“Thank you, that was amazing.”
“We’re not done.” He lowered his head and took her lips again. He couldn’t get enough of her mouth, the scent and taste of her filling his head and making him crazy. She tugged on his pants, pushing the fabric over his hips, her soft hands caressing the bare skin of his butt. His cock touched her warm leg, and he shuddered, fighting for control.
“Lift up,” she whispered, and then, sweet mercy, she had her hands on his cock and he was going to die. He nestled his face against her throat, soaking in every sensation—the scent of her skin, the aching pleasure in his balls as she somehow, from somewhere, rolled a condom onto his shaft.
He wished the damn thing were a million miles away. He wanted to take his mate, skin on skin. Needed to feel her wetness around him. Her warmth enclosing him, but he’d known that wouldn’t work. So the condom it was, and even as he ached for what he couldn’t have, she shifted under him, opening her legs, and the head of his cock breached her *.
“Take me.” Pam arched against him and he slid in a tiny bit farther.
With pleasure. He slipped in slowly, savouring the sensation of her clasp around him until he was buried to the hilt. She was tight and wet and holy-fucking-moly nothing had ever felt like this before.
He stared into her big brown eyes. Anchored on his elbows, one on either side of her, their bodies joined together, a slow and seductive dance of pleasure. The hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and he kissed it. Kissed his way across her cheek and back to her neck. He wanted to bite her so badly his gums ached. Wanted to mark her as his and make sure no matter what happened he would have that connection with her, but he couldn’t. Not until she knew everything. Somewhere he found the strength to simply lick her jugular, ignoring the pounding pulse under his mouth. He concentrated on dragging his cock in and out of her sweet body.
Pam wrapped her legs around him, and on the next pass, he sank a little deeper and she made a little sound that made his balls tighten.
“So good. Oh yeah, right there.” She swore a couple of times and he laughed.
“What’s good, this?” He slid over her clit. It must have been sensitive from his earlier ministrations, and her eyes rolled back a little. “Yup, that’s what I thought.”
“Faster,” she demanded, tugging with her feet against his ass.
He chuckled and dropped to suck on her nipples, nipping lightly with his teeth, soothing the rigid peaks with his tongue. “Slower.”
He was going numb for the waist down, which, when added to how confused and crazy she made his mind, turned the whole situation a little cloudy and surreal. He didn’t want it to end, didn’t want to speed up, but the tingling ache at the base of his spine warned he wasn’t going to last forever. He kissed her again, taking her mouth and commanding her attention. He plunged as deep as possible, pressing her against the bed so hard it squeaked, her breath rushing past his cheek as he reached down and slipped a hand between them.
“Come for me again. One more time. Squeeze me in that sweet * of yours until I can’t stand it anymore.”
He pressed on her clit in time with his thrusts. Pam clutched his neck in a death grip, and when she moaned out in pleasure, he closed his eyes and slammed in. Again and again as her body clutched him, waves convulsing around him. He hung on to his control by a thread. Then her hot mouth and seeking lips closed on his neck, and she bit him.
He exploded into her depths.
Chapter Six
Sorry guys, I didn’t get anything useful out of Jared. TJ was very smart—all he told Jared was he planned on taking his vacation a little early and didn’t want to leave the excursion in the lurch, could Jared fill in for a few days? He knows nothing more.
Find Shaun. He’s the one who took them away. Check Granite Lake cabin, check the usual hangouts. I’m trapped taking care of this booking. When I find that boy I’m going to skin him alive. Robyn, you said you wanted a new rug for the living room, right?
Keil
Bliss.
Why had she never done this before? The totally decadent adoration of a slightly younger guy was awesome. Here she’d been going out with older men thinking that being more mature they would know their way around a girl’s pink parts better, but TJ? Whoa Nelly, the guy had talented fingers.
Even now he was using them to her best advantage. Last night had rocked, and she couldn’t quite remember when she’d fallen asleep. Somewhere between their third and fourth tumble on the bed, things got blurry, but the drag of his hands down her back as he massaged her naked body this morning was very clear.
Bliss.
Or had she thought that already?
He pressed harder, his thumbs sinking into the tight muscles in her lower back and she groaned. “Oh yeah, right there.”
“Hmm, sleeping beauty awakes. I seem to remember you saying that a lot last night.”