About Last Night (About Last Night #1)(49)

That was all I needed to hear. Gently pushing her back on the bed, I took a pillow and lifted Maya to place it under her hips. At the confused look on her face, I clarified, “It helps, really.”

I reached under the pillow by her head and grabbed hold of the small foil packet. Putting it to my mouth, I ripped it open with expert skill. Just as I was about to place it on myself, I hesitated then looked at her. “You want to put it on? Do you know how?”

Maya’s brow bunched. “I haven’t done it in a long time, but, sure, I’ll give it a try.” My brow furrowed. Before I could ask her who she’d been putting condoms on, she scooted forward, took the condom from my fingers, and added, “Of course, this isn’t sex ed, and you’re a lot bigger than a banana.”

Ah. The mystery was solved, and I held down my chuckle as well as the pounding of my heart, which I chose to ignore.

I wasn’t jealous.

…I wasn’t.

Kneeling in front of me, I watched in awe as Maya gripped the base of my hard length, placing the condom on the throbbing head. Concentrating on the task at hand, she placed her fingers around it and slowly but firmly worked it down, leaving room at the top. She’d done it gracefully, in a way I’d never seen. I was in wonder of her.

Her hands moved slowly over my sheathed swollen dick when she looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes. “How’d I do?”

She was killing me.

“Great,” I just about croaked. I cleared my throat and tried again. “Listen, I don’t think we should rush. I’d like to kiss you for a while before we do this. Give me a little more time to play with you.”

The smile that spread across her face was stunning, but when she blushed and lifted her hands to cover her pink cheeks, I was done for. She was adorable, and sweet, and sexy as sin. She was getting to me in a way I’d never had a client get to me.

That’s right, I reminded myself. She’s a client. She hired you. This isn’t some girl you’re dating, chump. Stop it.

A client she might’ve been, but it was more than that and I knew it. That didn’t mean I’d act on it though. All I could hope for was that Maya would like me enough to hire me again.

I hoped she would. No, I begged she would. I hadn’t got my fill yet. I needed more of her.

My body aching for her, I lay down with my head on a pillow then held my arms out to her, utterly exposed. She crawled over to my side and looked down at me as if she wasn’t sure what I wanted. Of course she didn’t. She’d never done any of this before. So I spoke, “Put your knees by my thighs and climb over me, on top of me. Lay down on me so I can hold you, kiss you, and reach everything I want to touch all at the same time. Come here, baby.”

Her face flushed, her mouth parting as she climbed over me, straddling me. I gripped her hips before she could lie down, and ground her down onto me. Her * cushioned my cock and her arousal covered me. Even with a condom, she felt amazing. Closing my eyes, I sighed as I continued to move her up and down on my tool.

I was supposed to be making her feel good, but f*ck, I was getting lost in this experience myself. And by the breathy moans coming from Maya, I was working her in the best way. The tip of my cock brushed her clit on every forward motion. I could feel it and as her moans became stronger, louder. I started losing the fight to control myself.

“Oh, baby,” I muttered as I sat up a moment to wrap my arms around her before bringing her back down with me to lie draped over me. Her breasts mashed into my chest. I reveled in the feeling of our bare bodies entwined. I continued to thrust, grinding over her *. Her eyes dazed in a lust haze, she whimpered. I took her mouth hard, nipping at her swollen pink lips. My heart raced. My mouth on hers, I groaned into hers as she moaned into mine. The friction of our not-so-dry humping was mind-blowing.

Then, Maya surprised me by pulling back an inch and uttering, “Oh, God, Quinn, please. I can’t wait. Please.”

My mind was hazy. I was sex-drunk. Reaching between our bodies, I fisted my cock and ran it over her entrance teasingly. “This what you want?”

Her eyes bore into mine as she begged, “Yes. Please. Please.”

Without responding, I paused my motions, halting at her entry, and pushed. The lust-swollen head of my cock was immediately enveloped, and I groaned at the very same time Maya moaned. We were a symphony of sex.

I pushed slowly. She took another inch before I met her barrier. I stilled at the same time her body stiffened and she hissed out lightly.

Oh yeah, regardless of our foreplay, this would hurt. I held myself there, taking my hand and running it through her auburn hair and down her back. “This is going to hurt a little.”

Her chocolate colored doe eyes met mine. She smiled sadly. “I know.”

My eyes held hers as I pushed. Her mouth gaped as her face contorted in pain. But still, I pushed. She grit her teeth and my stomach dropped. I could do this one of two ways. Ride it out, prolonging her pain, or to the hilt in one shot.

I didn’t want her to be in a boatload of pain. I wanted the pain to pass as quickly as possible, so we could enjoy each other. After this, there would be no more sex this night. I had one shot to make this good for her.

“Maya?” I stilled. She winced as she looked up at me, obviously in pain. “Kiss me, baby.”

She did. She kissed me softly, weakly almost, and I stopped my invasion. I kissed her back heartily, running my hands down her back, massaging her, kneading her ass. The moment I felt her body relax again, I wrapped my arms around her waist tightly. So tight that she was unable to move.