Chapter 26 #5
I flipped the material up and skimmed my hands over her hips and thighs. “I dreamed of you every night,” I said into the crook of her neck.
“My own hand does not rival you.”
“Show me.” I pulled away enough to give us a few inches of space. Her legs were still wrapped around me. “Show me how you tried.”
Her lips were already puffy and her eyes glazed over. I never thought I’d get to see my sunshine like this again. And here she was. All mine.
She sank her teeth into her lower lip and skimmed her hand down. “I have toys at home.”
I groaned. “You’re going to bring them with you?”
“You don’t want me to throw them out?”
“Tools are tools, sunshine. I happen to be very good with tools. Now, touch yourself.”
She shoved her skirt out of the way to reveal a small scrap of pink lace. When her finger dipped underneath the thin material, a ragged moan left me. Why wasn’t I the one touching her?
Because I wasn’t willing to let her go.
A delicate shudder shook her body when she circled her finger over her clit.
“Are you wet?”
She nodded.
“How wet?”
“Soaked,” she groaned.
My fingers were digging into the flesh of her thigh. My erection pounded at the fly of my jeans, but I was riveted on the slow circles she was making. “How fast did you get yourself off?”
“I gave up twice,” she said breathlessly. “I wanted you too bad.”
Ordinarily, that’d be a turn-on, but not this time. My fear had left her empty and unfulfilled.
A bigger tremor ran through her. “It’s not going to take long.”
Fuck, no, it wasn’t. She was with me. I wasn’t the one teasing her clit, but this thing between us was too real for it to matter when we were this close. I ground against her, pressing her finger between us and her eyelids fluttered.
“I can’t be loud,” she panted. “Your parents.”
We were far from the house, but I didn’t want to give her a thing to worry about. I captured her mouth again, fusing us together in at least one point on our bodies. I’d be inside her soon. First, she would explode.
I pumped against her hand, giving her more friction. She went rigid, her legs so tight around my hips she’d leave a perfect impression of my jeans on my skin. The shock waves came next. I swallowed the mewls and cries that escaped her lips, sweeping my tongue deep inside.
When she removed her hand and rested her wrist on my shoulder, I used the space to flick the button on my pants loose and rip the zipper down.
The heat of our bodies hit my needy flesh before the swirl of fresh air. I was straining to rip her underwear off and plunge into her, but despite what we’d just talked about, I had to give her what she wanted. And she wanted us on the same page.
I broke our kiss. “I don’t have a condom.” The box hadn’t been touched since she’d left. Like her, I could barely reach a finish when I stroked myself off.
Her eyelids fluttered open. There it was. The dreamy look in her eyes. The flushed cheeks. Her kiss-swollen lips. This was the look I would dedicate my life to putting on her face.
Her hips rolled, like she couldn’t help it, and her underwear scraped against my cock. I hissed in a breath.
She glanced down between us. The fabric of her dress had fallen to cover us. “I want this,” she said. “But I’m afraid you’ll think it was too soon. I’m afraid you’ll second-guess—”
I gripped her hips and placed the head of my erection at her entrance. “I’m not second-guessing a thing. You’re it for me, and I want to make your dreams come true.”
“Get inside me, Jonah.”
I shoved in. She cried out, rocking and adjusting to my size and burying her face in my neck.
A long moan left me. How had I ever thought I didn’t want a future with her and any kids we might have? How had I ever locked myself inside my shop when I had her in the house?
I drew back and pushed back in.
“Oh, god, Jonah. No toy can compare to you.”
“No, they fucking can’t.” My lips were back on hers and I was devouring her as her greedy body gripped and hugged mine.
Lust was clouding all my thoughts. I’d never had sex without protection. Never. I honestly hadn’t thought it’d happen.
Ecstasy. She was warm and wet. I could feel every ripple and flex of her pussy in sharp detail. Sensation was clearer and stronger. I was a man in love. I was a man obsessed with his woman.
I kissed my way to her ear. “I fucking love you.”
“Come inside me.”
I couldn’t get one more thrust in after that. I came long and hard, slamming a hand against the barn wall. She kept her legs anchored around me, but I had her crushed between me and the building.
When awareness returned from beyond the absolute fucking bliss of being back inside the love of my life, I realized I had missed a critical moment. “Goddamn it.”
She turned her face into mine. “What’s wrong?” she murmured.
“I didn’t make sure you came a second time.”
Her chuckle vibrated right through me and coaxed my mouth into a smile. I should’ve seen to her pleasure first instead of being taken over by her.
She nibbled along my neck. “How sure are you that your parents won’t come looking for us?”