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Jesse retrieved a condom from his wallet as she pushed down his jeans and boxers until they hung around his knees.
“Oh, God, you’re big,” she breathed, taking him in hand and relishing the fascinatingly hard heat of him. She wanted him inside her more than anything she’d wanted in a long, long time.
When she gave him a tight stroke, he sucked in a harsh breath as he dropped his wallet to the floor and tore open the packet with his teeth. And that reaction was fascinating, too, seeing him so on edge because of her. “Christ, I need you.”
He rolled the latex down his length, and then brought his fingers to her slit and slid them into the wetness hidden there. Tara moaned and her head snapped back against the wall.
“Fuck, you’re so ready. Are you sure, Tara?”
“If you stop now I might literally die,” she rasped, completely overwhelmed by her own desire.
He spun her to face the wall then grasped her hip with one hand while he guided his dick with the other. Then his head was at her opening and sinking home.
They both groaned as he worked himself into her until she’d taken him all, and then he gave her hot and fast, just like he’d promised.
Moans and curses and pleas spilled out of her lips. Because t
he feel of him was a freaking riot of sensation. The amazing, demanding fullness of his invasion. The impact of his hips against her ass. The tightness of his hold, with one hand gripping her hip and the other anchored around her shoulder.
And then he reached around with the hand that had been on her hip and slipped his fingers into the slick needy heat between her thighs. She nearly shouted at the goodness of it.
“Please make me come,” she begged, nearly crying in relief when he hunched himself more tightly around her, the strokes of his cock shifting to more of a grind so that he could focus his attention on what his hand was doing. Rubbing her clit with quick, wet circles, then pushing between her lips so that the length of his long fingers stroked her so damn good.
“Already so fucking tight, Tara. You gonna squeeze me even harder?” The words were hot and harsh in her ear. Guttural. Perfect.
“Yes,” she whined. “Please.”
“Fuck, you’re going to take me with you.”
His words were joining with his fingers and his cock to shove her closer and closer to the edge. “Oh God.”
The grinding turned into rough, amazing, punctuated thrusts. “Give it to me,” he said, his voice absolutely raw.
She braced harder against the wall, shoving herself back on him as he hammered forward. And then he slapped her clit in time with one of those hard thrusts.
Tara’s whole body detonated. She just flew apart into a million screaming pieces. The orgasm wracked through her in concentric circles that started where they were joined and left no part of her untouched. She couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe. She was less standing than being held up by Jesse’s sheer strength and possessive grip.
She’d never, ever felt anything so all-encompassing, so shattering in her whole life.
“Christ, I’m coming,” Jesse groaned as his dick jerked inside her, hands tight on both of her hips, his whole body shuddering when his weight fell against her back.
Harsh panting breaths were the only sounds in the room.
Jesse exhaled heavily, and the rush of it ghosted across her neck. His hand went to where he was softening inside her, and Tara was already regretting what she knew was going to be the torturous emptiness that his withdrawal was going to leave behind.
“Let me get rid of this,” he whispered, pressing a kiss against the scarred side of her throat.
“If you let go of me, I’m going to fall,” she said, half teasing but also pretty sure it was true.
“Fuck if my motor skills are much better right now,” he said, humor plain in his voice. He did withdraw then, though he kept one hand around her waist. “You okay?”
Still leaning against the wall, Tara smiled despite the shocking emptiness. “You mean except for the fact that you made my bones melt?”
He turned her, making her realize that her jeans still hung around her thighs—and so did his. “Please, go on.”
Chuckling, Tara smacked the back of her hand against the deliciously hard plane of his abs. “Shut up.”
Grinning, he kissed her. The sexy jerk. Then he tugged up his Levi’s and crossed the room, giving her a chance to really admire the way all that ink moved over his shoulder and arm before he disappeared into what she guessed was the bathroom.
