Jared’s strong hands took hold of me, moving me so that my knees straddled his hips. “Ride me,” he commanded. He reached down to spread my folds, pressing my center against the bottom of his thickness. “Slide up and down until I’m nice and slick for you.”
His darker tone of voice had me shivering from head to toe. Placing my hands on his chest, I nodded, every muscle in my body needing to obey him as I began to move. Slowly I slid back and forth, feeling my juices flowing as his heat seemed to surround me.
I still wasn’t sure whether he would fit, but I was more determined than ever to try. Just the thought of having so much of him inside me caused faint moans to escape my throat.
Jared reached up to squeeze my breasts, flicking his thumbs around the nipples as we rocked together. Then his right hand slid down until his thumb found my clit.
“That’s it, gorgeous,” he growled softly. “Get ready for me. I need to feel you come on me.”
The sensation of being so open for him, allowing my body to do everything we wanted without thought, sent me spinning into bliss. “Jared…” I wailed as the pleasure shook my hips, grinding my wet flesh against his length.
Falling forward, I kissed him hard, frantically, as we moved together. I was so wet and open that it only took a wriggle for the thick, round head to begin to slip inside me.
Staring down at Jared’s beautifully sculpted body, part of me still couldn’t believe this was happening. Placing my hands on his warm, muscular chest, I took a slow breath and began to sink down onto his shaft.
Jared’s palms gripped my hips, guiding me. “Slowly,” he said, watching my eyes carefully.
Something in his gaze almost made me burst into tears. It was more than love. Jared cared for me completely. Even now, when he probably had the worst case of blue balls since we met, he was only thinking of my comfort.
“I love you,” I said, leaning down to give him the most sensual kiss of my life.
“And I love you, Tara,” he moaned, as his length slipped further inside.
I gasped as the pressure became intense, but the light rocking of his hips and mine seemed to nudge everything into place.
“So tight and wet for me,” his deep voice rumbled. “You look like a goddess riding me.”
My long blonde hair was probably a complete tangled mess around my shoulders, and I felt flushed from the heat flowing through me. Yet I did feel like a goddess, as my thighs clenched, pressing my body down until almost his entire length was seated deep in my channel.
“How does that feel?” he asked.
“Perfect,” I moaned. “And I bet I can fit a little more.”
His eyes blazed as he chuckled. “Slowly, baby.”
Rocking gently, I gasped as he hit bottom inside me. I could feel more than hear his low groan. Sliding my hands around his neck, I began to move steadily, loving the feeling of his entire length pulling out, then sinking deep inside again.
“I think you were made for me,” Jared said, kissing me tenderly.
He gripped me tightly, then began moving against me in a seductive rolling rhythm that practically knocked the breath out of me. He was so hot, and that sexy heat was making me lose my inhibitions.
Every thrust was more perfect than the last, as we gasped and moaned against each other. For the first time in my life, I was completely delighted to be the center of attention. Jared’s eyes were fixed on mine, leaving only to stare occasionally at my bouncing breasts, or the place where we were joined.
As I leaned forward to kiss him, I shifted, allowing my clit to graze against him with every stroke.
“Tell me you can come like this,” he groaned.
“Yes,” I gasped, as the spiraling pressure inside me was already taking over. Thrusting faster, his cock swelled even more inside me as I felt my climax rushing through my nerves. It spilled over me like a waterfall, leaving me breathless and quivering. “Harder,” I managed to gasp.
Jared’s hands tightened around my hips. “I can feel you,” he groaned. “Tara...” His lips crushed to mine as I felt his length jerk, spurting deep in my pussy.
I’d never felt a more perfect moment in my entire life. Somehow, I felt claimed, while at the same time, I was claiming Jared.
We belonged to each other now.
“I love you,” he murmured, still moving against me. “Tara, tell me you’re mine. I know it’s too crazy, too soon, but tell me anyway.”
Bringing my forehead against his, I stared into his dark eyes, completely free of worry for the first time in my life. “Yes. I’m yours.”