Page 30 of Securing Jane

Jane’s heart rate was off the charts, and she wanted to do more than just look at the amazingly handsome man at her feet. She sat on the mattress suddenly and scooted backward. Pushing the comforter and sheet down, she lay back, propping herself up on her elbows. “I’m not sure why I’m the only one naked here,” she managed to say in a semi-normal tone.

Getting the hint, Storm shoved his jeans and boxers down and off and was lying half on top of her on the bed before she could take a full breath. Jane felt his hard cock against her thigh and, without thought, moved a hand down to grasp him.

He grunted and thrust into her grip once before reaching down and grabbing her wrist. He brought her hand up and over her head, claiming the other one in the process. Jane grinned at him.

“Minx,” he said with a chuckle. “Any more of that, and I’d lose it, and the fun would be over before it began.”

“Would it?” she asked.

“I’m not a young man anymore,” he told her with a lack of self-recrimination. “And as I said, it’s been a long time since I’ve done this. The last thing I want is to spill myself anywhere but inside that condom when I’m deep inside your hot, wet body. So until then, I’m gonna need you to keep your hands to yourself.”

Jane mock-pouted. “What fun is that?”

“Oh, we’re gonna have fun,” Storm countered.

“I can’t touch you at all?” Jane asked, feeling disappointed.

He studied her for a second. “You want to?”

“Yes,” she told him honestly.

“For now, you can touch me anywhere but my dick. I’m serious when I say all it’ll take is a few strokes from you to send me over the edge.”

Jane shivered. She liked the feeling of power that gave her. A lot. “Okay.”

“Okay,” Storm agreed. “Let me know if I do something you don’t like.”

And that was the only warning she got before he was easing down her body. When his head reached her chest, one hand plumped up her breast, and he took her nipple into his mouth.

If Jane thought he’d go slow and easy, she was wrong. Very wrong. He suckled against her so hard, she felt the tugging in her womb. Arching her back, Jane clamped on to his biceps and held on for dear life.

She rocked in his grip until he had to use one hand to hold her hip still. Then he switched to the other side, giving that nipple the same treatment as the first. Jane whimpered, loving the pleasure/pain his mouth was giving her. She’d never thought her breasts were that sensitive, but she’d never had someone treat them the way Storm was. She wanted him to stop, yet wanted him to keep going. It was confusing and erotic as hell.

With a pop, he took his mouth off her and grinned when she sighed. “Holy shit, Storm.”

“Feel good?” he asked.

“Oh yeah.”

He nodded in satisfaction, then scooted farther down her body.

Jane knew she shouldn’t feel nervous. She’d given and received oral sex in the past, but for some reason, the way Storm was looking at her as if she was his next meal made her uneasy.

“Storm?”

“Yeah, baby?” he asked.

She shivered at hearing the endearment. “Go easy,” she pleaded.

For a second she thought he was going to ignore her, but then he nodded. It was just a dip of his chin, but she relaxed. He nudged her legs farther apart. “More,” he ordered.

Jane put her feet flat on the bed and dropped her knees out. Storm immediately shoved his shoulders between her thighs, and she felt the burn on her inner muscles. She would be sore tomorrow but was looking forward to the delicious ache.

One hand rested on her belly, holding her down, and the fingertips on the other brushed over her soaked folds. “So fucking beautiful,” he murmured before his head dropped.

Jane tensed, ready for anything, but when his tongue lightly licked up her labia, she shuddered in ecstasy and relaxed completely.

What came next was twenty minutes of Storm worshiping her sex until she was writhing and begging him for more. To touch her harder, to suck on her. She loved the feel of him being sweet and easy, but she needed more.