Page 85 of Sergeant O'
When I closed the door, there wasn’t any rush. No tearing clothes off, no wrestling each other to the mattress. I pulled her into my embrace and kissed her slowly. She kissed me back the same way. When I eased her onto the bed, it felt different. Less about getting lost in her body and more about holding on to her.
Her hair fanned across the pillow, and I stopped for a second just to look at her. She reached up and touched my jaw with a tender expression, and I felt my solar plexus go tight.
I kissed her slowly again and let my hand drift over her side. She moved in sync with me with her fingers in my hair pulling me closer.
When I pulled her shirt over her head, unclasped her front-closing bra, and bared her to me, she didn’t hide. She just watched me like she was waiting to see what I’d do next. I took my time, kissing down her throat, over her collarbone, and across the swell of her breast. Her breath hitched when I closed my mouth over her left nipple, and I couldn’t help but smile.
I wanted to bury myself in her, to lose control like every other time. But tonight, I forced myself to hold back in order to savor every inch of her and make it last.
I kissed my way down her stomach, trying to memorize every freckle on her skin until I reached her panty line. She let out a soft moan when I pulled the fabric down and let my tongue follow the faint mark it left behind.
I knew I could never get enough of her, but her reaction at the ice cream shop told me I needed to savor every second we had left here.
Her fingers slid into my hair, urging me closer. I tugged on her panties, and she lifted her butt to help me slide them off.
I paused when I saw her lying there with her legs spread, her pussy glistening in invitation.
I moved to dip my head between her legs, but she shook her head. “I need to feel you inside me.”
I needed that, too.
As I reached for a condom, she shook her head again. “I want to feelyou. I’m clean, and I get a birth control shot.”
“I’m clean, too.”
Her hand slid up my chest as she reached for me, and I leaned down to kiss her again, taking my time as I shifted into position above her.
With my cock between her legs, I paused.
“Are you sure about this?”
She nodded. “Positive.” Then, as if to emphasize the point, she lifted her hips to situate my tip at her entrance.
I thrust in deep, making us both moan in unison.
For a second, neither of us moved; it was just the sound of our breathing as we met each other’s gaze. The weight of what we were doing hung in the air between us.
She slowly closed her eyes as I pulled back and thrust in again and again until I established a rhythm. Fucking her raw was a new experience—I always used a condom. Feeling her walls around my bare shaft was better than anything I could have imagined.
My spine tingled, so I knew I was close, but there was no way I was coming before her. I leaned back on my heels in order to rub her clit while I continued fucking her.
“Ohhhh,” she cooed softly as she subtly pressed against me. “That feels so good.”
I moved my fingers faster and thrust in deeper, and she wrapped her legs around my waist while hissing, “Yesssss. Just like that.”
I was hanging on by a thread as I polished her little nub and pumped in and out of her like a mad man.
Her entire body went rigid for a beat before she let out a long moan and quivered from head to toe. I dropped back into a plank position and thrust in hard as her pussy pulsed around my cock. That’s all it took to push me over the edge.
Holding her hips, I seated myself deep inside her and grunted loudly as I spurted rope after rope against her walls.
Hearts still racing, I let myself fall against her, careful not to crush her.
She wrapped her arms around me and held me against her. We both knew this time was different. I just didn’t know what it meant.
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Jade
