She spins in my arms and runs her palms over my chest. “My turn,” she whispers. She yanks at the knot in my towel, and it falls away, and then she’s wrapping her fingers around my cock and stroking, her gaze locked on my dick as she works me over.
“Careful,” I murmur. “Do that too much, and this’ll be over before we begin.”
Her eyes flash up to mine. “Yeah?” She smiles but doesn’t stop stroking.
“I was already so close in the pool.” I jack up into her fist. Fuck. So good. “The taste of you on my lips and the feel of your body clenching around my fingers when you came against my mouth? So fucking hot, Stella. I was a few seconds away from embarrassing myself.”
She circles her thumb around the slickness gathering at my tip. “You want to finish like this? I don’t mind.”
I cup her face in both hands and kiss her hard. “On the bed, woman.”
She leans toward me, chasing my mouth. “Bossy. I like it.” But she doesn’t move, and her hand doesn’t stop stroking.
I smack her ass, and she squeaks. “You like that too?”
Her green eyes are dark and full of mischief when she looks up at me. “I like making you come. I’ve thought about it a lot this week.”
“Not as much as me.” I take her hand from my cock before lowering my head so my mouth is right by her ear. “But the next time either one of us comes, I’m gonna be buried so deeply inside you you’ll have to bite your lip to keep from screaming my name. Got it?”
She moans and sways toward me. She kisses my shoulder then backs up to the bed, holding my gaze as she lowers herself.
I walk to the bedside table and grab the box of condoms. She turns to her side and reaches for me, but I dodge with a sidestep, smirking. “Hands on the headboard, naughty girl.”
She licks her lips and obeys, moving to her back and gripping the rails of the headboard but never taking her eyes off me. I tear open a condom and roll it onto my shaft. When I climb onto the bed and over her, she whispers, “I need you.”
I hook her knee with my elbow, spreading her wide as I settle between her thighs. “I know. I need you too.” And the words resonate through me in a way I don’t want to analyze right now. So I kiss her softly and slowly slide inside. I tear my mouth from hers because I have to see her face. Her green eyes open and meet mine, and an electric connection snaps between us.
She gasps, eyes fluttering, and drags her bottom lip between her teeth.
I smile down at her. “You feel good. So fucking good. Can you hold on there? I need you to come before I do, but I won’t last long if those hands of yours are all over me.”
She nods, and, fuck, she looks as vulnerable as I feel right now.
I draw up onto my knees so I can drive deeper and get a better view of this stunning woman beneath me. I shake my head. “So fucking beautiful.”
And I’m close. Too fast, and this is going to be over way before I want it to be, so I slide a hand between our bodies and circle her clit with my thumb.
She arches off the bed, knuckles going white as she grips the headboard like it’s the only thing keeping her tethered to Earth. I stroke her faster and pump my hips harder. She’s close too, and with every thrust she makes more and more quiet sounds—moans she’s trapping in her throat and biting back. Then, with one measured press of my thumb against her clit, she comes, pulsing around me so hard that I lose it. I grip her hips in both hands and watch her tits bounce as I slam into her again and again, chasing my own release. When it hits, it about knocks me over—pleasure so intense it whips like lightning down my spine and obliterates me from the inside out.
I collapse forward, and she releases the headboard and strokes my back. She wraps her legs around my waist and holds me close. I’m shaking. Because it was that fucking good. Because it means so damn much to me that she’s here and this finally happened with her. And because I don’t want her to leave.
And that thought scares the hell out of me.* * *StellaI know I should leave and go back to my mom’s. If this is just sex, just a fling, then this isn’t the time for cuddling. But he’s warm and solid, and I feel so safe curled into him.
Kace sighs, then rolls to his side and looks me in the eye. “You okay?”