Page 25 of Securing the Odds

It was a nice way to fall asleep.

Chapter 11

“Spread wider.”

Jake loved that Tammy didn’t hesitate to do as told, bending her knees and opening herself up for him.

He’d awoken with her draped on him, her arm hugging his middle, and a bare leg hiked across his thighs.

His dick, already semi-hard, had stiffened to attention, eager for the woman it had been waiting two long years for.

The woman he now feasted on.

“Fuck, you’re soaked.” He slipped his fingers inside her, stretching her. “Tell me you want this as much as I do.”

She also didn’t hesitate to answer, her fingers diving into his hair, gently tugging, a silent entreaty for him to come up. “I want this. I want you.”

He followed her prodding, stopping to place kisses up her abdomen and between her breasts along the way.

Hovering over her with their lips mere inches apart and their noses almost touching, he said, “I’m clean. If you’re not on birth control, I’ll use a condom, but with you, I’d really like to go in bare.”

Fuck. Did he even have a condom?

His eyes flicked to the nightstand at the side of the bed, trying to remember if there were any in there.

“With me?”

Kissing the corner of her mouth, he murmured there, “I’ve never experienced it before. I want the first time to be with you.”

“I’m on the pill.” Her words whispered across his lips. “I’d, um, like to feel you bare, too.”

Thank fuck.

Unable to wait another second, he lined himself up and surged inside.

She gasped.

Gritting his teeth, he held himself still while waiting for her to adjust. Fuck, she was tight, encasing him like a glove. “Are you all right?”

“Yes. It didn’t hurt. Just a bit of a surprise. It’s been a while.” She tilted her hips up, wrapping her legs around the backs of his thighs, and that was his cue to move.

Pulling out nearly to the tip, he waited a beat then thrust back in, planting himself to the hilt. A shiver slid down his spine, and his balls spasmed. Fuck, she felt so fucking good.

“Yes.” Tammy threw her head back, and her grip tightened on his upper arms.

With his hands on the bed bracketing her head, his muscles strained and flexed as they found a rhythm.

“Sweetheart, you need to find it soon. I’m not going to last much longer.” And he wasn’t. The feel of Tammy’s heat surrounding and squeezing him was almost his undoing. He was holding on by a thread. It had been too long, and she felt too fucking good.

Knowing he’d hold out longer with her on top, he started to flip them. “Hang on.” That was all the warning he gave her before he pushed off with his arm, securing his other one behind her back as he rolled. She issued a small squeak as he righted them, his hands moving to her hips to keep her impaled on his cock.

“Ride me.”

Throwing her arms forward, she caught her hands on the bed on either side of his head and ground herself down on him. Her tits were right there, the perfect view in front of his face, and he didn’t hesitate to reach up and play with them.

“Make yourself come, baby.” He pinched a nipple and rolled it, his other hand going south, his thumb finding her clit.

She bucked faster, her tits swaying. Bending his neck, he captured a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it.

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