Page 114 of Derailed
Either way, the answer’s the same. “I’m ready,” I say, my fingers finding the bottom of his T-shirt to lift it over his head. Next, I unfasten his jeans. He helps tug them off his hips and when we’re both down to only our underwear, I straddle his lap and pull his lips back tomine.
Lust surges throughout my body as I rock my hips over his erection. I find my rhythm in the music and hold on to his shoulders for support. Our breaths mingle. Between kisses and touches and whispered admiration, we seek out and learn the other’s pleasure. It’s teasing and temptation all in one, and when I cannot take it anymore, I push him back onto the mattress and climb over to reach for acondom.
He shucks his underwear and I do the same. When our bodies join together again, it’s almost enough to make mecome.
“Jess,” Sean whispers as his hands trace my breasts and cup them in his hands. His mouth goes to each one, his tongue and fingers working each nipple into a hard point. My body aches for more. After only the memory for months, I can’t get enough of histouch.
I rock up and down, back and forth, grinding my clit against his body with each twist of my hips. The way we fit is a delicious concoction, a dose of desire, and I drink it allin.
Moans. Touch. The smell of my own arousal from where our bodies meet. It pushes me closer and closer to the edge. A ridge I want to ride as long as I can without crashing over, because as much as I want the release, I also don’t want this toend.
“I want you,” I pant and Sean’s lips press againstmine.
His thumb goes to my clit and he takes over, that one finger rubbing back and forth over my bundle of nerves while his other hand guides my hip. “I’ve got you,” he says, and that’s all ittakes.
My desire explodes and crashes, the tingle of it working through my limbs to the tip of my toes as I call out hisname.
“I’ve got you, Jess. I’ve got you,” he chants into the shell of my ear as he thrusts up with his own release. His hands wrap around me and pull my body down to his so our lipsmeet.
My heart hammers in my chest with a beat I swear races to matchhis.
“God, I missed you,” he says, and again it’s full of the same desperate need. As if we haven’t come close to quenching the thirst that’s been building from three long monthsapart.
My lips pull into a satisfied smile and I lift my chin to rest on his chest so I can meet his stare. His gaze is like a shot of adrenaline straight to my heart, and I never want him to stop looking at me thisway.
“I swore I wasn’t going to jump you the second I walked in the door.” His lips pull with a wicked smile. “Thank you for doing it forme.”
A giggle escapes my lips and I look down, letting my hair fall forward to block the blush that surely marks my cheeks. Why I’m embarrassed I don’t know, other than I’ve never been so bold in thebedroom.
“Hey,” he says until I meet his gaze. “Thank you for making thisspecial.”
“You’re welcome. I’m glad you’rehere.”
“I wish it were longer.” He groans and rolls me to my side so he can bury his head into the crook of my neck. “We’ll have to make the best use of ourtime.”
“Good plan.” I sigh as his lips trace the sensitive skin there with a gentleness that scatters goosebumps across myflesh.
“Do you have to work?” He pulls back and props his head on one hand while his other splays across myhip.
“Nope.” I pop the word and his smile grows. “I took all four days off. I hope that’sokay.”
“Perfect.” He presses one kiss to my forehead. “Because I have a surpriseplanned.”
“What?” I draw out the word andlaugh.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow. It’s just a little something to celebrate youraccomplishments.”
I blow out a breath and shake my head. “You didn’t have to do anything. It’s just aGED.”
“It’s notjustanything. I’m fucking proud of you. I promise you’ll likeit.”
“As long as it involves us spending time together, you’re probablyright.”
“Of course.” He winks and his stomach rumbles between us loudly enough to make us both laugh. “Maybe we should find some foodfirst?”
“You know Deb made enough to feed an army.” I laugh and pull off the bed, picking up my clothes on the way to the bathroom. I use the restroom to clean up and then he does thesame.
He catches me in his arms before we’re fully dressed. “I don’t plan on sleeping muchtonight.”
