Triple Diamonds (Mystic Nights #2)

“I’m nothing special,” she returned off handedly. Her insecurities were creeping to the surface, but the words had slipped out before she could stop them.

Joseph’s hand reached for her chin, and tilting her head up even more, he looked fierce and angry when he spoke next. He looked like a warrior with that expression. “Yes, you are. And you’re mine.” And with that he claimed her lips. But this time he was gentle and took his time. When his tongue licked across the seam of her mouth, she opened up for him and let him explore her recesses.

As Joseph kissed the lovely woman before him, he was in no rush. But he wanted to stake his claim. He dropped his hold on her chin to caress her arms, and then her back. Finally his hands rested on the globes of her ass as he pulled her into him more, pressing the hard ridge of his cock up against her belly. He wanted her to know how she made him feel. How special she was.

He heard her sigh of satisfaction at the feel of him nestled between them. It felt good. Right. He’d never brought a woman here before, always having taken his pleasure at the hotel where it wasn’t as personal. But with her, everything was becoming personal. And when he told her she was his, he meant it.

It shocked him, but he really wanted it to be so. Maybe it was because his brother had found the one, he thought. But he didn’t care. She just felt right. Really right. But he wasn’t going to rush it. With her, he knew he needed to be sure. His past still gave him doubts.

When her hands began to explore him, his kiss turned more demanding, and the little vixen was making all the right sounds and the right moves. His blood rushed through his veins. She was pushing her core against him. She was ready.

He parted from her and probed her eyes. “Are you ready to take this inside?” he asked. The decision would be hers.

At her nod, he tugged her hand and led her back into the house and straight to his bedroom.

He had lit the lamp on the bedside table, and he led her directly to his large king sized bed. Releasing her, he began to get undressed and she followed suit. No words were spoken as they began to shed their clothes. He finished first, pulled back the covers, and made his way to the center of the bed. He watched her as she finished undressing and crawled in beside him. Reaching to caress her face, he kissed her once more until she was breathless, and when her hand began to slide down to his cock he let out a groan of pure pleasure. They were both ready for this. Reaching over her, he grabbed a condom from the side table and handed it to her, letting her help this time. She made quick work of rolling it down onto him. Instead of rolling on top of her, he pulled her on top of him. Her eyes went wide.

Jewel felt a moment of trepidation. She had little sexual experience, never anything as enjoyable as what it had been with Joseph that first night, and she wasn’t used to being the one taking the lead. But Joseph didn’t rush her. He took ahold of her face and brought it down to his mouth to claim her lips one more time. He would take it slow, let her be in charge. He wanted to see what she would do with the control. Soon she was responding to the kiss with a fierceness of her own, and with her breasts pressed up against him, he could feel himself getting even harder. Her nipples were hardening too, little pebbles that scraped along his chest.

He stroked her back and encouraged her to move, and she did. She began to gyrate. Her need was building. On her back he found her braid and swept over it until he found the tie and pulled it loose. His hands made quick work of pulling through the plait to set her glorious raven mane free. When she rode him, he wanted nothing tied down. When she began to grind against him, he encouraged her to sit up and slide along his engorged cock. He felt her juices between them, as a bead of precum escaped his shaft. She began to torture him with her heat, slithering along his cock. He knew with even just this, he was close, but he wanted to be inside her pussy when his release came. “I need to be inside of you. Are you ready?” he asked panting. He needed that heat.

Jewel was more than ready. She felt her orgasm building already, and with a quick nod, she got up onto her knees and positioned herself over his massive cock in wonderment that it had fit inside of her. But it had, and she was sure it would do so again.

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