I tugged my shirt off my head and tossed it aside. “I thought you were easy on the eyes too, even as you were telling me off in an airport.”
“I’ll do it again, just tell me where and when.”
“I have a different destination in mind right now,” I said, stroking my cock to full hardness before bringing it to her center.
Chapter Nineteen
Wren
Iwrapped my legs around his waist, and he pulled me forward until he was fully inside me.
“I didn’t know if I’d ever get to feel this again,” he admitted.
I squeezed my inner muscles around his length. “I didn’t either.”
He kept his body pressed against mine, getting as many areas of contact as he could. Then he rolled his hips, not pulling away, just gently moving in and out. “You feel so good,” he said, his voice strained.
The only thing that came from my mouth was a long moan. I squeezed his ass to spur him on, encouraging him to move. “I missed this,” I admitted.
“I did too.” He kissed the side of my neck, the heat of his mouth sinking into my skin. Then he picked up the pace. I got lost in the feeling as he braced his arms on either side of myhead and worked into me faster and harder.
I would have loved for him to take his time. For us to lie side by side and lazily make love over, and over.
But that wasn’t our lives.
Besides, his thrusts were getting more frantic and I didn’t think he would last anymore than I would.
I was practically floating from the decision we’d come to.
I’d argued with him, given him every reason for this not to work, and he’d countered them all. In the end, I agreed with him. Maybe I’d agreed with him all along. I just needed to know that he’d thought it through.
He grabbed one of my thighs and pulled it over his shoulder. My hamstring stretched from the new position. The angle had him going even deeper, and I cried out.
I was close.
I brought my hand between my thighs, seeking out my already throbbing clit and circled it as he thrust inside me over and over.
The air was thick inside the tent, hot and humid as we sweated and rutted against each other.
“Fuck, I’m going to come,” I said, my hand moving impossibly fast between my thighs.
He leaned in and sucked the side of my neck and I shattered under him.
I tightened my legs around his waist and felt every touch as my body spasmed with pleasure.
A few seconds later he joined me. Filling me with his cum as his cock pulsed inside me. Satisfying me, marking me and making me his in one crazy moment.
He collapsed and we fought to catch our breath. I heard clapping and hooting from outside the tent and Jasper turned his head towards the sound.
Heat crept up his cheeks and I laughed.
“Guess we weren’t as quiet as we should have been,” he said sheepishly.
I laughed again. “People get pretty close working in a camp together. I’m sure I’ll hear about this tomorrow.”
“Sorry.”
“I’m not.” It was the most honest answer I could give.
