Page 114 of The Parkers' Handsome Holiday
The desire to hold back my need for passion came tumbling out, and the world seem to slow. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt him in any way at all, but something inside of me broke open. I needed him for so much more than love and tenderness. I needed fiery hot passion.
He gripped my hands and pulled them above my head before taking two steps toward me, which forced me to stumble backward. I hit the wall and let out a low groan as his teeth pressed against my throat, his body tucked against mine, his erection pressed to my stomach.
"I didn't want to offend you, Becca." He moved back a little and ran his hands down my sides, brushing my breasts with his thumbs before moving down to his knees in front of me.
"Offend me?" I whispered and arched my hips as he pressed his mouth to the front of my skirt. "I don't think you could."
"Maybe I'll try." He smiled up at me and gripped my skirt, jerking it up before leaning in and running his tongue along the outside of my panties.
I moaned and slid my hand into his hair. Was this all I had to do? Tell him how badly I needed him to give in to carnality with me?
The strong press of his mouth against my center left my knees weak. I reached down to jerk my panties to the side and he did the rest.
I cupped my hand over his as he reached up to squeeze my breasts tightly. I was so close to orgasm that fire burned my insides. Lifting my leg, I wrapped one of my knees around his shoulder, and he reached up and pressed two fingers deep inside of me.
That was all it took.
A moan ripped from me as I bounced against him, taking every ounce of pleasure I could from the moment. Never in all of my life had I felt so vulnerable, so open.
"So delicious, Becca." He ran his tongue through my folds and let his eyes meet mine.
I whispered and reached down for him, "I need you inside of me."
"Good." He stood and reached for my face, pulling me into a long kiss as I worked his belt open and fumbled with his slacks. "I got it." He swatted my hands away and spun me around, pressing me against the wall.
Desire boiled between my thighs as I panted softly. "Don't do anything you don't want to do." I felt like I was forcing him into something all of a sudden.
"You don't think I want to take you against this wall?" He pulled my skirt the rest of the way up before making quick work of my panties. The thick length of his cock pressed against my ass, and damn if I didn't roll my hips to tease him.
"I don't know," I whispered roughly and reached back to grip his thighs.
"You're the most beautiful woman in all of Texas, Becca. I wanna do things to you that I'd never utter in a million years." He slid his hand up my back and gripped my hair before repositioning his cock to press inside of me.
"I want to know them all." I cried out as he pressed into me and tightened his hand on my hair.
The soft brush of his lips along my neck as he fucked me slow and hard against the wall was an odd comfort. The man I was in love with was most certainly still here, ever-present, but like me, he seemed to need more from our sex.
"You're gonna be mine forever. No more condoms." He reached his other hand around and pinched my clit between his fingers as my body tightened in pleasure. "And from now on, ask for what you want. Or take it. I plan to."
CHAPTER 6
JASON
I woke up the next morning with her tucked to my side. I rarely spent the night, but we'd fucked long into the early hours of the morning, like we'd just discovered one another.
Reaching out, I brushed her hair off her shoulder and studied her beautiful face. I didn't deserve a woman like her, and yet, here she was, giving my ass a chance.
"Mmmm... I love it when you touch me," she whispered, surprising me a little.
"Good. I love touching you." I reached for her as she moved onto her hands and knees. "Come ride me."
She moved onto my lap and rolled her hips, impaling herself on my cock as I groaned. We would be turning another corner in our relationship soon, as I was done playing it safe. I'd stuck my neck out when I wanted to get her attention and been beyond ballsy, and she was mine.
Time to up the ante again.
I reached up and ran my hands around her breasts, massaging them as she rolled her hips and fucked me slowly.
"God, I love you," she whispered and let her head fall back, giving me an incredible view.
