Page 28 of Intangible
He had been so beautiful appearing from the dark corner that, for a moment, she was convinced he was just a dream. They were just fooling themselves if they thought they could fight their need to be with each other.
“Thayer,” Memphis groaned, rolling away from her. She held her breath, waiting to see if he would climb out of bed.
Instead, she felt the bed buck slightly before he rolled back against her. Her breath caught in a gasp as he ran his hand up her leg, pulling her shirt above her waist. He had taken off the pants, leaving on nothing but the compression shorts.
“Would you like me to help you fall asleep?” he whispered into her ear.
“Yes,” she answered in a breathy moan.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” She wasn’t sure she had actually spoken the word out loud until Memphis ran his hand down her body, pulling her leg back over his.
“Then relax.” She felt her heart race when he pulled her earlobe into his mouth, gently nipping it with his teeth. He slid his bicep under her head, pushing her pillow off the edge of the bed. “Tell me if I do anything you don’t like. I’ll stop.” Thayer could barely focus on the words as his hand made its lazy trip back up, brushing across her panties that now lay soaked against her skin. “Thayer?”
“O-okay,” she managed to wheeze out. His hand continued up her body, skimming over her breast until it landed near her throat. She could feel him slowly unhooking buttons until her shirt lay open.
Goose flesh rose up on her skin as his rough hand traveled up over her stomach, gently cupping her breast. He kneaded it until she felt her nipples stick out like diamonds. When he pinched one between his finger and thumb, she arched her back in a moan.
“You’re so beautiful.” He pushed her hair aside so he could kiss the sensitive spot where her neck connected to her shoulder. She could feel the ache between her legs building like an inferno reaching out to caress her.
“Memphis, please.”
“Shh, I’ve got you.” Thayer knew why the attempts she had made to produce her own orgasm had always ended with disappointing results. She had never had his deep voice in her ear. The sound alone could quite possibly send her crashing into her climax.
Memphis wrapped the arm her head was resting on around her upper body, holding her close to him. With his other arm, he worked his way down her body, touching every inch of skin.
“Memphis!” she cried out when his fingers slid inside her panties to the v between her legs.
“You’re soaked,” he growled as his fingers began to explore. “Next time come to bed without these.” She bucked against his hand when he moved her panties aside, sliding two fingers down her wet folds. Circling her clit, he eased the two fingers slightly inside her heat. Thayer arched up into his hand, trying to get more of him, but he pulled out, rubbing her clit again. “Not yet.”
She knew she should probably feel indignant, but instead it made her desperate for him to continue. Why hadn’t any of the boys she had dated in the past known how to do this? There couldn’t possibly be just one man in the universe who could set her on fire like this one could.
She could hear her voice begging him to make her come, but it seemed like she wasn’t connected to it. She was simply floating.
“Come for me, Thayer,” she heard Memphis growl in her ear as he slid his two fingers into her heat again. He pressed his palm against her clit, fucking her with his fingers as she felt her sight narrow. When he pinched her nipple hard with his other hand, she exploded.
“Are you okay?” was the first thing she could comprehend when her ears stopped ringing. Memphis still held her close, but was pressing against her clit every time she tensed with an aftershock. That had to be what they were called, because she was positive she just experienced her first earthquake.
“Yeah,” she managed to get out. As she lay against Memphis, she could feel a heartbeat racing, but couldn’t decide if it was his or her own. “Holy shit.” She felt him chuckle. “Are you always this good?”
“My ego thanks you for that. I’d like to think I’m better with less material restricting me.”
“I once had a guy try through our jeans, but it just resulted in him coming, not me.”
“Ahh.” They sat in silence as their heart rates finally returned to normal. “I could make you come in your jeans,” he said.
“I think you could make me come from the other room!” she agreed. Thayer began to shake as Memphis, still holding her tightly in his arms, burst out in laughter.
“Wait here, I have to go get something to clean you up.” He held her still when she tried to roll over. “Stop, we don’t want to have to sleep in sticky sheets.”
“Why are the sheets sticky?” she asked when he eased out of bed. He walked into the bathroom, returning a few moments later. Pulling back the sheets, he wiped a wet washcloth over her ass, easing her panties off in the process.
“Because, baby, I came all over your ass like a high school boy.” He pulled her shirt off, rolling her onto her back, dragging the covers over her.
“Even through the shorts?”
“Even through the shorts.”
