She brought him to the edge of releasing. When he was rocking against her and moaning in a rhythm she recognized, she removed her mouth and pulled back. She took a second to enjoy the firm body lying before her; his head was tilted back as he recovered his breath, and his marvelous eyes were firmly closed. Just as he was opening them to look at her, Jessie crawled onto his lap and pushed herself down on top of him. A surprised gasp left his lips, but it quickly shifted into an erotic sound of satisfaction. Jessie closed her eyes as a similar noise escaped her. The feel of all that length and width inside her was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Even drunk, she appreciated it.
Their hips moved together automatically, slowly at first, then steadily increased to a fierce rhythm full of drive and purpose. Jessie leaned back on his thighs, exposing as much of her body to him as she could. His fingers reached up to explore her; one hand cupped her breast, while the other slid down to where they were connected. As he drove into her, his thumb rubbed small circles against her core. The erotic sounds releasing from Jessie were uncontrollable. She knew she was close; she could feel the pressure building to a glorious breaking point with every stroke. She shifted her hips, to feel more of him against her, and instantly cried out as she was suddenly struck by a deep, intense climax. She rode out the sensation with tiny groans of pleasure; it was the most powerful, satisfying orgasm she’d ever had. Ten times more than Jeremy had ever given her. She felt like her entire body was trembling.
As she came down, he sat up under her, grabbed her thighs, and pushed her up and over. With a grunt and a couple of readjustments, he had her back to the mattress. Resting on top of her, he drove into her again with a needy groan. Wanting him to experience the joy she’d just had, Jessie met him thrust for thrust, and even though she was drunk on alcohol and an amazing orgasm, she enjoyed the sensation of their joined bodies rocking apart and coming together.
As he panted heavily in her ear, Jessie trailed her fingers through his dark hair. The pleasure slowly started building again, and as Jessie wondered if she could orgasm twice, she let her head roll off the edge of the mattress. From her vantage point, she could see their tangled, naked bodies reflected back to her in a television set nearby. She watched their bodies move together, watched his face as he approached his climax. It was an incredibly erotic sight, and she felt her body quickly responding. Yes, she could come twice.
Like he knew he was being watched, his eyes drifting to hers in the TV. “Are you watching us?” he murmured, his voice tight. She groaned and smiled, and he dropped his head to her shoulder. “Jesus, that’s hot.”
Jessie continued her voyeurism, feeling and watching the way his body shifted as he drove into her. It was mesmerizing and overwhelming, and she couldn’t take much more; she was close again. So very, very close. Needing just a little push to get her over the edge, she moved her hips harder under his. He groaned against her shoulder, his hand on her waist encouraging her vigor, then he sucked in a quick breath. “God, I’m close.” His voice was tight as he added, “Yes…I’m…yes…”
He let it trail off, and Jessie grabbed his head, bringing his eyes back to hers. “Say it,” she panted, again shocked at her own aggressiveness. Hard alcohol did surprising things to her.
He opened his mouth, and his beautiful face broke into a look that men only got when they were about to release. On most, it wasn’t that appealing. On him…it was breathtaking. “Oh God…I’m coming…” Then he let out a series of low groans as his hips slowed over hers.
Feeling him, hearing him, the eroticism of the moment hit her all at once, igniting her climax, and she started coming for a second time. Clutching each other, they rode out their joint orgasms together, and as he released inside her, Jessie’s slow mind suddenly remembered the one tiny little thing she’d forgotten in the heat of the moment…the condom tucked away in her purse. Oops.
Kai was still enjoying the last lingering remnants of his outstanding release when Jessie’s phone started ringing. It took a moment for Kai to register what the odd, musical sound was and where it was coming from. Really, it took his slow mind a minute to register anything other than—that was the best orgasm I’ve ever had. As he panted on her shoulder, he felt her shift beneath him, like she was uncomfortable.
Not wanting to crush her, he pulled out and shifted to her side. Jessie ran her hands through her dark brown hair, her chocolate eyes closing. Kai had been mesmerized by those eyes in the club. He’d never seen eyes that dark that had also been that alive. They’d trapped him almost instantly, even before all the booze she’d poured down his willing throat. Combined with the way she moved and the aggressive way she talked, and he was hers, she could have done anything she wanted to him. He smiled as he considered that, in a way, she had.