Page 29 of So in Love
The sound of him opening a drawer pierced her sexual haze.She heard him tear open a condom wrapper—she hoped it was a condom wrapper—then he repositioned her lengthwise on the bed.
She opened her eyes as his weight depressed the mattress and realized his bed was only half-made.Or had she pulled the covers back somehow while he’d been between her legs.She wasn’t sure.Shehadthrashed a bit.
Heat crept into her face as she smiled.
He moved between her thighs, drawing her legs up so that she could plant her feet on the mattress.“What?”
“Just feeling good.”
“Excellent.Let’s keep it going.”He teased her clit for a moment, reawakening her lust, then his cock was there, sinking into her with a long, sure stroke.
The smile slid from her face, and her eyes nearly closed.“Oh my God,Jamie.”
“Mmm.”He leaned over her and took her nipple into his mouth, teasing her with his tongue.
She clasped his hips, digging her fingers into his ass, and thrust up, urging him to move faster.“Don’t tease me,” she growled.
He pulled up from her breast.“Wouldn’t dream of it.You want it fast?”
“And hard.Please.”
He curved his hands around her head, spearing his fingers into her hair.“Look at me.”
She forced her eyes to remain open and fixed them on his face.The muscles of his jaw were tight, his lips thinned with exertion as his hips snapped into hers.But his gaze was dark and steady, as relentless as his cock thrusting into her.He went fast.And hard.And Crystal curled her legs around him, pressing her heels into his ass.She clutched at his back, holding him to anchor herself for the coming storm.
Another orgasm slammed into her.She couldn’t keep her eyes open another moment as the sensations overwhelmed her.She felt him stiffen, then cry out, a low, guttural sound that echoed inside her with deep satisfaction.
Several minutes later, he rolled to the side, his chest heaving.He let out a heavy breath.“Holy shit.”
Crystal opened her eyes, blinking as she looked around his bedroom for the first time.They lay tangled in his duvet cover and sheets.There was a TV mounted on the wall opposite the bed and a dresser beneath it.Stacks of papers and a random collection of items such as coins, golf tees, and ticket stubs littered the top of the dresser.
He jumped up from the bed.“Be right back.”Flashing her a smile, he walked nude into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
She went to the dresser and opened a few drawers.Each was stuffed with clothing that wasn’t neatly put away.The T-shirts were sort of folded, but not well.She pulled one out with a Portland Timbers logo and drew it over her head.The hem reached her midthigh.She found her underwear and put them back on.
The toilet flushed, and he came out a moment later.His gaze raked over her.“Nice choice.You want that coffee?”
“Sure.”
He went to the dresser and extracted a shirt and a pair of athletic shorts.
“Going commando?”she asked.
“Why not?”He quirked a smile, his eyes gleaming with mischief.“Never know what might come up later.”
Crystal rolled her eyes with a laugh.“I can well imagine.”He left the bedroom, and she followed.Now she got her first look at the main area of his loft.There was a living room, a dining area, and a kitchen with a wide island.At least she thought it was an island.It was as cluttered as the dresser in his room.
He went to the island and moved a few things.As he stacked some papers, he shot her a nervous glance.“I’m a little messy, sorry.”
“I can see that.”She joined him, sitting on a stool across the island from him.“You need a housekeeper.”
“You sound like my mother.”He opened a cupboard over the fridge and pulled down three bottles of liquor, which he set on the island.“Can’t afford one, though.”
Crystal had a housekeeper.And a chef who prepped meals and stocked them in her pantry and fridge.She also had a gardener and a pool maintenance crew.She didn’t mention any of that.
He opened his Keurig and popped in a coffee pod, then grabbed a couple of large mugs from another cupboard.
“It’s decaf, right?”she asked.”
