Butterflies in Honey (Growing Pains #3)(94)

The world paused as they shuttered into each other. Then it was quiet as Krista fell onto him, completely limp.

Sean, still holding her weight, picked her up reverently and took her from the door to the floor. He laid her down gently.

“Did I hurt you?” He asked with concern, disentangling himself from her body and straightening up.

She smiled and stretched like a cat in the sun.

“Yes, and it was wonderful,” she purred.

A languid smile curled his lips. “Sorry I couldn’t go for longer—it’s been a while.”

“That’s nice to hear.”

“What, that I couldn’t go for long, or it’s been a while?”

Krista just smiled. He returned her smile as his eyes drifted down her body. Krista’s legs were still open with her dress around her hips. His eyes stopped on her exposed woman parts and his hunger stirred to life again.

“What happens now?” Sean asked, his eyes still on her open legs.

“You take a mini break, and then put your c**k back into me,” she answered boldly.

His eyes got wide and he looked up. He was about to make a comment, probably about her language, when he met her eyes and his breath hitched. She was feeling reckless. So many years of being a scared little rabbit, being afraid of any sort of roughness, being afraid to really explore her sexuality for fear it would be used against her—she felt like breaking out. And with him, she could. She also knew he would go with the flow. She knew he would forgive her flaws as she strove for cl**ax.

Without changing position, Krista reached up and gave the top of her dress a small yank. Out toppled her br**sts. She ran her hand along them as she surveyed her partner. His breath was coming fast again; his chest heaving as his eyes were drawn to her nudity. His slick manhood was growing before her eyes, popping up the shirt that lay on top of it.

“Lick my ni**les,” she commanded.

Sean’s mesmerized eyes glued to her chest. She closed her eyes as she felt his tongue and lips close around her constricted nipple. Her skin erupted in bumps as his rough hand glided over her other breast.

Suddenly she couldn’t stand it anymore. She sat up and pushed him back to a sitting position. She hastily took off his jacket as he sucked on her neck. She wanted him inside her with fierce determination, but she also wanted to feel those pecks rubbing against her hard ni**les.

She tried the first button, got it open as his head pushed her torso back and found a nipple. He sucked hard, causing spikes of pleasure to pierce her. In desperation, she took two handfuls of his shirt and ripped it open. Buttons went everywhere as white broke free to expose tanned flesh. She cleared the last of the cloth from his chest and pulled his pants down so nothing was in the way of his large, rock hard erection. In a flash she had her body poised over him, his hands spread across her back. She sat down forcefully and the world exploded in color.

Sean groaned. His hands convulsed to her butt, again letting her lead. There was no point in doing anything else—he’d never felt sensations this acute with a woman. He didn’t want to ruin it. She was way ahead of him, and all he could do was hold on for dear life and ride the wave.

Krista struck up a fast rhythm, experimenting with her body and his. He held her tightly with his eyes closed as she dug her fingers into his large shoulders and rubbed herself along his erection. He flinched when she dug in, then moaned when she moved her pelvis in a circle, moving him within her to new places; hitting new heights.

The feelings were so intense, and Krista was so carefree in her expression of them, that she lasted about as long as he did the last time. She came harder than ever before and shuddered as she dug her face into his neck. She felt his answering shudder. They came down together, wrapped in each other’s arms.

“What’s got into you?” he asked tiredly. “I can’t keep up. It’s a first.”

“You did. You got into me, finally,” she answered with a laugh.

Krista leaned her body back to find ground again, but Sean had other ideas. Holding on to her with one hand, bracing himself with the other, he got up with her still wrapped around his middle. He was still inside her. It felt like he didn’t want to sever the connection just yet. She wholeheartedly agreed.

“I bet they have a fantastic shower in this suite. How long can we stay here?” Sean asked as he walked them, awkwardly, to the bathroom.

“We have it all night.”

“Did you get a room with the intention of seducing me? Because if so, you didn’t need to aim so high.”

Krista laughed at him and bit his neck. “No, and I know. A field would have done for you.”

They walked into the giant bathroom. There was a shower with glass walls and door, a giant, separate tub, a double sink, and a vanity. Everything was marble.

“Wow,” Krista said as Sean put her down.

“Bath or shower?” Sean asked, surveying the scene.

“Bath, obviously.”

Sean surveyed Krista, then looked down at himself. “Well, your dress is in one piece, though I owe you some new undies.”

“You can buy your own shirt. You make more money than I do.” Krista slipped out of her dress. “Can you dim the lights somehow?”

Sean dimmed the lights to low. If there had been candles, it would’ve been perfect. Candles and some bubble bath, actually. Sean turned around and ran his eyes over Krista’s na**d body.