Her hand covered his, pressing it to her lips as her lips caressed his palm with a butterfly touch.
“Do I have to tie you down and rape you, Jared?” she asked him with a tearful smile. “Or are you going to tie me down and love me?”
“No restraints,” he vowed as his arms went around her and he swept her against his chest. “Just me and you, Kimber. Me and you and the fires that are going to explode around us. ”
Kimberly gasped at the heat and warmth of Jared’s body as he carried her into the house and up the stairs to his room. He didn’t exactly walk; his movements were too quick, too filled with purpose for such a sedate pace. But neither did he rush.
Her lips moved to his neck as he stared up the staircase. Her teeth nipped at his flesh, her tongue soothing the ache as a broken growl left his lips. She wanted to give him the pleasure he had always given her. She wanted to consume him, wanted to melt so deep into his body that she never had to worry about being apart from him again.
Finally, he was pushing his way into his bedroom and laying her on the bed as he stared down at her, his gray eyes turbulent with the swirling shades of gray that colored his eyes.
She propped herself up on her elbows, watching as he undressed. He tore his clothes from his body, dropping them carelessly onto the floor until every hard, muscular inch was revealed to her avid gaze.
“Are you attached to that dress?” he growled then.
She glanced down at the dress in surprise. “It’s just a dress. ”
“Good. ” He reach for her, his hands hooking in the neckline, and before her amazed eyes, he tore the fabric from her body.
Laughter welled inside her and would have escaped her throat if he hadn’t covered her lips with his own, coming over her as he pressed her back to the bed, his legs pushing demandingly between her thighs.
“I don’t know how long I can wait,” he whispered between the kiss. “I’m dying for you, Kimber. So damned starved for you that I feel as clumsy as a callow youth. ”
“Never clumsy,” she panted as his hands framed her breasts a second before his lips moved to her hard, aching nipples.
Pinpoints of rapturous sensation began to tingle over her body as his mouth covered one distended tip. His mouth drew on her with a hunger she couldn’t have imagined. She thought she had known him at his most passionate, his most aroused, but she had been wrong. This was Jared, raw, unconcerned with control, but no less intent or powerful for it.
Her head fell back on the bed as her hands moved over his shoulders, his head, her fingers tangling in the short strands of his hair. She wanted, no, she needed to touch him. She had to feel the bunching muscles of his shoulders, hold his head to her as he sucked at her breast, driving her insane with the pleasure.
When his lips began to move lower, his tongue licking over her flesh, she arched to him, knowing that as the fires inside her began to rage out of control, that Jared would once and for all put out the flames.
“I love your taste,” he groaned as his mouth poised over the aching, wet folds of her cunt. “So sweet and hot, Kimber. I could eat your pussy for hours. ”
“Later,” she begged. “God, Jared, I’ve been in misery for a year now. Make it stop…”
Her eyes closed as a ragged moan escaped her lips. His tongue swiped between the sensitive lips, circled her swollen clit then moved down to tongue the entrance to her greedy vagina.
“Damn you, fuck me,” she demanded roughly as her pussy wept with its need. “I’ve waited long enough, Jared. ”
She needed him inside her, needed him to fill the empty aching places, not just in her body, but in her soul as well.
“Condom,” he panted as he pulled himself to his knees, his eyes wild, his face flushed. “…have to find one…”
“No. ” Her hands fell to the jutting length of his cock, wrapping around it as they both groaned at the touch. “I’m protected, Jared. I took care of it. I need you like this. All of you. ”
Her eyes met his. Neither of them had known another’s touch without that layer of protection. She needed no protection from Jared. She didn’t want any.
As though her words had broken the last threads of his control, he lifted her thighs, opening her further as he came over her, pushing her hands from the rigid length of his erection, and positioned himself carefully.
He was breathing hard and fast, just as she was. Perspiration covered his body, dampened his hair. He stared down at her, his eyes nearly black as he guided the wide, flared head of his cock through the narrow slit of her pussy.
Kimberly whimpered with the pleasure. The mushroomed crest was satin soft and hot as fire as he tucked it against her opening.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he groaned, leaning his forehead against hers as he fought for breath.
“I like the pain, remember?” She tried to smile, but her breath was catching in her chest with each new, violent burst of pleasure. “Take me, Jared. All of me…”
He closed his eyes, his hand moving to grip her hip a second before he surged inside her.