She gazed up at him, her mouth dropping open. “Really?”
With a nod, he cupped her cheeks again, stroking her soft skin with his thumbs, making her sigh. “I get hard every time I’m near you.”
Her eyes widened and he smoothed a thumb across her damp lips. She drew him inside her mouth, sucking him, swirling her tongue around his thumb with slow, seductive movements. He stared in fascination at those glistening pink lips wrapped so tightly around him, imagining her sucking his cock, remembering when she’d done it before.
“You taste so good,” she whispered after releasing his thumb from her mouth with a soft pop. “Kiss me, Nate.”
He crushed his mouth to hers, their tongues meeting, dancing wildly. He slipped his hands into her hair, sifting through the silky soft strands and she moaned into his mouth.
The little sounds she made in the back of her throat made his cock grow harder and she smoothed her hand over him once more, before moving to the waistband of his jeans. She pushed at them, trying to yank them down with one hand and he released his hold on her, more than willing to help.
She watched with hungry eyes as he tore off his shirt, shucked his jeans and then his underwear, leaving him standing stark naked before her.
“Wow,” Janelle whispered, reaching out to trail her fingers along his abdomen. His stomach rippled with her touch, muscles clenching and tingling. “I don’t think I got a good enough look at you that night, since we spent most of it in bed, in the dark.”
“How about we relive that night? Right now?” God, if she turned him away he didn’t know what he would do, he wanted her so bad.
“Yes,” she breathed, pressing herself to him. She wound her arms around his neck, sunk her hands into his hair and guided his mouth to hers in a soul stirring kiss.
He smoothed his hands down to her waist, over her hips, cupping her lace-covered ass. She ground against him and he slipped his hands beneath the lace to knead warm, smooth flesh.
He couldn’t get enough of her curves, her lush, smooth body. Her breasts pressed against his naked chest, nipples tangling in his chest hair and she rubbed back and forth, causing a spark of friction to rise between them.
“I want you,” she whispered against his mouth. “Here. Right now.”
“I want you too.” He thrust against her, squeezing her ass. “Do you have a condom?”
A sigh escaped her and her eyes flew open, staring blindly into his. “Don’t you have one in your wallet? I can’t wait, Nate. I need you now.”
He liked how anxious she was, how much she wanted him and didn’t have a problem showing it. He wanted her too. But enough to throw caution to the wind and have sex without a condom?
He couldn’t do that. It would be stupid, irresponsible. Reluctantly releasing his grip on her, he went for his jeans, yanking his wallet from the back pocket. He found the spare condom he kept and tore it open, sheathing himself quickly.
He went to her, grasping her shoulders and walking her backward until her back was against the wall. She rested her hands on his shoulders, squeezing him and he kissed her mouth once, twice before moving down to trail a path of kisses down her throat.
With her whispered words of encouragement, he moved downward, sucking and licking her delicious nipples as she held on to him. Her fingers tugged on his hair, her leg swinging round to curl around him. He could smell the musky sweet scent of her arousal, knew if he slipped his fingers between her legs, she would be wet. Her needy whimpers told she was ready and his cock jerked with eagerness.
Slipping a hand between them, he tested her, his finger sinking into the hot wet clasp of her sex. Clenching muscles tightened around his finger, keeping him there, melting all around him and he thrust once, twice, making her cry out.
Ah Christ, she felt so good. He needed to be inside her now.
Withdrawing from her, he stood straight and pressed his palms flat against the wall on either side of her head. He stared down at her flushed face and her gaze met his, piercing into him. Her hips rocked against his, wet curls brushing the base of his cock and a shudder moved through his body.
Nate kissed her lush mouth and she opened beneath him, her tongue licking. He couldn’t get enough of her, wanted to plunder her mouth all night, until their lips were raw and their jaws tired.
“Please.” The single word was a whisper across his lips, the need filling her voice an indication she couldn’t wait much longer.
Neither could he.
He cupped her ass tight and lifted her with ease. Her legs immediately wrapped around his waist, her molten hot center rubbing against his throbbing cock and he shifted, thrust up and entered her with one long stroke.
A strangled moan escaped her and her head listed back, smacking against the wall with a soft thump. He pumped in and out of her lazily, setting a slow rhythm, wanting to make it good for her. If he went with his gut, he’d pound into her three times tops and come like a geyser.
He figured she wouldn’t appreciate that.
“Faster,” she encouraged, her eyes closed and her head moving from side to side, her long hair sliding and sticking to the wall.
“Any faster babe and I’ll come.”