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“More than once,” I threw back.
He laughed from the other room.
“How’s your leg? You seem to be doing better than I would have thought.” I dropped my towel and joined him on the bed.
“Hard to think about the pain when all I can think about is tasting you.” He grabbed me and fell back onto his back. “Up.” He pulled me along his body. “I want you to ride my face.”
“Oh, fuck.” I’d never done that before. I was always worried about smothering a guy, but he didn’t look like he would take no for an answer.
I climbed up him and he stopped me halfway up to run his finger along my clit. It came away coated in my juices. He didn’t hesitate to pop that finger into his mouth and suck those juices off it.
“God, that’s good.” He grabbed my ass and helped me position myself over him.
Before I could even sit down, he brought his head up and licked my outer lips, one long, barely there swipe that caused my knees to give out under me and I collapsed on top of him.
“Charles!” I cried out when his tongue parted my folds and traced one side of my clit. My voice was needy and desperate. I grabbed his hair to anchor myself to him and guide him where I wanted him. He groaned his approval and the vibrations of it ran along my pussy.
“Oh, god.” I found a rhythm and rode his face.
He slipped a finger into me, his other hand dangerously close to a part of me I had never played with and the thought of how close he was to touching me there had me seeing stars.
“Just like that,” I panted.
His hand gripped my ass tight, and he encouraged me to move. He circled my clit just right, ratcheting up my pleasure, and I felt his groan vibrate through me. I was so close now.
“Come for me, angel,” he said when he came up for air. He slipped two fingers into me and latched onto my clit, sucking it just right. I reached up and pinched my nipples just as his fingers found the perfect spot in me.
I clenched down on him and came. “Charles!”
“Mine,” he said, his voice muffled as he continued his assault, bringing me to the edge again and then pushing me over with a skilled flick of his tongue.
I whimpered when it became too much, and he slipped his fingers out of me and gave me one last, gentle kiss before I collapsed on the bed next to him. He leaned over me and tookmy mouth in a punishing kiss. He tasted like me and a warmth bloomed in my heart.Mine.He was mine. I wound my arms around his neck and pulled him close.
He returned my embrace, and I snuggled in tight to him, half on top of him, with my head cradled on his chest, and my leg over his, careful of his injury. I’d never felt so settled or content that this moment, entwined with the man I loved with no more pain and insecurity standing in our way.
Chapter 14
Charles
Iheld Jess while she slept. The feel of her against me, languid after so much pleasure, was incomparable. When we were fumbling teenagers, just trying to figure out what felt good and pursuing that with unyielding determination, I’d thought that was the height of pleasure. My encounters with women since have always left something to be desired. How we were then, though, couldn’t hold a flame to the inferno that burned between us now.
I don’t know if it was the distance, the time, or the maturity that changed things. I wasn’t going to delve too deeply lest I become grateful for that time apart.
She wasn’t getting away from me this time, though. It would likely destroy me if she even tried. The future was uncertain, but I had plans in case I needed to leave the military to be with her, contacts I had been fostering that would help me build my new business. I’d held back that part. I wanted Jess, but I didn’t want her to run away again. She had a bad habit of it and I didn’t need to give her any reason to want to now.
Still, I didn’t want to waste time. Whenever she was ready, I wanted to start a life with her.
Good thing we had all this time in the cabin to figure it out.
Jessica moaned and stretched out on top of me. I skimmed my hand down her back and gripped her ass. I used the leverageto pull her over me so that her center spread wide right where I wanted it. She was still slick from our earlier play. I tangled my hands in her hair and guided her in a deep kiss.
“Sorry I fell asleep on you,” she said from her perch atop me. She crossed her arms over my chest and rested her head on them.
I snorted at the look on her face. It was anything but apologetic. I brought my hands around to her shoulders and started playing with her hair.
“I guess I just wore you out,” I said, smiling.
“Hmm. I think it’s my turn to wear you out,” she said just before she wiggled on me and sat up. She slid up until she was sitting directly atop my cock. She arched her back and rubbed her still slick center on me. I hardened at the sensation of her and the sight of her sitting on me, breasts thrust out, head thrown back, joy and ecstasy written on her face.
