She was still swollen and snug from her orgasm and he broke into a sweat imagining how fucking sweet she was going to feel all closed around his cock, squeezing and milking it for every drop of his release. Shit but he had to get it together or he was going to come in the condom right now.
Taking deep breaths, he positioned himself over her, nudging her entrance with the head of his dick as he planted his hands on either side of her head.
“Reach down and guide me in,” he said hoarsely. “Wrap your fingers around me and put me inside you, baby.”
He caught her reaction to the endearment, approval and delight flashing in her eyes. He tucked that little piece of information away and then closed his eyes when her hand found him.
Her fingers circled his width, stroking up and down as she positioned him at the mouth of her *. Sweat broke out on his forehead and he clamped his lips together in an effort to keep it together.
“Take me,” she whispered. “You’re there, Ash. Come inside me now.”
Readily, he pushed in, ensuring that he wasn’t too forceful and that she was able to accommodate him easily. She was damn snug, but she stretched, enveloping him as he thrust deeper and harder this time.
“Now, move your hands and put them above your head against the headboard,” he said.
She twitched and pulsed in reaction, her * going wetter and hotter around him. Slowly, she did as he directed, lifting her hands and then putting them over her head.
He reared up and then slid his hands underneath her ass so he could hold her and position her so he could get even deeper inside her. He glanced down, drawn by the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her *. Then his hands glided from her ass up her legs until he hooked them behind his back, opening her further so she was completely accessible.
“How close are you to coming again?” he asked, breathing through his nose as he sought for control.
“Close,” she whispered. “But I need . . .”
She bit her lip and broke off, her gaze falling from his.
“Look at me,” he bit out.
Her gaze snapped back to his, her eyes wide.
“What do you need?”
“Uhm, for you to touch me.” Color flooded her cheeks and suffused her body, making it delectably pink. “I’ve never been able to come from just penetration.”
He lowered himself, coming to rest on his forearms so his face was just above hers, their mouths precariously close.
“A lot of women can’t come without clitoral stimulation,” he said gently. “Doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you. Furthermore, even if it was an oddity, you don’t ever hesitate to tell me what you need in bed. Got it? I can’t please you if I don’t know what turns you on and what doesn’t. And I want you to be pleased because that makes me happy.”
“Got it,” she returned softly.
“Use your hand,” he said, carefully reaching up to tug one of her hands down between them. “I’m going to go hard, baby. I’m about to explode here. Build up’s been too long. Once I start going, I can’t stop, so you need to make sure you get there with me. If you need a minute, go ahead and start touching yourself now. Just let me know when, okay?”
She slid her fingers between their bodies, and he could tell when she touched her clitoris. There was an immediate burst of satisfaction in her eyes. They went dreamy and hazy, cloudy with desire.
“Go now,” she whispered.
“Be sure, Josie. This isn’t going to last.”
She nodded, her face already strained with her impending orgasm.
It was like setting the bloodhounds free.
He withdrew, enjoying the sensuous slide from her body. Then he slammed forward and began thrusting hard and deep. Faster. Harder. His eyes rolled back in his head. He’d never felt anything so goddamn good in his life.
A roar began in his ears. His blood thundered through his veins. Josie went dim in front of him and the room faded as agonizing pleasure bloomed, unfurling like a tightly closed bud in the first rays of spring sunshine.
“Jesus,” he gritted out. “This is going to kill me.”
“Me too,” she gasped. “Oh God, Ash, don’t stop, please!”