“I’m not so sure about that... I’m not the one who hired professionals and garnered all that experience,” I toss at her, amused.
“You are the professional,” she jokes.
She leans to me and smiles against my lips while I curl my hand around her neck and pull her close to me.
We share a tender kiss before I murmur against her lips.
“You should fear nothing, Senna. All I need is time...”
She wraps her arms around my neck as we connect our lips again. My blood speeds up, flooded with pleasure, as she slinks her hand beneath my towel and curls her fingers around me.
Her thigh slides up my hip.
Her moan vibrates in my mouth as I push my fingers into her, her flesh throbbing.
She shudders.
I break the kiss.
She looks at me with vacant eyes, her hand running up and down my length, her hips grinding as her chest begins to heave.
“That fast...?” I purr against her lips.
Her wetness coats my fingers.
I pull them out and fill her with my hard meat, her moans of pleasure raising goosebumps on my arms.
A faint smile lines her lips as she sinks her nails into my arm. Thrusting into her, I watch her quickly scaling up.
Right on the cusp, she closes her eyes and presses the back of her head against my hand. I pick up the pace, my gaze dipping to her lips.
The peak of tension hardens her muscles. Her body arches against mine, her breasts getting crushed against my chest, her pussy soaking me.
I take her mouth.
Her chest vibrates with a growl as her tongue sweeps mine.
Hungry, voracious, and trembling, she sucks on my tongue, branding me with her nails.
She squirms and moans in my embrace, tipping over the edge as I hammer her relentlessly. She tears her mouth away from mine, her throat filled with a crying sound.
“Come, baby...” I say as another orgasm sweeps through her, stronger than the first.
Lines of blood grow on my back from her nails.
That’s when I come undone.
* * *
SENNA
“Jaden?”
The howling wind groans in response.
All I see is the thick darkness and the string of flickering lights leading to the neighbor’s house.
Fresh snow crunches beneath my boots, the long-sleeved T-shirt not doing much to protect me from the frigid air.