Page 64 of Falling Fast

Sheneededhim, and that was a new, terrifying first. She’d never made herself vulnerable to a man before. Not really. But pinned beneath his hard weight, the waves of emotion kept battering at her, threatening to tear her apart. She loved him. Would have died to save him today, and he’d been ready to do the same for her. It choked her up.

“Need you,” he muttered against her mouth, his kisses hard, urgent.

A shockwave of hunger tore through her. With greedy hands they stripped each other, seams popping as they tugged and yanked clothing out of the way and tossed it aside. She had to unwind her legs for him to peel her pants and panties off, then gasped and went still when he locked his strong, warm hands around her ankles and held them.

Slowly, inexorably he drew her legs farther apart, his hot stare going to the swollen place between them. “Lie still,” he commanded in a low voice, then leaned forward, lowering his upper body until his face was directly between her open thighs.

Charlie’s heart skipped as she lay there beneath him, watching his face. His expression was focused, determined as he bent toward her aching flesh. The warmth of his breath washed over her. A whimper locked in her throat, her hands curling into the bedding.Don’t make me wait another second.

His lips brushed over her in a soft, teasing kiss. She raised her hips, impatient, needing him so badly she ached, a knot of raw emotion lodged in her throat. Those golden eyes lifted to hers and he nuzzled her, parted his lips to graze his tongue along her sensitive folds.

A ragged gasp sucked air into her lungs. Charlie bit her lip and kept watching, dying for the moment when he finally gave her what she wanted. What she needed more than she needed oxygen. Not simply release, but the feeling of being possessed by this intense, sexy and brave man.

Jamie growled low in his throat and began his erotic exploration, stroking and sucking at her folds, the quivering bundle of nerves at the top of her sex. Pleasure rose like a dark wave inside her, reaching higher and higher, pushing her to the precipice. His wicked, torturous tongue swirled around her aching clit, then his lips closed around it.

Sweet, delicious suction surrounded those sizzling nerve endings. She bowed up, crying his name, a breathless plea for him not to stop.

Strong hands closed around her hips, held tight for a long moment before one slid upward to cup her breast, his thumb and forefinger rolling her nipple. Hot, electric pleasure seared through her. Then his tongue was pushing into her, delving.

She blindly reached for his head, panting. “Jamie—”

He made a low, negative sound and grasped her wrists, pulling them free of his hair as he sat up on his knees.

She opened her mouth to protest but the look on his face made the words die on her tongue. His expression was fierce, so full of longing and need that her heart clenched. She was so in love with this man, didn’t know how she could ever go on without him. Her stubborn pride be damned—she’d give him anything he wanted, including a shot at forever. “I want to feel you come around me when I’m buried deep inside you.”

Yes.“Come here,” she murmured, and sat up to reach for his shoulders.

He caught her by the upper arms, held her still for a moment, then pushed her backward. Only when she was lying flat did he allow her to touch him, taking her hands and placing them in the center of his chest.

She followed the contours of muscle with her palms and fingertips, reveled in his strength and vitality before trailing down over his rigid stomach to where his swollen cock stood so proud against his lower belly.

The instant she curled her fingers around him he groaned and bowed his head, his features tightening in near pain. He allowed her to stroke and squeeze for a few moments, then took her hands and pulled them away from his body, bringing them up to rest on either side of her head.

Staring up at him in the dimness, Charlie took it one step further.

As he released her and sat back on his haunches, she held his gaze and slowly raised her arms over her head, wrapped her fingers around the underside of the headboard. Silently signaling her surrender, giving him her body and her submission. She knew he needed this, secretly craved this, and she was willing to stretch her boundaries for him.

Because she trusted him, and because she wanted to experience this kind of total surrender with him. Laying herself bare for him on a level she never had with anyone else. Terrifying and thrilling at the same time.

Jamie’s eyes flared hot like a match strike and he sucked in a breath. With one hand he drew gentle fingers over her cheek, down the length of her nose and across her lips, his thumb lingering there. She kissed it, let her tongue tease the pad of it, and a slow, erotic smile curved his mouth.

He leaned over to grab something from the floor but she was too busy staring at that powerful male physique with all the bunching muscles to care what he was doing. God, her heart was pounding.

When he sat up again he already had a condom in hand. She licked her lips, all but squirming in anticipation as he rolled it down the length of his erection, giving himself a slow stroke that made her core clench. She’d wanted Jamie for so damn long, had never expected him to steal her heart so completely, and part of her couldn’t believe she was actually about to have him.

In a slow, deliberate movement he settled the head of his cock against her folds and rocked forward, gliding across her pulsing clit. Over and over he repeated the motion, one hand smoothing upward to cup her breast and play with her nipple. Sensation zinged through her body, a moan rippling out of her.

She curled her fingers tighter around the bottom of the headboard, wanting to touch him, to drag him down on top of her, but she knew he wanted this. So she lay there quivering, biting her lip as he finally eased forward, bracing his forearms on either side of her head. His stare drilled into hers as he flexed his hips, burying his length inside her in one slow, inexorable thrust.

Charlie gasped and arched, clinging to the headboard. He was so thick, stretching her, soothing the empty ache he’d created in her.

Framing her face between his hands, Jamie lowered his mouth to hers, licked into her mouth as he remained locked deep inside her. Her inner muscles clenched around him, greedy for more, and she couldn’t help twining her thighs around his, needing that anchor.

Her throat and chest were tight, a rush of emotion making her eyes burn. He kissed her slow and deep as he began to move, rocking gently, the angle of his strokes rubbing his pelvis against her throbbing clit.

Not enough. It was torture, even more than when he’d gone down on her. She was full, every slide of his cock stroking the sweet spot inside her, but she needed more direct friction against her clit. He was driving her crazy.

A frustrated sound came from the back of her throat. She locked her thighs harder around his, wriggling to find the contact she needed.

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