All of his fantasies about her—and they had been plentiful and detailed and dirty—were nowhere close to the reality of her and the way she responded to his touch.
Chad slipped his hand between her legs and felt how wet she was already. He couldn’t stop himself. He lifted her higher and positioned himself between her legs.
She sank down so slowly on him, he thought he would burst. Or beg for mercy. The feeling of being inside Jennie was like nothing he ever could have imagined. She gripped him tightly and rocked her hips back and forth, tearing an almost animal-like sound from his lips.
He sank into her deep and hard, long slow strokes that made him ache for more. He never wanted this to end.
It took everything he had to stop them. Chad lifted Jennie off his cock and put her on the floor, reaching over to turn off the water.
“Condom,” he whispered as his mouth found hers again. “Bed.”
He skipped the towel and lifted her into his arms. He wanted back inside her. Now.
But when he got her to the bed and dug in his wallet for a condom, he placed it on the nightstand. She needed more than this. She needed to forget and he damn well was going to give her that.
Chad lowered himself to her peaches and cream thighs and let his hands travel over her heated flesh. Everything about her was softness to his hardness. He marveled at the feel of her; at how incredible she looked spread out for him.
For a minute, he thought of all the things he would do to her someday, but he made himself push those thoughts from his mind. There would be no someday between them. He knew better than to hope for more than this one night with her.
In fact, Chad was pretty confident it wouldn’t even be one full night. As soon as she remembered Kyle, she’d be done. He had this moment. Nothing more.
Driving everything else from his mind, Chad trailed his tongue slowly over Jennie’s flush skin, the swollen nub that would bring her pleasure and help her lose herself. He almost groaned out loud at the sweet taste of her.
He closed his mouth over her clitoris and tugged gently as she pushed her hips up, seeking more. She was swollen and wet and responding instantly to every touch, every movement.
He slipped one, then two fingers inside of her, wanting to hear the sweet little moans she made as she quivered in his hands. Holding her hips still with one hand, he circled and licked, then sucked hard once again. Her orgasm ripped through her in waves, muscles pulsing and throbbing from her release.
She came fast and hard and Chad knew she needed a lot more. His hands roamed her body, stopping to play with the soft rounds of her breasts. He kissed the soft plane of her stomach, luxuriating in the feel of her as he waited for her to come down from her orgasm. Then, just as quickly, he let his fingers and his mouth settle on her as he sent her spiraling up again.
Her muscles clamped down on his fingers as she crested the wave of her second orgasm and Chad’s body screamed to be inside her. To know what it felt like to have her come around him as her moans and whimpers filled his ears.
Chad slowly withdrew his fingers and kissed his way back up Jennie’s body, finding her mouth once more. He didn’t let her rest. He didn't want her thinking or remembering.
He tore open the condom and rolled it on as she reached with greedy hands for his hard length. The touch of her hands was almost enough to do him in. He pinned her wrists above her head with one hand and lowered himself over her.
He entered her, intending to move slowly, to draw out the pleasure, both for her and for himself. But his tiny vixen wrapped her legs around him and pulled.
He laughed and let her pull him deep inside, letting out a groan when he’d buried himself deep and hard.
Jennie buried her head in his neck and he plunged into her hot, wet depths, greedily taking everything she had to give. He gritted his teeth, resisting the almost overwhelming urge to let himself go.
He leaned down and worshipped her neck, licking and biting at the soft spot behind her ear until he heard her moan. He worked his way down her neck and across her shoulder as he plunged ever deeper into her in steady strokes that took them both closer to orgasm with each one.
The feel of her around him was more than he could ever have imagined, though he had tried time and time again. He’d fantasized about this moment almost every day.
He’d give everything to have more than this one night with her. To make love to her slowly one night, then bracingly hard and fast the next. To make love while they laughed and played and experimented.
To have her over him, looking down with her sweet, sensuous eyes as she rode him to ecstasy. To take her from behind or up against a wall. He wanted Jennie again and again in every way imaginable.
When his mouth reached her breast, he bit down gently, tugging with his teeth as Jennie cried out. He felt her clenching muscles grip him and knew there was no fighting it. Chad gave in and buried himself with a deep guttural growl as he came inside her for what he knew would be the first and last time.
Pleasure poured through him as he emptied himself. He gave himself a minute to lay still inside of her, satiated and spent. He told himself time and time again not to wish for more. Not to hope that she might come out of this changed somehow, and able to love him.
Able to move on from her love for a man who was no longer with her, but still somehow between them as though he were a tangible presence.
He shook off foolish dreams and slipped out of the bed and cleaned up in the bathroom. When he returned, Jennie was facing away from him and he guessed she couldn’t handle looking at him or talking to him right now. That was okay. They could talk in the morning.
He slid into the bed with her and wrapped an arm around her, pulling her tight. He wouldn’t let her sleep alone tonight. For this one night, he’d hold her tight and wrap her up in his arms. And, maybe, just maybe she'd forget for a little while longer.