“Fuck, yes,” I said against her mouth and dove in again.
No corner was left untouched. She gave and I took ruthlessly. Tangled tongues and grappling fingers warred between us. Nothing was close enough.
I lifted her dress. The scrap of panties she wore was barely a barrier. Her heat teased along the tips of my long fingers. I didn’t pause to ask.
I was done with that.
I sunk two fingers into her pussy while I sucked on her tongue. She pushed back on me, driving them deeper as she grinded against the bulge under my zipper. My forearm burned and my wrist screamed at the position, but I wasn’t stopping for anything.
Not even if this place went up in flames around us.
I curled my fingers along the swollen perfection of her, gritting my teeth against the strength of her muscles. God, she was going to feel so good around my cock.
She held on to my shoulders, then she drove her hand into my hair, her nails scraping along my scalp. I sped up and she cried out, tearing her mouth away. Her head fell back as she bounced on my plunging fingers. “Don’t you stop. Don’t you stop.”
“Never.” I shifted her a little higher so I could get my arm into a better position.
She yelped, and her thighs shook.
“Yes,” I growled against her throat. “Yes. Come on my hand. Tighten that little pussy around my fingers.”
“Jake.” My name was barely discernible between her moans, but it was there. It was me who was giving her this pleasure.
I’d break my damn hand before I stopped.
She bore down on me, and I dragged my teeth down her neck to her shoulder as I let her ride me. The sounds coming from her weren’t sweet. They were full of shock and almost pain.
When I tried to ease back, her head snapped up. “No. No, deeper, please.”
I swung her around to the pool table and set her down. I twisted her onto the felt so she was facing the short side. I slowly moved to the end and bracleteted her ankle, opening her legs.
I slid my soaking wet fingers up her thigh and followed the trail with my tongue.
She stiffened, her fathomless dark eyes locked on me.
“I’ll give you everything you need.” I dragged her closer to me and draped her knee over my shoulder. That little taste hadn’t been nearly enough.
“I don’t need this. Just…you know, get inside me.”
I nuzzled over the soaked panel of her panties. “Every woman needs this.”
“It’s okay, seriously. You were so close with just those really big hands.” She laced her fingers with mine. “Really big hands.”
I laughed. “Have a little patience, Freckles.”
“It’s just that I usually like the sex part better, so don’t waste your time.”
“Waste…” I frowned. “Whomever told you it was a—” I lowered my forehead to her warm inner thigh. “Don’t say it.”
I raised my head, all the old anger about how Danny treated her roaring back.
She let me go and propped herself up on her elbows. “I’ve only ever been with…”
“Don’t say his name. Not now when your pussy is wet from me.”
She swallowed, and then lifted her chin. Pride and that fire I’d always loved lit her face. She flicked open the straining buttons of her dress and cupped her breast. “Then prove me wrong. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
I shoved up the skirt of her dress and ripped the tiny strings of her panties.