“Why did you stop?” she cried out, only to feel something other than his finger. “James, you don’t…!” his mouth covered her core and she almost screamed when his tongue made contact!
Her body flopped back against the comforter and she grabbed his head. He did it again and her back arched. “James!” she screamed this time. Her fingers tightened and she wasn’t aware of her fingers pulling at his hair now. Her entire world narrowed to a single point, waited for him to…! “Yes!” she cried, sobbing now as she ground her hips against his mouth. “More!” she begged. He did it again. She wasn’t sure what exactly he was doing with his tongue, but she was fairly sure that it couldn’t be legal. Nor did she care. As an officer of the court, she should care. But dear heaven, she didn’t give a damn as long as he never stopped!
Screaming, her body convulsed, her back arching as pulsating waves of pleasure washed over her. She screamed so hard, her throat would be sore tomorrow, but she didn’t care. Her body was practically levitating off of the bed, the pleasure was so intense, so wild and shockingly, insanely beautiful!
Angela had to pull him away from that sensitive nub. Never in her wildest dreams could she imagine something so…outrageous! It was beautiful and just… wow!
Gasping for breath, she opened her eyes to find James next to her, a smug, triumphant smile on his face as he let his fingertips glide across her stomach, back and forth, gently teasing her as he waited for her to come back to Earth.
“Can’t do what?” he teased.
She should be angry, but she laughed as she rolled into his arms. “Thank you!” she whispered, kissing him gently, then with more passion as his hands moved along her back and waist, cupping her breasts as she straddled him again. His hands were free to roam her body, teasing her back to desperation.
She heard him rip open a condom, then felt his hands move lower. But she was too busy kissing his chest, his stomach, then she paused, watching with fascination as he rolled a condom down over his lovely, wildly impressive erection.
“Can I help?” she asked.
He shook his head. “Don’t you dare touch me, Angela,” he growled, then took her hands when she reached for him anyway. He chuckled, but there was a world of tension in that sound. “Now, is this another thing that you can’t do?” he asked, grabbing her hips so she was poised just above him.
Angela didn’t bother to answer. She’d never climaxed during intercourse before, but she wanted to experience what it was like to be so intimately connected to James in this way.
She was poised above him, her hands braced on his chest as she stared down at him.
Slowly, she lowered herself, taking him into her body. He was larger than she’d thought and she gasped when he started to fill her. Pulling back, she bit her lip as she tried again.
“You can do it, love,” he assured her in a strained voice. “Just take your time.”
She might have nodded, but Angela was only aware of that tightness, the sensation of him filling her, making her feel…full and wonderful. It didn’t hurt, she suddenly realized. In fact, it felt…really nice! Throwing her head back, she pressed down on him, taking all of him into her body, then breathing slowly as she forced her inner muscles to relax.
James didn’t move. Not a muscle as he waited for Angela to relax. He could see the tension in her shoulders and neck. But she felt so damn good! She was tight and wet, her inner muscles squeezing him like a vice! Damn, he couldn’t remember sex ever feeling this good, and they hadn’t even really started yet!
Then she moved. It was just a small shift of her body, but he groaned, feeling every millimeter of friction. She paused, then moved again. And then again, a bit more assertively this time. James was determined to let her set the pace, wanting her to be in charge. It was damned difficult to do though. Hard to slow down when all he wanted was to flip their bodies so he could slam into her and bring both of them to that pinnacle of pleasure.
She lifted her body so that he was nearly out of her, only for her to take all of him into her again. She did that over and over, gasping every time she lowered herself, but James could tell she wouldn’t get there that way. “Like this,” he explained, as he grabbed her hips and shifted her against him. This way, thatnub would rub against his public bone and…! Her eyes widened when she felt it for herself.
After that, she was lost in the delicious friction. She became wild, her body taking over. Finally, he rolled them so that he could take control. This way, he could thrust into her more effectively and…she screamed, her body arching. James moved faster, thrusting harder, his hand rubbing that sensitive nub to help her along.
Mere moments later, she tumbled over that cliff again and he held on as she screamed out her second orgasm. He tried hard to hold back, but she was just too tight, too perfect. Her body rocked against his and that brought him to a climax as well. He held her as gently as possible as the intense waves of pleasure seemed to melt every bone in his body.
He collapsed against her, burying his face against her neck as he tried to remember how to breathe. But breathing was overrated. All he could do was melt into her softness and pray he didn’t crush her.
Chapter 6
“You okay?” he asked, rolling onto his side but keeping her in the circle of his arms.
“I don’t know,” she whispered back. They were still intimately connected and neither seemed inclined to move.
He hugged her, then let his fingers stroke her back, cupping her butt as he held her in place. Yes, he could die a happy man, just like this, he thought.
She turned her head, using a hand to push her hair out of her eyes. “What did you do?”
“Do?” he asked, looking down at her. He reached over and grabbed a pillow, stuffing it under his head.
“Yeah. When you were…um…down there. With your tongue.”
He gave her a lopsided grin. “I thought you couldn’t climax with oral sex. I guess I proved you wrong.”
She laughed and pressed her cheek to his chest. “You’re not going to tell me?”