Page 49 of Only This Once
She grinned up at him, her hands moving to grip his ass. “Feeling desperate to be inside me again?”
He swallowed before lowering his face to kiss her nose. “You have no idea.”
Distracted by the tingles squeezing her chest, she groaned when he thrust inside. He choked off a needy whimper, and she used her grip on his ass to urge him to withdraw, then pulled him back into her, sharp and tight.
“That’s it,” she breathed, loving his dick inside her. Her hips lifted to meet his next thrust. “It feels so good. Fuck me, Jinx.”
He moaned as he moved faster. His eyes locked on her face as they arched together. There was no finesse, no careful hands. She clenched her pussy around him, wanting to reward him for letting go. Sweat glistened on their skin as they gave in to their bodies’ urges, speaking only in grunts and moans as they clung together.
His dick had the perfect curve to it. She bit her lip as her climax grew faster than she expected. She wanted to tell him she was going to come, but all she could do was work herself on his dick and stare into his determined blue eyes. Then her tension broke and her pussy spasmed around his plunging cock.
He cried out as his dick jerked inside her while he came, emptying into the condom. His eyes were wide, as if shocked, but he continued to stare into her, sharing every vulnerable moment of his orgasm.
She was still pulsing, squeezing out every drop he had before both their bodies stilled, their chests heaving.
She laughed, squeezing his ass and making him moan and twitch. “Now that was sex. How do you feel?”
His head dropped to her neck, his body resting on top of hers, their sweat making them stick together. “Like I got hit by a bus.”
Her snort made his curls dance, and she kissed his shoulder. Her hands left his beautiful ass to wrap around him, holding him to her tightly. She wasn’t normally a cuddler, but having him so close felt right.
She’d have him dispose of the condom and clean up in a minute. For now, she just wanted to hold on to him and revel inthe aftermath of sex that had made her body hum and her mind empty. There was something so fulfilling that it had been with Jinx. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d felt so good.
Chapter 15
Jesse woke up alone in Julia’s bed. The sheets were thrown back on the side where she’d slept, baring one of his legs up to his thigh. His hand lay against the space where she’d been, and his head was on the edge of the pillow she’d been using, opposite from the rest of his body. He’d invaded her space while he’d been asleep.
That wasn’t much of a surprise. He probably should have warned her that he was a bed hog. He often starfished when he was alone.
She’d been spooning him when he’d fallen asleep. Having her body and arms wrapped around him had been like a dream. He loved being her little spoon.
He hadn’t even woken up with an erection this morning. Heat flooded his face as he remembered coming inside her, twice. The second time, she’d orgasmed, too, and it had felt more than amazing. Not just physically. His heart skipped a beat just thinking about how she’d enjoyed having sex with him. He’d been more than enough, despite his early ejaculation.
Scrambling out of bed, he went to the bathroom. When he turned to wash his hands, he found an unopened toothbrush left on the counter. After washing his hands and face and brushing his teeth, he stared in the mirror, startled by the giddy smile he wore. Who would have thought sex would do that to him? He’d been avoiding it for so long.
Instead of throwing out the toothbrush, he set it in the holder beside hers. It was wishful thinking, and his stomach tightened as he stared at it there. Julia had been clear. There wasn’t likely going to be a repeat of the night before.
His smile fell as he gripped the bathroom counter. No, he couldn’t do this to her. He could fall apart once he had left her apartment.
He didn’t regret being with her, despite the certainty that she had ruined him for anyone else. She was so calm and sexy and confident. Nothing about him had bothered her, and they’d both been in a blissful state afterward.
Jesse wished she really had been his first. He shoved the thought away as he opened the bathroom door. The tousled sheets made him think of sex. He straightened them, smoothing the wrinkles from the black comforter before reaching for his pants. He’d been comfortable in only his boxers while they slept, but now it felt like ants crawled along his bare skin.
His fingers were clumsily working on his shirt buttons when he heard her voice behind him.
“Oh, you’re up.” Julia moved into the room.
“Uh, yeah,” he mumbled, somehow missing the next hole. “Sorry about that.”
Her hand gripped his shoulder, and he followed her urging and turned, but he couldn’t quite lift his eyes to meet hers. Her fingers moved to his chin, forcing it up.
“Don’t do that.” She pinched his chin. “What are you even apologizing for? Giving me one of the best orgasms I’ve had in a while?”
The ants turned into racing tingles. “N-not that.” He swallowed to ease his suddenly dry throat. “I took over the bed, didn’t I?”
She released his chin, ruffling his hair instead. “Don’t worry about that. I’m not used to sleepovers, that’s all. I’m more of a fuck and leave type.” She frowned, her forehead wrinkling. “I’ve never invited any guys to my place since that first year in the dorms, now that I think about it.” She glanced at the straightened sheets. “Oh, and you even made my bed. You’re something special, you know that?” Her hand was gentler as it slid out of his hair.
He swallowed the urge to remind her he’d been a one-pump chump. She’d just tell him she didn’t mind again. Looking at her open and smiling face, she really didn’t seem to be upset. That increased his urge to draw closer to her. What would she think if he threw himself into her arms?
