Page 71 of Lies and Lullabies
Feeling unsteady, I leaned back against Jonas, but more contact made things worse. His firm, hot body radiated heat and desire, and his ambitious erection stabbed me in the back.
I swayed, but he caught me, wrapping me in his arms. “Mmm,” he groaned into my ear. “These,” he cupped my breasts. “Definitely keeping these.” He made that point very convincingly, too, by teasing my nipples.
I gasped, forgetting to hold it in.
Jonas let go of me to grab a folded towel off a stack nearby. After placing it on the counter in front of me, he took my elbows in hand and gently leaned me forward. And I did as I was asked.
With a groan, Jonas pulled my hips back. As he curled his body around mine, I watched us in the mirror. Jonas hovered over my shoulder, his expression serious, eyes closing as his lips traced my shoulder. With one hand he cupped the side of my flushed face, and with the other, he stroked my quivering body. Then he opened his eyes, his gaze locking onto mine. I shivered with pleasure. He was impossibly sexy, the muscles in his arms flexing as he ran his hands over my ribcage. His eyes flashed in the low light, and then his forehead creased with longing. Just the desire on his face made me feel crazy.
Without breaking eye contact, Jonas lowered our bodies slightly, pressing his hard chest against my back. Between my legs, the head of his cock massaged my opening. The slick pressure made me shiver with happiness.
Jonas moaned. Without warning, he bent his knees and entered me in one quick slide. “Oh, fuck yes,” he gasped. I agreed, but couldn’t spare the words to say so. Because he was just so overwhelming.
He took a steadying breath and then dropped his head to the crook of my neck, kissing me tenderly. I raised a hand to his head and held him there, my heart quivering with excitement.
“Okay?” he asked.
I nodded, still unable to answer.
He curved his body around me, his forearms bracketing mine. He held my hands, his thumbs stroking toward my wrists. I watched his face in the mirror as he began to move against me in short, exquisite thrusts. His eyes fell briefly closed with pleasure, before snapping open again to meet my gaze. “I love you,” he mouthed in the mirror, that sexy mouth puckering on the last vowel.
I groaned, pushing my bottom back against him. He flexed his hips, and I felt him so deeply that my breath caught. His tongue worshiped the nape of my neck. I turned my chin, trying to catch his mouth with my own. I wanted everything he could give me, and I wanted it right now. A frustrated huff escaped my lips.
He chuckled, nudging my chin until I faced the mirror again. “Who is in charge here?” he asked. “Tell me.”
“You are,” I gasped.
“That’s right. Touch your breasts for me.”
“What?” I asked, lost in a sex haze.
“You heard me.” He grasped my wrists and crossed them, filling my hands with my bouncing breasts.
“Yessss,” Jonas hissed, thrusting harder. “Good girl. You’re so beautiful.”
Somethingwas beautiful, that was for sure. I had never seen anything as erotic as the two bodies in the mirror. His face was flushed, his eyes heavy with arousal.
He palmed my shoulders and pulled out. “Turn around,” he demanded, and I did. Immediately. He grasped my hips, lifting me onto the counter. “I need you to hold me while I fuck you, Sweetness.”
His words made me groan again. I had never in my life found the f-word sexy, until I heard Jonas rasp it into my ear. With shaking hands, I found his shoulders. He pushed my knees apart, making room for himself. The newer, braver Kira could do this—she couldfuckon the counter of a hotel bathroom.
I could do it because the man who now tucked his hips tight against my body had such love in his eyes.
With one smooth thrust, he was inside me again. I drew him closer, until my breasts rubbed against his chest with each grind of his hips.
“Yes,” I gasped into his neck.
“You like that?” He slipped a hand between our bodies, forking his fingers over our connection. “Come for me,” he demanded. “I want to hear you.” His lips dipped down to catch mine, and then we were kissing again.
The multisensory assault was too much for me. “Oh…” I moaned into his mouth. I jerked my hips against his body and absolutelyshookwith pleasure.
In that exquisite moment, it was hard to believe that I’d seriously considered turning my back on him tonight.
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I swallowed each of Kira’s moans, the sound nearly finishing me off before I was ready. Holding her tightly, I took a slow, calming breath. “Beautiful,” I rasped against her lips.
