Page 32 of Securing Jane

“That’s it. I can feel you twitching against me. It feels amazing. Like nothing I’ve experienced before. Keep going. Come on my dick, Jane…squeeze me.”

As if she was programmed to do exactly what he ordered, amazingly, Jane felt herself exploding once more.

“Oh yeah, shit, that’s so fucking good. You’re rippling against me… Damn, I can’t hold back. Hang on, baby,” Storm told her. Then he moved until he was on his knees once more and began pounding into her body.

Jane’s orgasm seemed to go on and on, kept alive by the feel of Storm’s big cock sliding in and out of her, awakening nerves that hadn’t been stimulated in years.

“I’m gonna want to take you from behind soon, baby. Watch that gorgeous ass shake and shimmy as I fuck you. God, you’re so beautiful…”

For the first time in her life, Jane felt beautiful. With this virile and handsome man taking his pleasure from her body, looking at her with clear lust and affection in his eyes. She wanted to give him so much. Anything he wanted, she’d give him, because she knew he’d return the pleasure to her tenfold.

“Oh shit, not yet,” Storm said, but it was too late. He shoved himself inside her as far as he could go, let his head drop back, and his entire body shook as he orgasmed.

Jane’s hands caressed his arms as he propped himself over her, and after a long moment, he groaned and practically collapsed on top of her.

“That’s it. I’m dead. You killed me,” he exclaimed, being sure not to crush her as he lay against her.

“Get busy livin’ or get busy dyin’,” she quipped.

A startled laugh escaped him, and his cock slipped out of her body with the movement.

“Damn,” he said in disappointment.

Jane was disappointed too, but when Storm rolled over and pulled her into his arms, she couldn’t complain. Her arms were trapped between them, and they were both a bit sweaty from their lovemaking, but Jane didn’t care. She nuzzled his neck, and her fingertips caressed his chest where they rested against him.

“You all right?” he asked quietly.

“Oh yeah,” she said on a sigh.

“Thank you,” Storm told her.

“I think that’s my line,” Jane said.

But Storm didn’t even grin. “Thank you for trusting me with your body. For giving me the best gift I’ve gotten in a very long damn time.”

“You’re welcome. Are you staying?”

At that, Storm raised his head to look at her.

Jane bravely met his eyes. “I mean, I want you to, but I don’t know what the rules are here.”

“Rules?” he asked.

“Yeah, dating rules. I’m out of practice.”

“I don’t give a shit about what other people do,” Storm said firmly. “If you’ll let me stay, I want to stay. I can’t think of anything better than spending all of my forty-eight-hour leave with you. Not just the daylight hours.”

Jane knew she had a goofy grin on her face, but she couldn’t help it. “I’m sure you’ll need to go home and get clothes and whatnot at some point.”

“I will,” he agreed. “And if you’re open to it, you can pack a bag and come with me. I’ll make dinner tomorrow night, and you can spend the night in my bed.”

“How did this happen?” Jane asked, more to herself than Storm.

“You knocked me off my feet with your bravery and selflessness,” he told her seriously. “Then I realized how beautiful, smart, and funny you were. I was a goner.”

Jane rolled her eyes.

“I’m serious,” he said. “You’ve everything a man could want. I’m just sorry I didn’t see what was right in front of my face earlier.”