It was so unfair that a man could be built like that. Narrow hips, amazingly well-built thighs, and his cock was magnificent. She scrambled onto her knees and waited as he climbed back onto the bed.
“You’re incredibly good-looking,” she said as he came to her.
One side of his mouth quirked. He swept her hair away from her face. “And you’re gorgeous.”
He threw her down on the bed and followed her. She laughed, but all humor died when he put his hands and mouth on her again. Naked, his body pressed to hers, was a bone-numbing experience. He was hot and hard all over, and she wished she had more hands.
She loved his stomach. She’d never really gravitated toward guys who worked out all the time. All that muscle was kind of a turnoff. But with Jed it was different. Maybe because he had a brain to go with the muscles, and a sense of humor and an—
Oh, God, yes, that amazing mouth. He sucked her tongue deeply into his mouth and she could swear she had a
mini-orgasm. Her pussy tightened and her clit tingled, all her nerve endings seemingly connected to what his mouth was doing to hers.
There was something magical about this man. He mesmerized her in every possible way, and his touch had a profound effect on her. Sure, it had been a while since she’d had sex, but she’d never thought of sex as something so amazing it would make time stop.
Jed made everything in her world stop, including her breath.
She pushed on his shoulders and he lifted.
“Something wrong?”
“I can’t breathe.”
He moved off to the side. “I’m sorry. I’m too heavy.”
She rolled over and grabbed him. “No. Not like that. I mean I’m overwhelmed, but in a good way. You’re rocking my world here, Jed.”
He arched a brow. “Is that a bad thing?”
“No. God, no. But isn’t it time we take care of you?”
He let out a short laugh. “Plenty of time for that.”
“Oh, but I take a certain amount of joy in touching you. You wouldn’t want to deny me, would you?”
She traced her finger down his chest. So smooth, but underneath, there were those muscles. She laid her palm flat over his abs and felt them tighten.
She lifted her gaze to his. “Tickle?”
He wasn’t laughing. “No. Your hand feels good. I like you touching me.”
She slid her palm down his lower belly and wrapped her fingers around the heavy heat of his cock. It jumped against her fist and she began to stroke him.
“Then let me touch you.”
Now it was his turn to gasp, and oh, she really liked that. She squeezed his cock harder, loving the rock-hard feel of him.
He released her hand, rolled her onto her back and slid between her legs. “If you spend any more time touching me, I’ll come.”
Heat coiled deep within her. “I’d like to see that.”
“You will. But first I’m going to come inside you when I fuck you.”
She was going up in flames. She’d never been with a man so verbal. She liked the verbal. A lot.
He leaned against her and rubbed his shaft across her pussy, sending spirals of pleasure through her nerve endings. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and rocked with him, increasing the tension to her clit.
Jed propped up on his hands and she held onto him, digging her fingers into the corded muscles of his arms as he suspended himself above her. His strength was a turn-on, as was the way he seemed to know how to pleasure her. This easy tease, the way he took her right to the edge time and time again with no thought of getting himself off, was a heady thrill and made her feel like the only woman in the universe.