Page 12 of Unpredictable
“Which brings me to my next lesson,” I said, settling over her.
“What’s that?” She hushed out a breath, and my skin ignited from her touch.
“Stop to admire the view.” I lined myself up with her entrance, dragging myself through her folds. I stared at our connection, entranced.
“Mm.” She grinned, eyeing my chest greedily, her hands grazing over my skin. “I think I’m going to ace this one.”
“I had a feeling you’d be a model student.” I pressed my lips to hers briefly.
I eased into her inch by inch, amazed by how snug she was.
“You okay?” I asked when her features pinched with pain.
“Yeah.” She forced a smile and let out a slow breath.
“You’re just…big,” she swallowed, meeting my smile. “And it’s been a while.”
I nodded, my chest swelling with pride from her comment. And even though my cock urged me to speed up, I took it slow, leaning back to play with her clit and tease her nipples, wanting it to feel as good for her as it did for me.
When I was fully seated, we both let out a sigh of relief. I began to pump, loving the feel of her breasts brushing against my chest.
“I forgot how amazing this feels,” she sighed, which only sparked more questions.
Her eyes were closed when she said it, and they remained closed even as I continued to touch her. I wanted to ask her what she meant. But more than that, I wanted her to look into my eyes.
“Look at me.” I needed to know she was here—with me. Not thinking about something—or someone—else.
She shook her head, seeming to squeeze them shut more tightly. In that moment, I regretted not insisting on knowing her name. I rolled us so she was on top, which had the desired effect.
I grabbed the back of her neck, forcing her attention to me. The moment our eyes locked, her blue ones flared. She was close. It hadn’t taken much to set her off with my hand and my mouth, and I could sense it in the way she bit her lip—she was on the edge once more. She swiveled her hips, her blond waves flowing around her. She really was a goddess.
“Oh god.” She held in a breath, then let it out slowly. “That feels… Holy shit.”
She threw her head back, hair wild, eyes closed in ecstasy. Her muscles clenched around me.Thank fuck. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out. Not when I had a front-row seat to one of the hottest shows I’d ever seen. Her tits were bouncing, lips parted, and the only thing that would’ve made it hotter was looking into her eyes.
I pressed my thumb to her clit, and her jaw dropped on a gasp. “Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chanted.
I continued circling her nub, using my free hand to caress her hips, her breasts, her lower back. God, she was something. Glorious, uninhibited, and stunning. But I wanted her to give in, to give over to me completely. I wanted her to surrender.
“Let go,” I commanded. “Let go,” I said again, more forcefully.
She finally went over the edge, giving in to her release. I followed a moment later, and with a final thrust, I exploded.
She flopped back on the bed beside me, draping her arm over her forehead. “Wow. That was…” She didn’t finish her statement, but she didn’t need to.
I smiled at her as I got up to dispose of the condom. I wasn’t gone long, but by the time I’d returned, she’d already passed out. I considered leaving, but I decided against it. I wasn’t ready for my time with her to end, and I had a feeling there was more we could learn from each other. So, without giving it much thought, I switched off the lamp and climbed beneath the covers.
I must have dozed off, because I awoke at some point in the middle of the night. The clock showed it was sometime after two, and I extracted my arm from beneath her, careful not to wake her. Maybe we could go for another round when I got back, but first, I needed to piss. I was returning to bed when she reached for me. Her eyes were still closed, her voice groggy with sleep.
“Ryan,” she said. Or at least that’s what I thought she said into her pillow. “Don’t go.”
I stilled.Ryan?I mouthed. Who the fuck was Ryan? Was he the man she wanted to forget? And if so, why was she asking him,me,to stay?
She hadn’t been wearing a ring at the bar, but what did I really know about her? I didn’t know her name. I didn’t know if she was married or not. Or who the hell this Ryan guy was.
I remained there a moment, debating what to do. But then the covers slid down to reveal her amazing breasts, and I couldn’t resist. She beckoned me back to bed, and I willingly did her bidding. I might regret this come tomorrow, but I couldn’t help myself. She wanted to forget, but I was intent on giving her a night to remember.
Chapter Five
