She braced her hands on either side of his head and looked at him. Her hair curtained their faces, and Jamie resisted the urge to fist his hands in the luxurious mass and pull her down for his kiss. He sensed this needed to be done on her terms, so he remained still, while every cell in his body leaned forward, toward her.
“This is insane,” she murmured softly, and ran the back of her finger along his jaw.
“Totally nuts,” he agreed.
“I blame you.” She drew her finger across his mouth, and down over his chin. “I blame your mouth, and the way you kiss, and that deep, sexy voice.”
Jamie gave a huff of laughter. “I accept full responsibility, sweetheart. Just don’t make me wait any longer. Kiss me.”
To his relief, Rachel lowered her head and slanted her lips across his, feasting on his mouth as if she couldn’t get enough. With a groan, Jamie slid his hands to her hips and then let them roam over her back, reveling in the satiny softness of her skin. Breaking the kiss, Rachel sat upright across his hips, and brought both his hands up to cover her breasts.
Jamie couldn’t prevent his deep hum of pleasure and approval as he cupped and kneaded the pliant flesh. Her breasts were full and heavy in his hands, and when she arched her back, pushing them into his palms, he complied by squeezing them and then gently rolling her nipples between his fingers. Rachel covered his hands, encouraging him in his exploration.
Bending his head, he drew one tight nipple into his mouth and sucked on the small bud until she gasped and pushed his head away.
“It’s too much.”
“You feel so good,” Jamie said. He loved the sight of her, nearly naked and straddling his hips. His hands were dark against the pale skin of her breasts. He could easily watch her all night. But when she shifted her weight to ride the rigid length of his cock, he didn’t think he’d last very long. He could feel her heat and moisture, and the combination was almost more than he could stand.
“Here,” he said, and shifted her slightly, sliding one finger inside the elastic of her insubstantial panties. “Take these off.”
Rachel stared at him, and then attempted to pull the panties down without disturbing his leg. Jamie took the fragile material in his hands and ripped, and the panties came apart in his fingers, leaving Rachel completely naked.
“Sweet mercy,” Jamie breathed, as Rachel gave him a sexy smile, and took him in her hand.
“Doing okay?” she asked softly, still smiling. Her hand slid over his length, and she smoothed her fingertips across the engorged head where a drop of moisture glistened.
Just seeing the dark triangle of hair above her cleft, and a hint of the soft folds hidden beneath was enough to push Jamie to the very brink. His balls ached, and he gritted his teeth, praying for the strength not to come before he was actually inside her.
“Baby,” he groaned, “you are killing me.”
Rachel laughed, and lowered herself so her breasts pressed against his chest. She kissed him sweetly, fusing her mouth against his.
“What is it you need?” she asked in his ear, and then traced her tongue across his jaw.
“You,” he said against her lips. “Just you. Around me, surrounding me. Now.”
“Do you have protection?”
For a moment, Jamie couldn’t think clearly. Then her words sunk into his lust-sodden brain. “Yeah, in the pocket of my pants.”
Rachel smiled against his mouth, and her teeth scraped lightly against his. “Pretty sure of yourself, huh?”
“Just hopeful,” he corrected her.
He closed his eyes briefly, and focused on his breathing as she leaned to the side and reached down for his discarded sweatpants. Fishing in the pockets, she retrieved the sleeve of condoms he’d stashed there on his way out the door.
“Three!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know whether to be flattered, or impressed.”
“With you, three won’t be enough,” he managed to say.
Rachel tore one packet free and opened it with her teeth. Jamie didn’t think he’d ever seen anything as erotic as the sight of her rolling the latex over his penis, and the sensation of her hands gripping him firmly made him clench his teeth together.
“You don’t have to do anything,” Rachel said. “I don’t want to risk hurting you.”
“You won’t,” he assured her, his voice rough.
And then finally, she was easing herself over him, gasping lightly as she slid down his length. Jamie had to clench his back teeth hard as her slick heat gripped him, and then she was fully seated on him, her hands braced on his chest.
Jamie didn’t think he’d ever experienced anything as incredible as Rachel surrounding him, and then she began to move. Her hair spilled over her shoulders and her beautiful breasts bounced gently with each movement. Jamie groaned loudly. He gripped her hips, but whether to slow her down or urge her on, he couldn’t say.