I held another noodle over her mouth, and she opened wide, her tongue stretching to meet it.
My pulse pounded at the sight, my balls seizing in my jeans. “You hungry?”
I touched the noodle to her tongue and then pulled it away. Her back arched, her tits jiggling with the movement.
“Take it.” My voice caught in my throat as I dropped the noodle in her mouth.
She savored it as if it were a rare, exotic delicacy, her eyes on me.
“You like it, huh?” I asked, my fingers trailing down her middle to her *.
She nodded, licking her shiny lips.
I gently circled her clit over the fabric of her panty. “I’m fucking hungry, too. So fucking hungry.”
Removing my hand from between her legs, I leaned over her chest. My tongue swirled around a pebbled nipple, and she moaned loudly, her body jerking at the contact. I traced wet circles over her and finally sucked on the noodle, nuzzling her skin. I lapped at the spots of spicy sauce on her tit, kneading it hard, getting it in my mouth.
My other hand pressed between her legs, rubbing over the slippery fabric. Her pelvis rocked, desperate for more friction. The satiny material under my fingertips grew wetter and wetter, and Jill shuddered on Rae’s old kitchen table.
She was at my mercy, aching for what I could give her, adoring my touch, relishing my desecration of her absolute perfection.
No, I’m making her more perfect.
My fingers stroked the unbelievable softness between her breasts. “I just want to sink my teeth into you.”
Her brows jumped, a wicked smile sweeping her lips. “Do it,” she whispered.
My middle finger brushed over a rough bump. “What’s this?”
“What?” She raised her head, her eyes squinting at the spot where I was rubbing over her skin. Her head fell back. “An old scar. It’s nothing.”
“Here, on your perfect tits? How’d that happen?”
“Feed me some more. I’m starving.”
“Jill? Tell me.”
“Please.” Her fingers flexed and curled into fists at her sides. “Not now. Not now.”
“Jillee?” I gently cupped a breast. “You can tell me anything, baby. Anything.”
Her head sank back against the table. “The jerk who took me years ago. I don’t even want to say his name.”
I closed my eyes. Mole. The fucker who’d kidnapped Jill and kept her tied up on a motel bed for two days. The fucker whose body I had destroyed and gotten rid of. If I had known then that I’d be feeling this mess of emotions that I was feeling for Jill right now, I would’ve taken more time and much more pleasure in dealing with his corpse.
“Boner—”
“Nobody will ever hurt you again. I promise you,” I breathed against her warm skin before planting gentle kisses over the white bumpy scars. “You hear me, Firefly? I want you to forget that fucker and every goddamn evil thing he did to you.”
“I don’t want to forget.”
“Why the fuck not?”
Her hand came to my beard, her fingers running through it. “The details have dulled over the years, and I don’t dwell on them like I used to. But I do remember that there is such a hell out there. It makes the good in my life so much sharper and in focus. Becca, Rae and Tania, Grace and her baby. And you. You’re so clear to me. And I want you all to stay that way.”
There it was again. That strength, that shining vitality that would blow me away each and every time she wielded it like a lightsaber in a dark galaxy.
A slight smile swept over her gorgeous lips. “Either feed me or fuck me until Rae comes home from the movies. She might get tired and come home early, and before she does, I want you to come inside me.”
I stared at her as the endless possibilities, the anticipation, were eating me up. I’d won the lottery and couldn’t decide how to spend my winnings.
“Help me up.”
I scooped her off the table and set her down on her feet. Her hair was mussed, her eyes dewy, lips red and swollen.
I can’t wait. No fucking way.
I turned her in my arms and leaned her forward. I grabbed one thigh and propped it up on the table, opening her up to me.
Fuck, what a sight.
Her cunt inviting me in, her full ass curving before me. My brain cells popped as I ran my fingers through her wet heat.
“Bone?” she whimpered.
“Need you now, Firefly. Right the fuck now.” I squeezed the soft flesh of her ass. “Like this.”
She only let out another whimper, her back and shoulders relaxing, her fingers curling around the edge of the table. “God, yes…”
I undid my jeans and shoved them down my hips. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head to the side, nipping and nuzzling her damp skin. Goose bumps spread over her shoulders and her arms. I held my cock steady against her slit, my heart pounding through my chest, and I slid inside her wetness.