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His smile softened and he took her face in his hands, lifting it so she looked back into his velvet eyes. ‘I won’t let it hurt this time.’
This time. Thank goodness there was to be a ‘this time’. He kissed her. The kiss she’d been aching for since they’d been together yesterday morning. Gently he took possession of her mouth, then swept into her. And even though she was completely clothed, and he was completely naked, she was the one utterly bared.
His hands slid up into her hair, freeing it from the clip so it tumbled down. She shifted on the bench, sweltering.
His fingers combed the length of her hair and then dropped. Slowly he undid one button of her shirt, and then he kissed the small vee of skin he’d just exposed, then he moved to the next one until finally he pushed the halves apart, slipped his fingers around her back and unclasped her bra, letting the cups fall down. They both looked at her nipples—hard and straining towards him.
‘You’re beautiful.’ He touched her so slowly, spanning his hand below her ribcage and smoothing his way up to the soft globes and their hard buds.
As she sat with the sleeves of her shirt pushed down to her elbows, her bra hanging loose at her waist, her head felt heavy as she watched him tease and taste her. She’d never known it could be possible to be so close to orgasm just by having him caress her breasts like this. She wondered if they’d ever make it to a bed.
‘In a minute,’ he muttered. She must have asked aloud.
‘I think you’ll enjoy the method of transportation.’ He stood back a fraction and tugged the sleeves of her shirt from her arms, letting it fall to the floor.
He unzipped her skirt and she wriggled so he could pull both it and her knickers off. The bench was cold on her bare bottom. His hands skimmed her sides, gently teasing up and down as he kissed her more, and then they took hold of her waist, pulling her right to the edge of the bench, spread her knees so he could step between them and their chests met. Skin against skin. She shuddered.
As he took her mouth in a deep kiss his fingers delved, gently exploring. He lifted his head and smiled—definitely the wolf. ‘Hot and wet.’
She was consumed with heat and want—and then he did give her just a little of what she wanted. Just one finger first, sliding into her silk, before he withdrew and suddenly plunged two while his thumb gently worked that spot just above.
‘Oh.’ She shuddered as the orgasm crashed over her. ‘Oh, no.’
‘Enjoy it,’ he muttered, nuzzling her breasts. ‘We’ll make more. We’ll make lots more.’
He held her, hands stroking as she recovered and then realised she was still hungry. She looked up at him; the angles of his face seemed to sharpen as he read her expression.
He took her hands in each of his and placed them flat on the bench just behind her so she was leaning slightly back. ‘Watch.’
She looked down her length. Saw the broad, blunt head of his erection jutting up towards her. He tilted her back a bit more and pushed her knees wider apart. She was shaking, so exposed, yet so excited.
He held his shaft and rubbed against the heart of her. She gasped. Was it possible to die of excitement? If so such a demise was a serious threat now. So hot.
There was no hiding demurely beneath a sheet with Jared. It was raw, smouldering sensuality and they were facing it full on, fully focused.
Their eyes met. Hers felt huge, as if she’d been drugged.
‘Watch,’ he commanded again.
Obediently, greedily, her gaze dropped. The head of him was now glossy and slick with her juices. He eased just the tip into her before withdrawing, only to do it again. He was right. It didn’t hurt this time; what hurt was not having more of him. Now the hunger roared, the ache desperate.
The air was hot, it was hard to catch and draw into her lungs. Her head felt leaden. She wanted to lie back and be taken, to have him thrust as deep as he could go.
‘Jared.’ He couldn’t miss her need.
‘OK?’
‘Yes.’ Oh, yes.
But he teased her more, entering just a little and then pulling away, then a little more and she grew hotter and wetter, incredibly turned on by the sight as well as the sensation of them joining.
‘Please.’ A tiny, desperate whisper.
His muscles flexed and inch by slow sweet inch he pulled her from the bench and onto him. Instinctively she curled her arms and legs around him as he took her weight in his hands. She looked right into his eyes as she reached his hilt, unable to speak, drowning in the sensation and in the melting darkness of his eyes.
He lowered his head and kissed her. She could hardly kiss him back for the unstoppable moans of delight sliding from her throat.
