Page 95 of Not the Plan

“Why?” she asked.

“You’re heaven.”

She giggled. “Was that a line?”

“No—”

She clutched his hair and brought his lips back to hers, to consume him. She wrenched a groan out of him, and before he anticipated it, turned them both and pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed. Drunk with her, he throbbed, panting as she slipped out of her thong. He leaned to put his glasses on the nightstand and got rid of his last shred of clothing. He stroked himself once, his gaze slipping from hers to the meeting of her thighs. He licked his lips.

“No,” she said, a fingertip under his chin, bringing his attention up. “You’re turning me into an addict.” She smiled. “But not now. Now I need you inside me.”

Sliding his hands up her thighs, he guided her onto his lap, her legs on either side. There were condoms in the nightstand drawer, and he thought to reach for one, but she beat him to it. He ran a hand from her chest, between her breasts, and down her abdomen as she stretched in front of him. What started as an exhale deepened into a growl.

“Come here.” He pulled her back.

She licked her lips. “I like it when you get greedy.”

He got the condom on and looked at her bewitching face again.

“Do you like this?” He tilted his hips, throwing her off balance enough that she crashed against his length.

She gasped, and her eyes narrowed into slits.

“Now, Karim.”

He darted a hand between their thighs, and she rocked herhips to take him inside of her. The high-pitched sigh she made each time he entered her forced him to clench his teeth, letting the sparks flow over him. His face fell into the haven between her breasts, and he groaned deep as she rode him. She cried out, but it didn’t register. He could only feel her heat, her constricting tightness, the increasing friction that was going to push him over the edge long before he was ready. He splayed a hand at the base of her spine and stopped her on a downward stroke, holding her in place.

Her shocked gasp wavered, then exploded as she contracted around him, the orgasm breaking before either of them imagined it was close. Swallowing a groan, he stomped a foot to keep from tumbling with her.

“Shit!” he growled, both arms circled around her as she slumped into him.

“Why…” She panted. “Why did you…stop?” Then he lost her again, her eyes rolling back as an aftershock rumbled through her. He moaned deep, struggling.

“Just…” He had to stop to let out a breath. “Just wanted to change position, but we learned something new, huh?” He smiled, still not sure he’d won the fight against a surprise of his own.

“Oh yeah, we did.” She sighed.

He loosened his grip, careful not to let her fall.

“Lean back, beautiful,” he whispered. Her hands found his knees as he brought her legs around his waist. She let out one of those erotic moans, tensing around him again.

“God, Isa,” he groaned. “I’m not gonna make it five minutes.”

Glancing up at her was dangerous, with her chest rising and falling, lips open, panting.

“Your fault,” she breathed. “You go so deep…. Feels too good…”

Having this amazing, sexy woman, hisgirlfriend,look at him like that…He had to give her more, had to show her how much he loved her.

“Closer,” he whispered.

She leaned into him, shuddering as her arms went around hisneck. He held her close with one hand, using the other to bring her face to his, locking his gaze on hers.

“Don’t look away,” he whispered as he began to move. Her eyes went wide as she sighed, but she didn’t blink. The range of motion was limited, and it took a moment to figure out how to rock into her. The work was worth it. He needed her close, face-to-face. He focused on slight movements, trying to put additional pressure on her clit. But gazing into her eyes eroded his ability for analytic thought. Opting for his thumb, he slid one hand down her body to make gentle circles at the meeting of her lips. Her external and internal quivers were his reward.

“Beautiful.” He sighed. “So beautiful, so perfect.”

Her whimper broke his heart, her fingernails digging into his shoulder, her eyebrows crunching together, her panting growing louder with his. She shook her head.

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