I pushed her back on the couch, straddling her body. "I am not a fussy pants. Take it back."
"Fussy pants, fussy pants, fussy pants."
This was the weirdest situation I'd ever been in, and at the same time, I was filled with lightness. Playfulness, even. It felt foreign, yet nice.
"See, I knew you liked poking at me."
She jabbed her finger into my chest. "Poke, poke, poke, poke."
I grabbed her hands, pushing them both over her head and holding both wrists with one hand. I used the finger of my free hand to press over her lips to make her stop talking. She responded by opening her mouth and lightly biting down on my finger. Electricity shot through me. It must've coursed through my body and out because her eyes clouded. She released my finger with her teeth, wrapping her lips around the digit instead. All I could think about was wishing my dick were between those sweet, plump lips.
Her tongue lapped over my finger.
“Are you poking at me again?”
Her eyes lit up with humor as her hips lifted against me. “I think you’re the one poking me.”
The warning bell clanged in my head.Get off Raina. Don’t tempt yourself. Don’t cross the line again.On and on, it told me to withdraw from this situation.
“Reyna.”
“Yes, James.”
Fuck it. I dipped my head and consumed her lips. I ground my hips against her, the friction against my dick making my head swim.
I trailed my lips along her jaw as I slipped my hand under her to unzip her dress.
“Is this where you fuck me?” she said in a breathless sigh.
“This is where I fuck you.” My hands were everywhere, as were hers until she was naked. I ran my hand down her body, my gaze following it as I took in the creaminess of her skin, the softness of it. I brought my gaze to hers. “If you’re okay with that.”
“I’m okay with that.” She ran her hands down my bare chest. It occurred to me that when I fucked her the last time, I was nearly fully clothed. I hadn’t felt her hands on me. Good Christ, how I wanted her to touch me now. I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of her hands as they roamed over my chest, then down my back and gripped my ass. She moved her hand between us, wrapping her hand around my dick.
“Fuck.” I groaned as a new wave of desire and need blasted through me. I gathered my wits and slid down her body. Did she taste as good as she had that time in Hawaii? I could remember we’d had sex, but it had been so fast and furious and mindless. That wasn’t going to happen this time. This time, I was going to touch and taste every inch of this woman.
I settled between her legs, inhaling the sexy scent of her pussy. It was like finding an oasis in a desert as I ran my tongue through her folds.
“Oh!” Her fingers gripped my head, holding me to her. I gave her everything I could. I licked and sucked and flicked until her hips were writhing and her gasps echoed through the living room. “Oh, God... oh, God...”
I lifted my head, using my thumb to brush over her hard, pink clit. “Say my name, Reyna. When you come, say it.” I don’t know where that came from except I wanted to be sure she knew it was me rocking her world.
“Yes... don’t stop... don’t stop, James.”
That’s fucking right. I rewarded her by thrusting my tongue inside her, lapping at her pussy walls as my thumb continued to rub her clit.
“James!” she cried out. Her body bowed off the couch, going taut, and then she came down and her hips gyrated as I drew out her orgasm for as long as she could ride it.
I lapped up her juices and then propelled myself over her body. I kissed her hard as I pulled her leg up over my hip to open her to me and thrust, sinking deep inside her pussy.
The warning in my head sounded again, but I ignored it. Nothing would keep me from enjoying this sweet perfection.
CHAPTERSIXTEEN
Reyna
My body was still quivering when James surged inside me, stealing my breath.
“Fuck.” He groaned as he withdrew and filled me again.