Weekends Required (Danvers #1)(41)
The sucking of his mouth on her br**sts seemed to mimic the motion of his hand between her thighs. She pushed her thighs tighter against his hand, instinctively seeking release from the pressure inside her. Liquid pooled there as Jason slipped a finger inside her, stroking her where she needed it most.
Time ceased to have any meaning; the only focus was what was happening to her body, the unbearable pressure between her legs. Claire felt another finger being inserted, stroking faster as his thumb continued to rub her clit. Suddenly feeling like she was fixing to break apart if he didn’t stop, Claire started to pull back from his hand, so strong were the feelings burning in her body.
She heard Jason’s voice whisper, “No baby, let it happen, come for me.” The motion of his hand increased as did the suction at her br**sts, and suddenly she was falling through space; spinning so fast there was nothing left in the world but the feeling of the contractions that shook her body. “Oh god, baby, that’s it,” said Jason hoarsely.
Lying limply, sparks of electricity still running through her body, Claire felt Jason’s lips take up their earlier path, kissing slowly down her stomach and suddenly she jerked in shock as those lips kissed her inner thighs. As she tried to move her legs together to escape from the ultimate intimacy, Claire felt Jason’s hand on her hip, soothing her, “let me taste you, I need to know all of your beautiful body."
Claire slowly eased her legs apart to the gentle pressure of his hand. She held her breath as she felt the first light stroke of his tongue across her folds. Jason went slowly as not to startle her and suddenly all thoughts of protest were gone and there was nothing other than the exquisite feel of his tongue licking and sucking turning her whole body into an inferno of need. Claire screamed as an orgasm ripped through her body, making her almost black out with the force of it.
Dimly, she was aware of Jason’s clothing hitting the floor. She raised her arms to bring him back to her and felt the weight of him return, this time with no barriers between them. His skin seemed to be on fire as his mouth devoured hers. As his tongue slid past her teeth into her mouth, she felt the nudge of his erection between her thighs, seeking entrance into her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, as his tongue thrust deeply into her mouth. At the same moment, his body pulsed into hers.
The weight and size of him took her breath away as her body tried to stretch to accommodate him. Jason slid slowly inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt in her. He whispered in her ear, “Are you ok?” In answer, Claire wrapped her legs tighter and moved her hips against his. With a groan, she felt him slide out of her and then slowly back in as if afraid he would hurt her.
Claire was surprised to feel the fire raging inside her again. She wanted him to lose control, needed to feel him moving inside her, hard and fast. She gripped the firm cheeks of his tight butt and pushed him against her, forcing him deeply inside her again and finally felt the control Jason had been exercising snap.
Never had she felt anything like this before. She didn’t know where she stopped and Jason began, together they were one. The pressure was building inside her again, small quakes shaking her as she met Jason thrust for thrust. Suddenly, he leaned back on his knees taking her with him. Jason slid so deep he almost seemed to touch her cervix. He took a nipple in his mouth as his big body pounded into hers.
Claire was helpless to do anything other than whimper, so great was her need for release. His mouth fastened on the other nipple sucking it inside his burning hot mouth. As Claire started to feel the ripples beginning inside her, she gripped Jason’s shoulders, lifting herself up to meet his thrusts. Jason pumped harder as he felt her beginning to shudder. His mouth took hers again, his tongue swallowing the cries that erupted from her lips as spasm after spasm ripped through her body, her orgasm all consuming. Jason stiffened against her, his head jerking back and a hoarse cry erupting from his lips.
She was boneless and could do nothing but limply lay against him, completely spent. Jason gently lifted her and laid her down on the bed. Stroking the hair off her face, he kissed her lips, no pressure now, just sweetness. Dimly, Claire was aware of Jason rising from the bed and discarding a condom. God she’d been so far gone; she hadn’t given protection a thought, so she was glad he had the presence of mind to protect them both.
Claire felt Jason slide back in the bed after turning the lamp off, and she cuddled into his arms. She felt Jason brush a kiss against her neck as she drifted off to sleep. Sometime during the night she was awoken by Jason pulling her back against him and lifting her leg over his as he slid inside her. Jason made slow, leisurely love to her and again, her body shattered in a million pieces with Jason’s cries of release mingling with her own.
Chapter Sixteen
Claire was awoken from a peaceful sleep by the morning sunlight streaming in her window. She winced as her body ached in unusual places. Memories of the previous night came flooding in and Claire looked around her bedroom, wondering if it had all been a dream. Claire noticed the bathroom door was shut, and the shower was a distant sound in the background.
She couldn’t believe what had happened. She’d actually slept with her boss, the hot guy she’d ogled from afar for years but never seriously considered a romantic prospect. As the sound of the water stopped, Claire felt herself tense up, the morning after was unfamiliar ground for her. Buck up girl, here comes the walk of shame. She grabbed a night shirt from her drawer and slid it over her head before returning to the bed.