James looked up at me, eyes heavy with desire. “That was the hottest fucking thing ever. I need to get inside you.”
It would’ve been comical to see us both scrambling to get out of our clothes if I didn’t need him so much.
His raspy voice sounded almost pained. Suddenly I needed him in a way that I’d never needed anyone before.
“Fuck me, James.” I groaned as he crawled over me. Skin to skin this time. His face was tight with restraint. His chest heaved against mine.
“This is going to be fast.”
His low warning sent tingles through my body. His tip strained against me. He looked me in the eyes as he entered me. Inch by delicious inch, he slid inside me. I stared back as I took him.
He groaned when our bodies became one, and we started moving together. Everything but the motion of our bodies fell away. He pulled out, so I only had his tip in me, then thrust forward to take me over and over again.
Pleasure consumed his hazel eyes; then he screwed them shut and groaned into the crook of my neck. He was close.
The simple knowledge was enough to send me hurtling straight back towards the edge. It was intense, so fucking intense.
His hips pistoned into me, and I arched my hips to press my clit against his pubic bone. His groans mingled with my moans. The sounds of our pleasure filled the air around us.
“Touch yourself. I want to feel you coming on my cock.” My sex clenched at his grumbled order.
I followed his demand and reached between us, stroking my clit hard. Pleasure welled up in me again. He was almost there, too. Our groans ran together.
I wanted to come with him. I rubbed my clit faster. A few more strokes of my fingers and I was there. His name rolled off my lips again and again as my world was reduced to nothing but white-hot pleasure.
Then he was there, too. Groans rumbled through his chest and rocked me through his orgasm. “Fuck, Gabbi. Fuck.”
His entire body shook. It was the best thing ever.
He pressed a kiss to my neck and held me close, his body not leaving mine.
He propped himself up on his elbows and looked into my eyes. There was something shining in them that I hadn’t seen before. Admiration maybe? It couldn’t be the other thing.
It wasn’t possible that he was falling for me the same way that I had fallen for him, was it?
The corners of his mouth twitched up into a grin. “Well, that was worth the wait.”
I laughed. I was sated, spent. He groaned. I realized that he was still inside me. “If you keep laughing, we’re going again.”
My sex clenched involuntarily. His eyes fluttered closed.
“Seriously?” he teased. “Give me a second to recover, you insatiable woman.”
Two could play that game. “Only with you.”
His pupils dilated as I repeated his earlier words back to him. It was a promise. It was also the truth.
He did things to me that I couldn’t describe. To my body. To my heart. He was every bad boy that I had ever been warned about, every reason that I avoided relationships like the plague. Every outlaw and every villain.
Yet, as the weight of his body pressed me into the bed and his eyes bored into mine, he was every dream and every fantasy that I’d ever had come to life. He was every prom king and every hero rolled into one.
“What are you thinking?” He stared at me with eyes full of questions.
There was no way I was telling him exactly what I had been thinking, so I said the closest thing to the truth that I could come up with. “I’m really happy that you showed up tonight.”
His eyes shone with sincerity as he answered. “So am I, Gabrielle. It was the best fucking decision that I’ve ever made.”
Then he started moving again, slow, steady strokes that soon had me forgetting anything and everything that I had ever known.