Page 41 of Joy Ride

“It’s fine.Natural.But does this still feel good?”

“Honestly, it’s even better than before.I’m so…sensitive.Be gentle though, please?”She arched her back, presenting her chest to him.

“That I can do.”He kissed her neck and then her collarbones and finally her breasts.He took his time, testing the effects of light glancing touches, tender kisses, and then the barest bit of sucking.At that, Joy twitched and moaned, so he continued, repeating the motion over and over.

He rocked against her as he did, his cock gliding through the precome that had leaked from the tip as he feasted on her.And when Joy realized what he was doing, she lent a hand.Literally.Her fingers wormed between them to encircle his shaft.

She wrapped him in her palm and used her fingers to massage him as he slid through her grip while devouring her.Joy jerked him off—slowly and with so much more finesse than Walker did when he was fucking Dane.Her strokes were gentle and languid, and a little too light to be too dangerous to his self-control, which was a plus.

It gave him plenty of time to explore her body and find the places that made her inhale sharply or wriggle on the bed beneath him.She was so easy to please, so open with her reactions, it made it all the more enjoyable to tease her.

To be honest, he could have done it endlessly, watching the color rise up her chest and stain her cheeks.But eventually Joy got restless.She obviously needed more than his peripheral caresses.

Reluctantly, Dane placed a final lingering kiss on each of her breasts then shifted so that their bodies were better aligned.His cock slipped from her fingers, making him groan.

“Why don’t you put that somewhere more appropriate?”she joked with a sassy grin that made his heart clench in his chest.

“I liked it just fine where it was.”He kissed the tip of her nose.Hopefully she didn’t think that just because he and Walker were far more experienced than she was that he’d forgotten how to enjoy simple pleasures.Besides, with her, everything felt new and exciting.

More intense.

Because with her, it meant something more than a physical release.While he’d had that with Walker—in their own way—he’d never experienced it openly or with a woman before.

He must have hovered there, staring into her pretty eyes for long enough to give her the wrong impression.To make her think that he might not be about to join them together.

“Dane, I need you inside me.”She reached for him, but he had to do it himself.To show her how deeply he desired her.He didn’t have to be coaxed.This was his wish as much as hers.

He evaded her by settling deeper between her spread legs, letting his cock rest on her mound, giving her plenty of time to change her mind, though she didn’t.Dane rode the furrow of her pussy, coating himself with the ample lubrication on her flesh.

The last thing he wanted was to cause her even the slightest bit of discomfort.Especially now that he knew how innocent she truly was.They had probably been far too rough with her that night they’d thought they were saying goodbye forever.But she hadn’t seemed to mind.

What they shared now was something entirely different without the desperation and regret, the fear and the pain.This was pure bliss.An expression of a decade of pent-up attraction and, yes, lust.

“You’re positive?”he asked.

“I’ve never been more sure about something in my life.”She wrapped her arms around him and smothered him in her loving embrace.

It was irresistible.

Dane took his dick in hand and guided it to Joy’s body.Her skin was warm and soft and wet and impossible to back away from.He inched closer, inserting the head just enough to keep him in place before propping himself up on his elbows.

Holding himself above Joy, he looked deep into her eyes.“Is this really what you want?AmIwhat you need?”

“Hell yes.”She wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around his neck, then used her limbs to pull him in.His cock burrowed deeper within the grasp of her hot pussy.

He fit there like he belonged.Because he did.

“Joy,” he moaned, and buried his face in the crook of her neck, kissing and licking the delicate spot beneath her ear until she relaxed around him, allowing him to fuse them more completely.

“Yes,” she sighed, and arched, trying to take more of him.

“You have no idea how many times I imagined this moment,” Dane murmured as he brushed the hair from her face.“I’m so sorry it wasn’t me who got to do this with you the first time.To do it right.I will never forgive myself for that.”

His cock lost some of its rigidity.

“It’s about time you did, Dane.”Joy kissed him gently as her hands ran down his back and flank then back up again, petting him, soothing him.“Because I’ve never held you at fault.There was only one person responsible that night.It took me years to realize it wasn’t me.”

“It wasn’t, you know that, right?”Dane paused to kiss her, wishing he could do more.

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