Page 48 of Always Been You

"Yes, ma'am."

He smiled as he moved onto the bed loving how demanding she was. How responsive she was. How sensual she was.

He covered her knees with his palms and parted her legs in order to give him an unobstructed view of her core glistening with the evidence of her release. His fingers trailed up and down her inner thigh until she was whimpering and writhing beneath his touch.

She started to rise up on her elbows, but he wrapped his fingers around the back of her knees and tugged so that her ass cheeks hit his thighs and she was once again on her back.

In the new position, all he had to do was tilt her hips up half an inch, and the head of his cock was lined up perfectly at her opening. His erection was throbbing painfully being so close to heaven. Reaching between them, he grasped the base of his shaft and guided his engorged head up and down the slick seam of her sex.

Her hips started bucking up, seeking him to fill her. He tightened his grip to keep her pinned down. She bit her lip in frustration, but didn't protest in any further.

When he saw that her clit was swollen with arousal and that she was so wet he'd be able to slide into her in one thrust, that’s what he did. He plunged into her in one smooth, powerful motion. Her body pulled him in as her inner walls clenched around his member. Even through the latex barrier, he could feel the ridges of her tight channel as her suctioning heat surrounded his throbbing shaft.

She cried out as her back arched, jutting her perky breasts up. She fisted the comforter as he began to push in and pull out of her. His eyes drank her in, watching her every move, her every reaction, and watching where their bodies were intimately joined.

His heart raced as they found a rhythm that had his balls tingling and tightening against his body. He didn't want this to be over, he never wanted to stop making love to her, but he knew that he wasn't going to last much longer.

Knowing that he wanted to take her with him, he dug his fingers into the flesh of her hip with his left hand and shifted her up so he could drive even deeper into her while simultaneously circling her clit with his right thumb. He knew that it would be extra sensitive, so he kept his touch light and teasing.

"Yes! Right there." Her voice was hoarse as she repeated. "Yes! Right there. Don't stop."

He didn't stop. Not until he pushed them both up and over the threshold of passion and they were both soaring up and over the edge of sanity. Jess opened her mouth on a silent cry as he plunged into her in a final push, filling her completely as his climax claimed him.

When his body jerked with his last pulse of release, his arms went to jelly, and he started to collapse beside Jess. But she wrapped her legs and arms around him and hugged him so that he was on top of her and his body was still buried in her sex.

"You feel so good. Don't go."

This time, he didn't. If it were up to him, he never would.

16

"What are you doing here?" Ali's eyes widened when she walked into the community center room and saw Jess.

Jess looked around at the other women seated around her. "I'm here for knitting club."

"Yeah," Ali's response was in the affirmative but her head was shaking no. "But you're early."

"Oh, right, I am." Jess chuckled. She managed to be on time for some things, but she'd never been early for anything in her life. "I needed to talk to you. In private."

Now it was Ali's turn to scan the area around her. "Um, do you want to go somewhere else?"

"No. Just sit down." Jess patted the chair beside her.

She and Ethan got back to Whisper Lake two days ago, but Ali had still been sick. Today was the first day she was feeling better, and they'd both had to work. This was the first chance that she'd gotten to speak to her since her wild weekend in Chicago.

Her friend sat and got right down to business. She dug into her bag, grabbed her needles and yarn. The Needlepoint Mafia had strict rules about the meetings not being "social visits." They took their knitting seriously, so both girls cast on before Jess leaned over to Ali.

"I have to tell you something, but don't have any reaction."

"Okay." Ali's face was blank. Comically blank.

"And no sudden movements."

"Is this a stick-up?" Ali teased.

"No. I just don't want you to draw any attention to us."

"Got it." She looked down at her hands as she worked on one of the beanies that she sold in the shop.

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