Page 29 of My Bodyguard Neighbor
She reached for the button of her jeans.Jonah stopped her, covering her hands with his.
"Let me."
He undressed her slowly, reverent.This wasn't about dominance or desperation.This was about worship.About memorizing every inch of her skin.The curve of her hip.The hollow of her throat.The way she shivered when he kissed the inside of her wrist.
When she was naked beneath him, Jonah took his time.Kissing his way down her body.Learning what made her gasp.What made her arch.What made her moan his name.
"Jonah," Holly moaned when he kissed her breast."Please."
"Please what?"
"Touch me.I need you to touch me."
His hand slid between her thighs.She was already wet, slick with desire.Jonah groaned at the feel of her.At the way her body responded to him.
"You're so perfect," he murmured against her skin."So goddamn perfect."
Holly's hips rolled against his hand, seeking more.Jonah gave it to her.Two fingers sliding inside while his thumb rubbed her clit.She cried out, her back arching off the bed.
"That's it," Jonah said."Let me hear you."
He worked her with his fingers, finding the rhythm that made her writhe.Holly's hands fisted in the sheets, her breath coming in short gasps.When he added his mouth to the mix, sucking her nipple while his fingers thrust, she came apart with a cry that went straight to his cock.
Jonah was, fascinated by the way pleasure transformed her face.Open.Vulnerable.Beautiful.
He kissed his way down her stomach, lower and lower until his mouth was between her thighs.Holly's protest died as his tongue licked her clit.She tasted like sin and sweetness, and Jonah couldn't get enough.
He ate her like a man starving.Licking and sucking and learning what made her lose control.Holly's hands tangled in his hair, holding him in place as she rocked against his mouth.
"Jonah, I'm going to—oh God—"
She came on his tongue with a sob, her thighs trembling around his head.Jonah gentled his movements, drawing out her pleasure until she begged him to stop.
He kissed his way back up her body.Holly pulled him into a kiss, tasting herself on his lips.
"I need you inside me," she said."Now."
Jonah shed his jeans and boxers in record time.His cock was achingly hard, leaking at the tip.Holly's hand wrapped around him, stroking slow and firm.He positioned himself at her entrance, the head of his cock pressing against her slick opening.Holly's legs wrapped around his waist, urging him forward.
Jonah pushed in slowly.So slowly.Giving her body time to adjust.She was tight and hot and perfect around him.When he was fully seated, he paused, letting them both adjust.
"You okay?"he asked.
"More than okay."Holly rolled her hips experimentally."Move, Jonah.Please move."
He pulled back and thrust forward.Steady.Deep.Setting a rhythm that had Holly moaning beneath him.Her nails dug into his shoulders as he picked up the pace.Her inner walls fluttering around his cock.
"You feel so good," Jonah groaned."So perfect wrapped around me."
"Harder," Holly gasped."I need you harder."
Jonah shifted angles, hitting deeper.Holly cried out, her body arching into his.He could feel her climbing toward release again, could feel the way her muscles tensed.
"Come for me, baby," he said."I want to feel you come on my cock."
His hand slid between their bodies, finding her clit.The added stimulation pushed Holly over the edge.She came with his name on her lips, her body clenching around him in rhythmic pulses that threatened to undo him.
Jonah held on, prolonging her pleasure.When the waves finally subsided, he let himself chase his own release.Thrust after thrust, driving deeper, claiming her in the most primal way possible.
