My fingers go on explorations of their own, feeling the hard muscles underneath the plaid shirt. His breath quickens as I slowly begin to unbutton it. I raise my arms so he can pull my pajama top off. His bare chest beckons my lips to take action.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?” James groans as I close my lips around one nipple while I peel the shirt off his toned shoulders. “Fuck.”

“And you’re making me crazy,” I whisper.

He smiles like the devil as he gets me out of my pants, slipping out of his jeans in the blink of an eye. Naked and burning for each other, we take a long minute to admire, to observe, to wonder.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while,” he says.

“That makes two of us,” I reply, unable to look away from his massive erection.

Our eyes finally meet, and I lick my lips, starting an avalanche of fiery reactions as James growls and takes me in his arms again. We’re skin on hot skin, aching for one another. He takes me over to the bed and gently guides me onto my back before climbing over me.

James stares at me for the longest second. Embers burn in those deep emerald eyes, his lips parting slowly as he moves down and plants wet kisses on my breasts, finishing with a gentle suckle of my nipples.

My moans intensify with every stroke of his tongue, his teeth nibbling on my tender flesh. My hands roam over his shoulders and arms, the tension gathering deep within my core, signaling a much-needed release.

“Tell me what you want,” James whispers, lips brushing over my nipple.

I glance down, and he looks up at me in a way that makes my pussy ache and beg for him. “Make me come,” I shamelessly reply. All bets are off tonight. “Make me come, James, until there’s nothing left of me.”

“How can I say no to that?”

A most delighted grin slits across his face as he drops kisses down my stomach, slowly lowering himself until he dips between my legs. We never break eye contact, not until I feel his tongue sliding between my slick folds.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp sucking in a deep breath as James devours my pussy.

His fingers tease my entrance, glazed in my arousal, while his lips and tongue tease my clit until it swells with desperation. I cry out as his fingers slide in, probing and stretching me. I imagine that giant cock of his spearing me, but the way his mouth makes love to my pussy has fireworks exploding before my eyes.

The pressure becomes too much to bear. I clench around his fingers, and he curls them with every retreat.

In and out, faster and harder, while he suckles on my clit, pressing his tongue against it while he finger-fucks me into a mind-blowing orgasm. I come hard, and after I stop trembling, he crawls back up by body, still grinning like the devil as he splits me in half in the best way possible. His cock fills me to the brim, and I hold my breath.

We look into each other’s eyes as time seems to stand still for what feels like forever. I need a moment to adjust.

“Fuck, you’re big,” I mumble.

“And you’re so goddamn tight and hot, Elise. You’re addicting. It’s gonna be a problem.”

“A problem?”

He moves, ever so slightly, for a tentative thrust. I gasp, welcoming him deep inside of me while I let my hands wander over his rippling pecs, then up to his neck, eventually framing his handsome face in my palms.

“Yes, a problem because once with you isn’t going to be enough,” he explains.

“I see. Well, I guess we’ll need to do this more often then.”

“A lot more.”

“Take me, James.” I surrender to him completely.

He kisses me and does precisely that. He fucks me out of this world and deep into the next, my pussy clenching with every thrust. I can feel him throbbing inside of me, my hot walls tightening around him as the rhythm intensifies.

“Come for me again, baby,” he whispers, his bodyweight pinning me down making me even more turned on.

I bring my knees up so he can go deeper, crying out with each thrust and reveling in the sound of skin slapping skin. My hand slips between us, as I’m eager to oblige.

“Yeah, like that,” he growls, going harder. Deeper. Faster.