Page 69 of Chasing the Dream

“How do you want me?”

“Lie down.”

A woman who knew exactly what she wanted. He liked that about her. Of course, he liked a great many things about her. He lay flat on his back, and she straddled him, propping herself up on his hips.

The view was magnificent, and his hands immediately went to her breasts. He kneaded them and then lightly plucked her nipples while she gazed down at him.

“I never thought we’d be doing this. I’m a bit in awe right now,” he admitted.

“That makes two of us.”

“Just so you know, if there wasn’t the threat of getting caught, I’d be taking my time.”

“I believe you, but since we don’t have the luxury of time…” She went up on her knees, glanced down, and took his erection in her hands. His own hands froze on her breasts, and he watched her stroke him, mesmerized by the sight.

“Feel good?”

“You have no idea.”

She looked like she was enjoying this too, but he was anxious to add to her pleasure. He trailed his right hand down the middle of her chest, over her stomach, and further down until he reached her center.

Their eyes met, and she sucked in a breath as he started stroking over her damp folds.

It was the hottest thing he’d ever seen, her sitting over him, her head tipped back, and her breasts thrusting forward while she wriggled against his hand. Once her juices were flowing, he gently inserted a finger, and she moaned, causing his own desire to flare.

“Gabe…”

“Good?”

“So, so good.”

His own needs temporarily forgotten, he continued to tease her until he found the spot that made her clench around his fingers.

Soon her hips began to move in earnest, and he ramped up his movements to match. The look on her face was pure ecstasy, and he felt a surge of pride, realizing he’d been the one to put it there. It was literally a dream come true.

“Gabe!” She came hard—her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth dropped open, and her body racked with spasms. The image would be implanted in his mind forever.

He let up on his movements until she drifted back to herself, and then he gently shifted her onto her back.

He leaned over her on all fours, and she gazed up at him with the most beautiful expression he’d ever seen. Then she took his erection in her hands and guided him to her entrance. He tipped his head back and groaned as her body stretched to receive him. Once he was fully rooted, she slipped her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.

Kissing her on the trail had been fantastic but kissing her now while he was buried deep inside her was out-of-this-world amazing!

He wished he could take his time, but his body was way ahead of his brain. When he began to thrust harder and deeper, he worried he might be hurting her. But his fear was relieved when she slid her hands down his back, gripped his butt, and pulled him in.

“Morgan,” he growled against her lips.

When she smiled at him, it was his undoing. He let loose with an animalistic groan as he thrust forward one last time and poured out his release. She held onto him until the last shudder, and then he pulled out and collapsed onto his back.

Shifting to her side, she looked down at him. “Are you okay?”

“Okay? Seriously? I’m so far beyond okay there’s no word for it.”

“It was pretty awesome.”

“There’s only one problem.”

She eyed him curiously.