Page 114 of Collect the Pieces

Her body tightens. Her hands claw at the sheets. She tries to clamp her legs around my head, but I press my hands against her thighs, keeping her spread open.

Harsh gasps and moans tear from her throat. “Right there. Don’t stop. Please.”

I groan against her wet skin, my promise not to stop.

She spears her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer.

Slowly, the tension drains out of her body. I suck and lick with less pressure until she lets out a contented sigh.

Desire wraps around my chest, pulling tight. I grab the condom, smooth it on and hook my arms under her knees again before she realizes what’s happening.

“Jensen?”

I slowly ease inside her.

“Oh God.” She lifts her head, watching with wide eyes while I sink all the way in. Her breaths turn short and choppy.

“Good?” I ask, shifting my gaze between where we’re joined and her face.

“Yes,” she moans, and drops her head back on her pillow.

Fire licks down my spine. Too soon.

Another tortured moan passes her lips. “Oh my God.”

“Come here.” I need her pressed up against me more than I need to breathe. I slip my arms under her and lift her into my lap, sitting back on my heels. Her tits squeeze against my chest, and she drapes her arms over my shoulders. “That’s better.”

She fuses her mouth to mine and starts rocking her hips.

I let out a sharp groan of surprise. The new angle and friction feel so fucking good. She breaks the kiss, panting and staring into my eyes.

“Don’t stop,” I warn her. “Don’t you dare.”

“No.”

“Lean back. I got you.”

She grabs my shoulders and arches her back, grinding herself into me.

White spots burst behind my eyes.

“I,” she gasps. “I’m so close.” She screams the last word.

Pleasure swells as she tightens around me. I groan and shudder, releasing her so she falls back on the bed. I fall overher, pounding into her so hard, the bed rattles. Groaning loud as I finally come.

I collapse over her, our sweaty bodies sticking together. She wraps her arms around me tight, kissing my cheeks, dragging her fingers through my hair. “I love you,” she murmurs over and over.

“Thank you.” I drop a kiss on her forehead and roll to the side before I crush her. “Give me a sec.”

I sit up, head spinning, and drop the condom in the small trash can near the nightstand.

She’s on her side, up on one elbow, beautifully naked when I turn around. I slide under the sheet and urge her closer. She eagerly settles against my side, running her hand all over my chest and abs.

“I love the way you touch me.”

She slows her soft strokes and slides her fingers down my arm. “Just checking to make sure you’re real.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

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