Dangerous Lies(31)

“You are so fucking sexy,” I grunted into her sweet flesh.

She moaned at my words, her hands clenching around mine on her breasts.

Her core tightened again, the flicker of her clit mingled with my tongue. Her hoarse voice mumbled into the night air, and she exploded again.

She screamed out my name, her whole body convulsing from my tireless mouth. I lifted my chin and gasped for a breath, then worked my way up her pelvis with my tongue. She cupped the back of my neck, urging me to travel up her body. My mouth stole suckles on each nipple of her breasts on my journey upward to her beautiful face.

Her mouth lunged for mine, her orgasmic pleas filling my mouth, her tongue searching madly for mine. She licked her taste from my tongue, moaning from the exquisiteness.

“See how good you taste?” I murmured against her lips once she finally released me for a breath.

Cora only grunted, diving back for more kisses.

Her leg hitched around my waist, her hips eagerly rubbing her clit against the shaft of my cock. I hissed through my teeth, every muscle in my body tensing to keep from losing myself.

I ran my nose along hers. “Eager, are we, Love?”

Her lashes fluttered and her hands trickled up my spine, sending goosebumps along my back and through my arms. I hadn’t had a woman’s touch have such an effect on my senses since I was in my early twenties, if at all.

“What if I am?” She whispered, kissing the tip of my nose.

“Just want to make sure you’re ready is all,” I said softly, my words having a deeper meaning.

She nodded, stroking the back of my neck delicately. “Only for you, Jake.”

I smiled down at her, adjusting until I was at her entrance. Her legs slacked around my waist and her breathing steadied. Her chest was rising at a slower pace, matching mine. When she gazed into my eyes, I lost my own breath. She was so beautiful, real and alive underneath me, her hair fanned across the pillow. The green of her eyes melted with mine, yet terrified me at the same time.

They were haunted and full of vulnerabilities, searching for acceptance. She needed a knight in shining armor, someone who would keep her safe and respect her for the amazing woman she was.

“I’ve been imagining this in my head for quite some time,” I confessed, inching forward, savoring the special moment.

She took a sharp inhale and my brows furrowed. “Is this okay?”

Her eyes opened and she shook her head. “No, just go slow at first. Let me get used to you.”

“Oh, I plan to take my time tonight,” I murmured across her lips. “I’ve dreamed about this every night for years.”

Her palms flattened on my lower back, urging me to fill her more than the lone inch I’d gone. She was snug, sucking me in between her walls.

She held her breath while I cautiously filled her. My eyes rolled to the back of my head when my scrotum brushed her backside. Both her arms clung around me, squeezing me to her chest and burying her head into the crook of my neck.

“Am I hurting you?” I grunted, keeping my movements still.

“No,” she said in a hush against my skin. “Just be careful with me.”

I lifted my head so she couldn’t hide. I knew she was getting at more than just this moment in time.

Brushing a few strands from her forehead, I whispered, “Always.”

Her eyes searched, biting her lip. She was trying to contain her emotions, whether they were for me or how fucked up her past was, I couldn’t tell. I’d hoped like hell it was because we had finally found each other through the fog of betrayals that had caused destruction in our lives.

My gut told me she wouldn’t do that.

She was the light I had been searching for to find meaning in my life.

Moving my hips at an achingly slow pace, I withdrew, then pushed back inside of her. She winced the first few strokes, but soon her hips were meeting mine. Our breathing increased with each thrust.

She rubbed her hands up and down my back, her nails biting into my skin when I hit her sweet spot. I stilled, rotating my hips when I found it, stimulating her with the very tip of my cock. She withered underneath me, her walls tightening around my shaft as I circled.

I was heaving now, my balls drawing up in anticipation to erupt. I wanted to fill her for days, let my seed seep into her, but at the same time, we needed to be responsible.

Her lips chanted, “Yes, yes, yes…” against mine, and the hot heat of her faint whispers grew into moans of pleasure, causing my own undoing.

I pumped faster, giving into the slick heat of her vibrating hole. She moaned uncontrollably while her body spasmed underneath me. Three more thrusts, and I reluctantly pulled out in the knick of time, spurting hotly on her stomach. I grunted into the crook of her neck, my arms wrapping underneath the curve of her back while I continued to come on her skin.

Once Cora calmed from the fireworks that detonated inside of her, she went lax against the mattress, my still shaking forearms probably uncomfortable against the contour of her back.

My body joined hers in exhaustion, concaving on top of her, the sticky mess I’d left on her tummy now blended with mine.

I peered at her, worried she’d be irritated from where I’d released, but only a sated smile was spread across her lips, her eyes closed with satisfaction.

“I’ll be right back,” I whispered. “Don’t move.”