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I slid my hands under her T-shirt, sinking my fingertips into her waist, and I parted her lips with my tongue as I backed her up against the doorframe. Lifting her slightly, I dragged her leg to my hip and left openmouthed kisses across her throat, nipping at her ear. She arched against me, sweet and soft andmine, and I couldn’t get enough of her, couldn’t touch or kiss or breathe in enough.
Gemma roamed her hands down my shoulders, chest, and stomach before unbuttoning my fly and slipping her fingers between my pants and underwear. I bit into the soft skin at the curve of her shoulder to keep from howling in pleasure as she familiarized herself with the feel of me. It wasn’t until she slid her thumb under the elastic, scraping against the root of my cock, that I froze. “Stop.”
She paused, her fingers wrapped around me. “What?”
I hung my head, exhaling roughly. “I don’t have any condoms.”
“I do.”
As her words resonated through my fog of lust, I slowly raised my head, defeat rallying to anticipation. “You do?”
She tossed me the sexiest smile I’d ever seen over her shoulder and towed me down the hall to the guest bedroom. She rummaged through her knit bag and held up what appeared to be a tiny tin can.
“What’s that?”
“A condom.”
When she pitched it to me, I caught it in one hand and flipped the packet in my palm.
“It’s vegan.” She pointed to it. “With recyclable packaging.” Then she pointed to me. “Now, take your clothes off.”
I laughed, grabbed her hips and tossed her on the bed, before peeling my shirt off. Gemma propped herself up on her elbows, shamelessly gaping at me, and I stripped down to black boxer-briefs, allowing her to look her fill. I’d never lacked confidence, but under her wanton gaze, I felt enough strength to scoop her up and fly her out into the universe.
As it was, though, I had better things to do and crawled onto the bed next to her. “Now you.”
She raised her arms so I could lift the shirt over her head, then it was my turn to stare. I’d seen her before, at the pool in her bikini, in the golf shop’s changing room, in her goddess dress at the wedding. I’d had a hint of what her lithe form felt like under my palm, but with her laid out before me like a feast, I didn’t know where to start. I trailed kisses from her chin to her belly button and back, leaving goose bumps in my wake. I smoothed my hand over one of her breasts and then the other, sucked at the pink tips until she writhed beneath me, her hips rising off the mattress. Still, I took my time, kissing the small birthmark on one of her upper ribs, then stroked down her sides, plucking at those hip-hugging panties of hers.
She grabbed at my neck, trying to drag my mouth back to hers, but I only lowered myself down her body, tucking my nose into the apex of her thighs. She smelled like heaven, and I kissed her there, over the cotton.
“Please, Jason, please, please,” she panted, tugging at my head, her heels digging into the bed on either side of me.
“Don’t worry. I’m here, and I’m not letting you go.” I reminded her of my promise, dragging her underwear down and off her legs, then sat back, admiring her. “You’re beautiful.”
She let out a rough breath and sat up, wrapping her hand around my hard length. “I’m already naked. You don’t have to sweet-talk me.”
It took every ounce of restraint, but I gently removed her hand and kissed her palm before pressing the back of it into the bed, holding her still as I moved back down between her legs.
My first taste of her pussy had me groaning, her flavor and heat filling my mouth, and I was like a starving man at a buffet, all tongue and teeth. I couldn’t eat fast enough, no nuance or technique to be found. Only want and need and desire.
The more Gemma writhed, the more unhinged I became for her. But I had to calm down. We had all night.
And that thought was the one to placate me. With my eyes on her, I folded my arms around her thighs, holding her open to me, and I watched how her skin flushed, how her mouth opened on a moan, learning what made her muscles tense under my fingers.
She liked when I followed a long suck on her clit with a little flick of my tongue. It made her body jerk, and I did it so many times, she finally knocked her knee into me with a whine. I merely laughed into her glistening pink skin.
Then I really got to work, reveling in her noises, obsessed with how she unconsciously fought against me, attempting to squeeze her legs against my ears. My dick was so hard, I could feel it leaking, but I wasn’t about to stop. Not until I had her falling apart.
“Right there, right there, right there,” she cried, and I slid one finger inside her while I sucked and nibbled and tongued her. She tried to buck away from me, incoherent words tumbling from her mouth, but I only pressed another finger into her, finding the soft spot against her front wall.
“Oh, oh, oh fuck.” I kept my eyes focused on her as she fisted the comforter in her hands and growled out her pleasure in complete abandon, her climax rippling over my tongue. My hips thrust against the mattress of their own accord, my need bubbling up until it was almost impossible to think of anything but being inside her now.
Now.
Now.
“You look fucking incredible when you’re wild like that,” I said, grabbing the tin and struggling to open it in my haste. She laughed and stole it from my grasp, flicking her dark eyes up at me from under heavy lids. She removed the condom and carefully slid it down my cock, giving it a playful tug before pushing me down on the bed.
“I want to see it again.” I yanked her leg over me, holding her steady as I lined myself up at her entrance and she lowered onto me inch by delicious inch. “Fuck,” I ground out, closing my eyes. I knew it would be good, but this, this wasso good. I feared if I dared to look at her, I might spontaneously combust.
