“Me too.” She fumbled with his belt buckle, and when it was undone, moved to the button and zipper on his jeans. “And I’m on the pill.” Was that hesitation?
No. He imagined it. Even while undressing him and implying bareback was okay, she managed to pull off sweet. That was intoxicatingly wrong. He settled his palm on the back of her hand and guided her to his cock. When her skin met his hot shaft, a jolt of need rocketed from his groin to his toes and fingers.
He was done holding back. He moved her hand aside to fist his dick, and dragged the head along her slit. When he reached her opening, he didn’t pause; he thrust inside with a single stroke.
She arched her back, driving him deeper. The way she encased him, tight and slick, almost made him come from the single stroke. He had to pause, to bring himself under control.
“You all right?” Jodie asked, teasing in her words.
“You feel fucking amazing.” Not the most eloquent thing he could have said. He grabbed her hips, withdrew almost to the tip, and plunged back inside her.
He tried to keep the pace slow. To build up. When she draped her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, he couldn’t hold back. The faint scent of her shampoo mixed with everything else in the room and captured his reason. He gripped her ass. It didn’t matter that the counter dug into his knuckles. He wanted—needed—to be as close to her as possible.
The witty banter was gone. He buried his face in her neck, diving into the fragrance of plum and flowers. His head swam, growing lighter each time he pounded against Jodie. She dug her nails into his back, and the sharp sting amplified everything else.
She felt so good. Squeezing. Slippery. Her quiet gasps built in volume, until the moans tore through his skull. It was alluring and addictive. He wanted to make her scream again, but he didn’t know if he had that kind of staying power. He increased the pace, slamming harder with each thrust.
Jodie tightened her grip, legs drawing him in tight, and when she came, she milked his cock.
He lost the last of his restraint. His movements became jerky, as he spilled inside her. Even after he was spent, he kept thrusting until weakness made his legs wobble.
He slowed to a stop and dropped his forehead onto her shoulder. “Fuck. You’re incredible.” A nagging voice asked what he’d done.
He enjoyed himself. Nothing wrong with that or the situation. And he sure as hell wasn’t going to ruin the moment by letting himself question it.
“Best I’ve got iswow.” Jodie let out a quiet laugh. It was rapidly becoming one of his favorite sounds.
He wasn’t sure how long they stood here, leaning against each other, wrapped in a pleasant haze. Conversation didn’t feel like a priority. The slow, steady sound of her breathing occupied Logan’s mind.
“My ass is getting cold.” Her statement didn’t shatter the mood, but it did make him smile.
Now that she mentioned it, he had the feeling back in his legs and, this was a bit of an awkward position. Thank God he didn’t have any roommates to walk in on them.
His phone chirped with the tone he’d assigned to messages from his father.Way to tempt fate.
“Do you need to get that?” Jodie nudged him upright.
He forced himself to ignore the disappointment caused by a few inches of distance. It was a good idea to make this a clean break, so they return to their lives. “I should. You can use the shower to clean up if you want.”
“Awesome. Thanks.” Her playful tone from earlier was gone, replaced with the blank nothingness she frequently cast in his direction.
Which was perfect. Now they had this out of their systems, they could go back to the antagonistic dance they did so well. He’d have to work harder to push her away—he’d tasted the forbidden fruit now.
His dick revolted at the idea of relegating what happened to a one-time thing. In response, he did up his jeans and grabbed his phone, to read the message from his dad.
We’re coming into town early and want to take you both to dinner. Let your sister know?
Logan felt like the air had been knocked from his lungs. This was one solid way to drive home thenever againreminder.
“Anything interesting?” Jodie’s laugh sounded forced.
He forced himself to repeat the news, and sound casual. “The folks will be in town early, before vacation. They want to take us out.”
“Right. Parents.”
This was awkward, but it was better they get it out of the way early, so they could go back to the way things were. The way they had to be. “At least we fucked that out of our systems, right?” He tried not to grimace through the joke that wasn’t funny. “Had a taste of forbidden fruit, and we can go back to normal now.”
“Yeah. What you said.” Jodie’s tone was flat.