Page 23 of Burning for Him

Going up on his knees, he grasped the waistband of her black bikini underwear, pulling them down her long legs as he climbed off the end of the bed. Dropping them to the floor, he couldn’t stop staring at the beautiful creature before him, spread out like a feast. As his gaze roamed her body, taking in every freckle, birthmark, and inch of perfection, his cock throbbed with need, demanding release from its confinement.

He quickly shed his pants and boxer briefs, and his ego got a boost as her eyes widened at the sight of his thick cock standing erect, which was hard as steel and weeping with pre-cum. Circling the bed, he retrieved a condom from his wallet, setting it aside, then lowered the brightness of the lantern so it wasn’t blinding, yet they could still see each other. He wanted to inspectevery part of her body and watch her reactions as his fingers and tongue learned where and how she liked to be touched.

Climbing onto the mattress, he stretched out so his chest, abdomen, and pelvis were flush against her side. Desire flooded him, and his mind and body fought between needing to get inside her as fast as possible and wanting to take time to savor every moment with her. Who knew what the future would bring, after everything they’d been through—both in the last eighteen hours and over the past four years.

As his splayed hand roved her torso, he leaned down and kissed her lips, which immediately opened for him. Their tongues danced in a mating ritual as old as time. He played with her nipples, pinching and plucking them before his hand traveled south. The scent of her arousal hung in the air, and he lifted his head to inhale deeply through his nose, drawing it in.

Jenn’s fingertips traced his tattoo again as she explored his chest. She gasped and her hips bucked when he brushed his fingers over her swollen clit. He gave it some attention before dipping lower to find her soaked for him. He teased her slowly, not entering her because a thought occurred to him.

“Sweetheart, have you done this before, or are you a virgin?” He really didn’twantto know the answer if it was the former, but heneededto know if he had to be extra gentle because her hymen was intact.

She shook her head, and her gaze dropped to his chest as if she were embarrassed. “No, I’m not. I’ve only been with one other guy, though. We dated for a few months during our first year of college, but decided we were better off as friends. I haven’t had sex with anyone else since.”

He doubted that it was due to a lack of effort on the part of other men. Surely, she’d dated some even if she hadn’t slept with them.

Tamping down his jealousy for the asshole who took her virginity—even if they remained friends, the guy was still an asshole in Doug’s mind—he smiled at her before kissing her nose. “Okay. But you have to tell me if I’m going too fast or if you don’t like something I do, all right?”

“Yes. I’ve learned a lot from my aunts and uncles about how communicating during sex is important.”

A groan erupted from his throat. “Um, can we not mention them, especially your uncles, while we’re naked?”

She giggled. “Noted.”

Part of Jenn was apprehensive about being able to please Doug sexually. He undoubtedly had far more experience than her, and she worried she wouldn’t compare to the other women he’d been with. She still couldn’t believe she’d begged him to make love to her and that he’d given in. That was the most shocking part. But as she stared into his eyes, she didn’t just see the desire to have sex. Raw passion and hunger swirled in their depths. What she felt was reflected there. He wasn’t in bed with her to scratch an itch or out of pity for what she’d been through since yesterday morning. He wanted her. Craved her. Of that she was certain.

No man had ever looked at her like he did right then. It was how she wished he would look at her for what seemed like forever. She’d heard her aunts use the words cherished and adored when referring to how their husbands made them feel, and now she knew what they meant. This was what it was like to be the sole focus of someone you were in love with. She just hoped that in the morning, he wouldn’t have any regrets.

Doug dipped his head, taking her breast into his mouth again and teasing the nipple as his fingers parted her labia and one slid inside. She was slick, making it easy for him. His touch ramped up her desire, and she licked and nibbled on his shoulder as her hands roamed across his body wherever they could reach.

She inhaled sharply, then moaned when he added a second finger to the first and bit down lightly on her nipple. Sex with Cole had never been this good, and they were just getting started. Her body was already on a trek toward utopia, climbing higher and higher, in search of the ultimate reward.

As he slowly fucked her with his fingers, his thumb brushed over her clit again and again, causing a cry of want and need to erupt from her throat. Her hips lifted and fell as she squirmed and tried to match his pace. He shifted to her other breast, laving it with his tongue. His coarse facial hair rasped against her skin, adding to the multitude of sensations racing through her body. The hand between her legs moved faster as he added a third finger, spreading her open and giving her more pleasure than she’d ever known.

Her mind spun out of control as the orgasm hovered on the edge for a heartbeat, then crashed over her like a wave, shattering her into a million fragments of utter euphoria. Her eyes slammed shut as she screamed his name, and he swiftly covered her mouth with his own. His fingers continued to thrust into her, drawing out her climax. She was in a free-fall from thousands of miles above the Earth. Her mind exploded with fireworks in myriad shades of every color of the rainbow. When he lifted his head, she gasped for air, floating back down in a cocoon of bliss. “Holy shit!”

She opened her eyes to find him grinning at her. “That good?”

“Are you...kidding?” she asked as she panted. “That wasn’t just good—it was...it was...oh, God, my mind is blank! It wasbetter than good.” Her body sagged onto the mattress as the last vestiges of euphoria began to ebb. “That’s all I can think of.”

He laughed. “Glad to hear it. But we’re not done, sweetheart. Not by a long shot.”

Reaching back, he found the condom on the bedside table, but she snatched it from his hand and tore it open. “Let me.”

Heat flared in his eyes, and she felt the need to tell him that she’d never done this before—put a condom on a man. “My aunts taught me how to do this using bananas and dildos.”

He coughed and sputtered before shaking his head. “And that’s why I try to avoid the she-shed at all costs. I once walked in on a conversation about which vibrators were the best. Granted, I hadn’t knocked because I was in a hurry to check on something for Ian, but yeah, I knock now.”

Laughter spilled from them, but then Jenn got serious again. She pushed on his shoulder until he was flat on his back, then ran her hand down his sculpted torso to the prize jutting proudly from his groin. When she wrapped her hand around his thick cock, he hissed and bucked his hips. “Damn, woman. I’m going to come from just your touch before you even get that thing on me.”

His words thrilled her. To know he was already on the edge gave her confidence. She set the condom on the tip of his shaft, then gripped him tightly as she rolled it on. He moaned, but as soon as she finished, he grabbed her waist and flipped her over before draping his body on top of hers. From chest to toe, they fit perfectly together. He brushed a few strands of her hair back, staring into her eyes. “You’re so beautiful, sweetheart. So damn beautiful. How I stayed away from you for as long as I did...” Not finishing the sentence, he shook his head. “I was an ass, and I’m so sorry. But that’s in the past. This is now.”

Her heart filled with more love for him, which she hadn’t thought possible.

Brushing his lips against hers, he whispered, “Let me know if I need to slow down or if I’m hurting you.”

“You won’t.”

He narrowed his brow. “That wasn’t the answer I wanted. I’ll try my best not to hurt you, but you have to tell me if I do. That’s not a request, Jenn.”

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