He wasn’t going to talk it to death or make sure she meant it. Wrapping his arms around her, he brought her closer and covered her mouth with his. She tasted like warm wine as he swept his tongue into her mouth and resisted the urge to bury his hands in her hair. He wanted to be gentle, to take things slow.
When she crawled onto his lap, he tried to hide his surprise as she took control. Her kiss was demanding and forward, and his cock stirred, stiffening painfully against his jeans as her hands slid up his sides and across his chest. When her fingers brushed the top button of his shirt, she whispered, “I didn’t think you’d be so timid.”
He pulled away from her and caught her smile. “I was trying to go slow.”
“Who asked you to?”
Her words slammed into him, and this time he didn’t hold back. Cupping the back of her neck, he took her mouth as his other hand slid up to cover her breast. He felt her moan vibrate through his mouth and crushed her flesh gently in his palm, loving the way she squirmed against him. As he manipulated her flesh, drawing more little noises from her, he was driven by the need to please her, to finally fulfill the ongoing fantasy he’d been entertaining for ten years.
He felt her hands on his belt and his cock flexed, anticipating the touch of her soft hands, as his mouth left hers and traveled across her jawline. “God, I’ve thought about the way you’d taste a hundred times,” he whispered against her skin.
“Taste where?” Val asked as her fingers worked his zipper down.
“Well, I thought I’d start here,” he said, pressing his mouth against the skin below her ear and giving it a little flick, taking her shiver as a good sign.
He experienced a bolt of electricity as her nails skimmed the skin on his hips. He lifted her up and laid her back on the bed, taking in her slim limbs and small waist and the mound of flesh at the juncture of her thighs. Bending over, he untied his boots and kicked them off, the rest of his clothes following quickly as he watched her slide her hand across her stomach and dip her fingers between her legs. Her eyes closed and a wicked hum passed her lips.
He’d never wanted a woman so badly.
Not even bothering with the buttons, he pulled off his collared shirt, ignoring the sound of ripping fabric.
When his gaze met hers again, she was eyeing him hungrily. As he climbed up onto the bed, he moved her hand and cupped her, slipping his finger into her wet folds to play with the tight bud of her clit.
When Val arched against his hand and let out a loud cry, he wanted to draw out her pleasure. Leaning over, he nipped at her ear as he played with her, whispering, “Are you begging yet?”
VAL WAS SO absorbed with the shock waves shooting across her skin as Justin’s callused fingers worked her, it took her a minute to process his words. When his meaning came over her, she let out a breathless laugh and whispered back, “Just wait.”
There was definitely something to be said for a man who knew what to do with his hands. Rocking her hips as he thrust his hand, she moaned loudly when his thumb snaked out to tease her clit. Justin’s lips kissed their way down her neck until his mouth covered her breast, and the combination of his thrusting hand and his tongue flicking her nipple had her bowing off the bed, intensifying the throb between her legs. His teeth grazed her breast, just enough to make her jerk, and she realized her sister was right: nothing could replace a flesh-and-blood man’s touch.
Especially Justin’s.
And though he’d started out touching her like she would bolt at any moment, tenderness was the last thing she wanted.
Once he’d understood, he had taken control, and though it made her crazy, at the same time it had her hormones hotter than a fire in July. Justin had never been afraid to take what he wanted, and as his touch grew more insistent, her muscles clenched and spasmed as she came. Still, his hand never stopped moving even as he released her breast and kissed her, whispering against her lips, “That’s right, baby, come for me.”
“Oh . . . my . . . Justin!” The last word was a scream as her body shook with pleasure.
“You’re amazing.”
His whispered reverence made her smile. “I’m supposed to be saying that to you.” She opened her eyes in time to catch his grin.
“You will.”
“So cocky,” she said, smiling. Rolling onto her side, Val skimmed her fingertips over his pecks and abs, trying to calm her breathing. It had been a long time since she’d had an orgasm like that, and she wanted him to feel the same way she did. Light, happy, and satisfied.
After she got a fair round of begging, though.
Val followed the trail of her fingers with her mouth, and Justin’s hand touched her short hair as she sucked on the flesh of his stomach. Her hand slipped down to wrap around his erection and she squeezed the hard shaft gently. The quick intake of his breath brought a smile to her lips as she bent over, licking at the tip with her tongue.
“God, Val.”
Opening her mouth wide, she sucked him inside, sliding over him until she could go no farther. Drawing back up, she used her tongue to tease him, the taste of salt and Justin making her throb again. Just listening to his deep groans made her squeeze her thighs together, but the pulsing only intensified.
The hand in her hair tugged gently and she lifted her head, letting him bring her up against him. Val let out a low laugh as he lay on his back and brought her over him. Still a little buzzed, she straddled him. The look in Justin’s eyes as he gazed up at her, filled with admiration and wanting, made her bold and she rubbed against him.
She watched as he grabbed a condom from his wallet on the nightstand and opened it, slipping the clear latex over his cock. She lifted up and grabbed the base of him, positioning him until she felt the head of his erection slip inside, stretching her. As he filled her up, she gasped.
And then every coherent thought fled as Justin arched up again, making her shake. With his hands on her waist, Justin brought her all the way down on him. Her head flew back at the first zing and she rocked forward, her clit rubbing against him, and with every thrust, every movement, the pressure built between her legs. He grabbed her ass, taking over until all she could do was hang on for the ride as he brought her to climax again, pushing up into her in smooth, quick strokes as her muscles squeezed and tightened around him. She caught his shoulders as her body trembled and went limp.