Page 12 of More than Enough
“You’re sweet and loving.”
“I’m not much of a cook.”
“I can testify you make a mean sandwich.”
“I’m not good with words anymore. My mouth doesn’t work half the time.”
“We seem to be communicating just fine.”
Every argument he offered, she refuted, and each word wedged deeper into the crack she’d put in his defenses, breaking them down even more.
“You’re so pretty.”
“You’re so handsome.”
“You got an answer for everything, Jenn?”
“If it’ll keep you in my bed, yes.”
“You want this? Still? Want this with me?” His erection had flagged as they talked, but the touch of her fingers on his cock had him raging hard again in moments. He caught his breath as she curled her hand around the shaft, gripping him firmly as she jacked him slowly. “Guess that’s a yes, then.”
She laughed, the musical sound reverberating through him as it had every time, and he loved it.
“Yes, it’s a yes, Nate.”
“I like when you do that.” He kissed her deep and slow, tongue stroking into her mouth following the rhythm she set—long, firm glides.
“Do what?”
The murmur against his lips was a distraction, so he caught her lip in his teeth, pulling off slowly. “Call me by my name. Here in bed, I think I wanna be Nate to you.”
“Nate.” Breaths ghosting across his mouth. “Nate.” She dipped her head and pressed her lips to his neck, dragging a hot path down to his chest. “Nate.” Chin up, she stared into his eyes as her fingers swiped across the head of his cock, then traveled to her mouth, the pink tip of her tongue curling around and lapping at the liquid she’d gathered. “Nate, make love to me.”
She retreated, shifting to lie on her back, and he followed her down, stretching out at her side, mouth fused to hers as he captured each tiny gasp and moan. Fingers to the wet folds of her core, he plucked and stroked, caressing and thrumming until her hips moved restlessly, chasing each sensation. He paired two fingers and plunged inside, her hot pussy enveloping him as he set a fast pace, sliding in and out, thumb to her clit with a steady strum side to side.
Mouth open, she kept her gaze locked on his face, and he greedily catalogued every reaction, taking in her pleasure in what he was doing to her. Jenn’s generous lips formed his name, “Nate.” Then she was off, pushed over the precipice by his hands and lips, muscles of her body stringing tightly as she came hard.
Rolling to his side, he gathered her in his arms, holding her tight as she shook and shuddered, the aftershocks of her orgasm gradually drawing to a close as her breathing slowed.
“Condom’s in my jeans.” He kissed her temple. “I’ll be right back.” Her fingers clutched at his arm as she lifted her chin, then released as he kissed her softly. “Stay here.”
“Like I’m going anywhere.” Her eyes closed, and a smile curved her lips when he glanced over his shoulder. “That was good.”
Crinkly wrapper in hand, he turned to face the bed, cock jutting out at right angles from his body. He stared at her and curled his fingers around his dick, pumping up and down a few times as he let his gaze travel along her form. “Jenn.” Neither a question nor a statement; he simply said her name and waited until she opened her eyes. “I like you.”
Gaze flicking from where his hand worked his cock up to his eyes, her expression grew somber. “I like you, too.” Lying partly on her side, she shoved a hand under her head and lifted, staring at him. “A lot.”
“You still want me?”
Her legs spread slightly, and he saw glistening moisture on her pussy lips. Stomach clenching, he waited for her response, trembling with anticipation.
She didn’t make him wait long.
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Jenn
“Make love to me.” Heart in her throat, she waited for Nate to react. The smile that lifted the corners of his lips was beautiful to see. Telling him how she felt had been scary, but getting it back from him had thrilled her.
