, hoping I wasn’t too much, praying she loved this as much as I did. Every time I was a little rough, she shuddered, so I gave her more, until she was a gasping mess beneath me, and I was so close to finishing.
I flicked quick fingers over her clit, and she cried out. Again. Again. I timed each roll of my hips to it until her sobbing breaths and the clenching of her orgasm around me had my stomach flipping, my groin tightening.Oh shit.This soon? Fuck, she was too good. I was coming before I even realized it,the orgasm rolling through me with the force of a thunderstorm, rewriting my being.
I slumped over her, still inside her, shuddering. Her hand came up to trace idly over my sides.How could a second time ever be enough?
“That was…” She cleared her throat. “Holy shit. That was amazing.”
I pulled out slowly, already missing her, and straightened to see a small, relaxed smile on her face. I grinned back. “Yeah. That was pretty fucking awesome.”Understatement of the century. She’s the best you’ve ever had.
“Even if it was pretty quick.” I paused, embarrassed. “I took care of myself in the shower earlier, but you drive me wild.”
“That’s hot,” she murmured. “Oh no, I shower in there too.” Her face fell as she remembered, and I burst out laughing.
“Something to think about next time you’re in there alone.” I winked, and she smiled back at me.
Warmth bloomed in my chest at the shared moment. She wasn’t so bad, this woman.No, she’s actually pretty fucking great. Everything I’d look for. If I were looking, that is.She took everything I threw at her and gave it right back. I admired her as she pulled up her ripped stockings and straightened her clothes. A little tendril of fear snuck its way into my heart as I watched her. She could so easily destroy my carefully erected barriers.And then she will reject you too, right after you broke all your rules for her.This interlude hadn’t been enough. I already craved more.Fool. That can’t happen.I took a step back, the dark emotions in me cooling my desire. I didn’t wait to see her reaction before heading to the shower.
It was justhours after our life-changing couch sex, and I wanted her again. I was hiding in my room and texting Jonah and Miles in a bid to delay the inevitable.
Jason
I’m so fucked, guys.
Miles
What happened?
He responded instantly, and I smiled. Miles was always there when I needed him.
Jonah
Stop fucking texting and pay attention to the meeting. George is going to stab you.
I grinned at that. Miles’ chief of staff was intense. They managed Miles the way they managed their boyfriend—with lots of threats to cut off his coffee supply and incessant updates via text and email.
Miles
I could say the same to you. And George loves me.