“Wait,” I mutter a few minutes later, gently pulling her hand off me.
“Is something wrong?” Her voice is small, and her eyes look anywhere but at me.
Lifting her chin, I wait until she looks at me. “No, Aria. Nothing’s wrong. It’s just… it’s just been a while and if you carry on…”
“How long?”
I sigh. “About eighteen months.” My cheeks flush with heat at my admission.
“Eighteen months, wow. I better make this good.”
My eyes widen at her words, and she sits up, pulling her top over her head, leaving her in just her bra. My fingers reach around her back, undoing the clasp. The material falls from her body and I can’t take my eyes off her. She’s perfect. Needing to see more of her, I undo her shorts, tugging them down her legs.
“Holy fuck, you’re not wearing any underwear,” I exclaim, and she giggles.
“Neither are you.”
“Yeah, but it’s so much hotter whenyoudon’t wear any!”
“I’ll have to remember that. Touch me, Jack. Please,” she begs, and I don’t have to be asked twice.
Starting at her foot, my mouth brushes kisses up her leg, and by the time I reach the inside of her thigh, she’s panting. My head comes between her legs, and I lick through her folds. Her back arches off the ground. Her hands tangle in my hair and she pulls gently, moaning as my tongue circles her clit. Her breathing becomes ragged, and I can feel her legs shaking on either side of me. I slide two fingers inside her wet heat, and her body hugs my fingers. She gasps as I thrust them in and out of her. My tongue continues its assault on her clit, and I can feel her walls fluttering around my fingers, telling me she’s close.
“I’m going to come, Jack,” she pants, her legs holding my head in place. Increasing the pressure on her clit, I feel her whole body shudder, her name falling from my lips as she comes. I slowly kiss up her body, and her breathing is still labored when I reach her lips. I drop my forehead on hers.
“Can I make love to you?” I ask quietly, my lips grazing hers.
“No one’s ever asked me that,” she whispers, and I sit up.
“You’re a virgin?”
She laughs. “God, no! I’ve had sex, just no one’s asked me before. It must be a British thing.” She cocks her head. “Unless it’s a Jack thing? Whatever it is, it’s sexy as hell.”
“Is that a yes?” I ask her, my voice tinged with humor.
“Sex in the rain with a hot British guy? I’d say that’s a hell yes!” Chuckling, I stand up, pushing down my shorts. My cock springs free, hitting my stomach, and her eyes widen.
“Shit!” I exclaim, running my hand through my hair. “I don’t have a condom. I’m sorry.” Biting down on her lip, she sits up, taking my hand.
“I’m on birth control… and I’m clean.” Dropping to my knees, I tuck a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
“Are you sure? I’m clean too.”
She nods. “I want you,” she whispers.
“God, Aria, I want you too.” I carefully push her onto her back, my body coming over hers. My mouth goes to her neck, my teeth nipping her skin. Her hands brush up my arms and over my shoulders, goose bumps erupting on my skin where she’s touching me. My head drops to her perfect tits, and I suck one of her already pebbled nipples into my mouth. My tongue swirls around it, and I bite down gently as she gasps, arching her back. Releasing her nipple with a pop, I reach for my cock, positioning it against her entrance.
“Please,” she begs, rolling her hips when I don’t move. Sliding inside her, I groan as her body pulls me in. She feels wet and warm, and I close my eyes, dropping my forehead onto hers.
“You feel so good, Aria. I want to stay buried inside you forever.” My voice is low and full of emotion. If she hears it, she doesn’t let on.
“Please move, Jack.” Her hands run up and down my back, and I slowly pull out, slamming back into her. She cries out, her nails digging into my skin. She kisses me, snaking her tongue into my mouth as I continue to move in and out of her. Her pussy grips my cock like a vise, and I know I’m not going to last long. I reach between us, circling my thumb over her clit, my mouth finding her nipple again. My thrusts become more urgent as my orgasm builds, and I increase the pressure on her clit.
“Jack, I’m close,” she cries, her body moving with mine.
“Come for me, Aria,” I whisper in her ear as I lift my head from her tit. My words push her over the edge, and she cries out, her walls pulsing around my cock as she comes. Her orgasm triggers my own, and I come hard, my body shuddering with pleasure. Breathless, I drop my head into her neck, kissing her skin as her fingers stroke through my hair.
Rolling to the side, I pull her into my arms, her head resting on my chest. She’s quiet, but I guess I am too. My fingers stroke up and down her arm and she holds on tightly to me. After a few minutes of silence, I look down at her.