I took my time removing her shorts, sliding them over her hips and down her thighs at a snail’s pace. And when I had her in nothing but panties, I couldn’t even remember the promise I’d made of going slow. It didn’t exist. I swept her into my arms as I stood, and then spun her around until I had her flat on her back, my body covering hers.
“Tell me if you want me to stop.” I made sure she held my stare while I carefully dragged her panties down her legs. But other than offer a nod of agreement, she just lay there and watched me completely undress her. I crawled back up her body and brought my mouth to her ear. “To answer your question, the only place I want to come is inside you…preferably at the same time you come on my cock.”
Her nails dug into my back, which fueled my fire. But then she spoke, and it halted everything. In a raspy, heavy voice, she uttered, “I wouldn’t get my hopes up if I were you.”
I picked my head up and looked at her. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing…just that you shouldn’t take it personal if I can’t…you know.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. It was late, and I was tired, but it was a travesty to think she hadn’t ever had an orgasm. “So you’ve never gotten off?” Had I planned my words better, I would have softened the question a bit.
She shrugged slightly beneath me. “I have, but only if it’s not about me.”
“What do you mean?”
The moment she started to speak, the hesitation and uncertainty in her tone was obvious. “I can fantasize about a man, but I can’t put myself into the fantasy. As soon as I become part of the scene in my mind, it stops immediately.”
I could only assume she was referring to playing her own fiddle, but I wasn’t going to embarrass her by asking. Instead, I lowered my mouth to hers and said, “I’m pretty certain I can change that. There’s no doubt in my mind that I can get the job done.” It came off playful and teasing, and she smiled against my lips.
“You sound very sure of yourself.” Her whispered words bathed my skin in a song of seduction.
I couldn’t help but run my hand along her side and over her bare hip to her thigh. Goose bumps rose on her flesh and tickled my palm, which only served to spur me on. She was playing with fire, but it was one I hoped would ignite her soul and not burn her. “That’s because I am, Jade.”
Her face tilted up and her mouth found mine, her lips as soft as silk just before she opened. I responded in kind, and our tongues danced together. With each swirl, my dick became impossibly harder. She reached her hand between us and wrapped her fingers around my shaft. Applying the perfect amount of pressure, she stroked the length, once, twice.
“Fuck…” I couldn’t help the groan of need, and I loved the murmur of a giggle she gave me in return.
I shifted to the side, just enough to slide my hand from her leg to her inner thigh, and then up to her core. The moment my fingers grazed her slick center, I was done for. I teased the area, waiting for her to halt my actions, but instead, she opened wider, inviting me in.
“Cash…” Had she said my name without a hedonistic undertone, I would have retreated immediately, but it came out like a plea, encouraging me to prove to her I could take her places she’d never been.
One syllable was all it took for me to dip my finger into her warmth and rub her clit with my thumb. I expected her to release her hold on my cock, yet she kept stroking while I added another finger. But when I brought my mouth to her neck, she gave up on the hand job in favor of receiving the pleasure I offered. And I loved every aching minute of it.
She had my undivided attention as I fingered her. She let me know when I hit the spot that drove her wild by arching her back and thrusting her chest toward me. A trail of kisses led me to her breasts, and I took her nipple in my mouth, sucking it while my fingers fucked her. I loved the way her nails dug into my skin, proving she was not only enjoying the fantasy, but she was lost in it.
“Please,” she begged, but for what, I wasn’t sure.
“Tell me what you need, Jade.”
“You.” She gasped when I curled my fingers in a come-hither motion. “All of you.”
There was nothing I craved more than to sink into her, to release the pressure that consumed me, but if she wanted it, she would have to take it.
As if she read my mind, she eased her arm under my shoulder and wrapped me in a hug. My fingers kept working, and she rewarded me with moan after gratifying moan. Then she hooked her leg behind mine and shifted me over her once more, forcing my hand away so I could settle between her legs.
“Jade…”
She silenced me with her mouth, and before I could react, her heels dug into my ass. In an instant, I sank balls deep into a heaven I never believed existed until that moment. With my lips firmly pressed to hers, she gasped for air, rounding her spine, pushing her hips up, and I waited while she adjusted to my size.
It didn’t take long before she cupped my ass, trying to coerce me to move. I gave her what she asked for, rocking my pelvis like the waves rolling in before retreating. Undulating in desire, a lust driven by love. Jade was clearly lost in the moment, and I desperately worked to bring her to nirvana.
I locked my eyes on hers and begged, “Tell me…who’s here?”
Confusion clouded the blue. “You.”
“And…?” I needed her to be here, right here, in this moment.
“Me,” she panted, realizing what I’d meant.
The intensity of the heat surrounding my dick grew, and her muscles tightened with each breath she held a little longer than the last. She was close, and I wanted her orgasm more than she did. I shifted slightly, and her nails nearly broke my skin. Knowing I had her within reach, I pushed inside her with each flex and drew my length back out as I relaxed. I gathered her body in my arms, tucked my head into the crook of her neck, and I brought her to the first of what I was sure would be many climaxes, just before I reached my own.
Slowly catching her breath, her soft, whispered question grazed my cheek when she asked, “Will you stay with me? Please?”
The pleading in her tone broke me. I’d move heaven and Earth to give her anything she asked for, and this was a simple request.
I held her face in my hand, our exhales mixing between us. “Of course.”
She rewarded me with the brightest smile I’d ever seen. I gently pulled away from her, slowly dragging my dick out of her warmth, and then moved to help her climb beneath the covers. Once she settled next to me, I slid to the edge of the bed to turn off the lamp.
Before I could pull the chain and cloak the room in darkness, a single, cool fingertip outlined the wings and the sword of my tattoo—the archangel Michael. Goose bumps covered my skin at her gentle touch and probing exploration. Other than asking what it was, she’d never mentioned it. But as soon as she sucked in a breath, I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold in her curiosity any longer.