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A small whimper rolls over her lips. “Then don’t stop.”
I tuck my hands under Jane’s ass, lifting her, and she wraps her legs around my waist. She grips the back of my neck, her fingernails digging into my skin. We stumble around the room, claiming each other’s mouths with sloppy kisses and smash against the wall.
“Joe? I need you inside me.”
I grin against her sensual mouth. “That’s my girl.”
If I could, I’d fuck her right here against the wall, but I carry her to my room because that’s where I keep the condoms.
I lay her down on my bed, her dark hair fanning over my pillow like a chocolate halo of curls I can’t wait to run my fingers through and tug.
She’s nervous. She keeps blinking, breathing fast and clutches the blanket. I cover her body with mine, realizing I feel the same way. This inevitability has been brewing between us for so long, but I still feel unprepared, as if this is the biggest step I’ve ever taken.
I peel her dress off, then undo her bra, pressing my face between her naked breasts and inhale her sweet scent. Her fingers rake through my hair, massaging my scalp, then she urges me to move lower, which I do, showering her stomach with kisses as I remove her panties.
Throwing them to the side, I pause for a few seconds to take in the sight of her stunning naked body on my bed. Her knees are bent slightly, and her hands rest on her lower stomach.
“Stop staring at me like that,” she says with a lighthearted giggle.
I shake my head. “How else am I supposed to look at you? You’re gorgeous.”
She rolls her eyes. “Look who’s talking.”
I wink and peel my pants off. She reaches out, gripping my waist, and pulls me down on top of her once more.
Our lips meet unhurriedly, as I discover what makes her tick, what makes her rock her hips and causes her to make those angelic sounds that spill from her plump pink lips.
From my bedside table, I pull out a condom and rip the wrapper with my teeth. It’s strange, but my hands shake when I sheathe myself, something that’s never happened before. Desperate to ignore the unsteady beating of my heart, I clear my throat.
As if sensing this, Jane presses a hand to my cheek, and I lean into her touch. The light in her eyes matches her smile and melts my worries, bringing me back to the moment.
Settling myself between her legs, I search her gaze for a sign that this is a horrible idea. But what I find is acceptance and deep arousal.
Jane wraps her arms around me, her fingertips tickling the base of my neck, sending shivers of ecstasy along my spine.
How can something so uncomplicated make me feel so… wanted? Like I don’t belong anywhere else but in her arms?
With a slow tilt of my hips, I sink into her, deep, and watch her face transform when she drops her head back. I pull out, then fill her again, this time harder. She whimpers and bites her lip.
“Are you okay?” I ask, suddenly obsessed with everything she’s experiencing.
She gazes up at me, her soft eyes glittering in the low light, and smiles. “I’ve never been better.”
JANE
Rock hard. I was right—Joe’s ass is like stone. Firm with very little give.
I rest the heels of my feet on his cheeks as if planting them on a table. All right, maybe it’s not that firm, but firm enough that when I dig my feet into his ass, silently telling him to go harder, to thrust deeper, he doesn’t seem to mind the prodding and responds as requested.
I tuck my bent knees beneath his arms, letting Joe bury his cock deep inside me.
His dark brow remains creased the entire time, his eyes turning the color of whisky.
His five o’clock bristle scratches every surface of me—my cheeks, my mouth, my neck, my breasts—but the prickly sensation only adds to the perfection of this moment. Our hands wander, gripping, pinching, caressing.
Joe’s a grunter, much louder than I expected, but every sound he makes has me tightening around his cock and I’m so here for it.
“Fuck, Jane. You’re so tight.”
