Chapter Forty-two
Mia knew heaven hovered only moments away. When she saw Jack’s nakedness, she reached to stroke and pay homage to the part of him that gave her such enormous pleasure.
His groans, sounding like he suffered, were heady because she knew he experienced only pleasure. She loved the silky feel of the man, worshipped the large member that fit perfectly inside her drenched body, giving them such splendid satisfaction.
Angling her lower half, legs raised around his to glide him home easily, they both soared to new heights. His words of love whispered in a gravelly, passion-filled voice, calling out her name, added to her enjoyment. But his hot rigid body created most of her pleasure.
Hard yet velvety, swollen and filled with need, he plunged inside her. And her moist cavern opened for him the way Mother Nature had intended. When something was perfect, and they were perfection together, the highest heights could be reached.
Mind swirling, orgasm close, forcing her body to quiver from the building pulsations, she suddenly felt him stiffen, then call her name and urge her to join him. “Come to me, baby. Now!” He drove into her, pushing hard, throbbing with need.
Whirling, flying… skin so tender that it felt like sparks of pure pleasure attacked her arched body, she let out a small scream. Pure bliss had taken over her mind and everywhere inside, while ecstasy settled on every inch of her sweat-soaked outside.
His release intensified her own, and together, they became a force filled with love.
***
Holding each other, unwilling to pull apart, they sighed their pleasure and murmured sweet words to each other.
Finally accepting that they could no longer ignore their position – that if interrupted, unmitigated embarrassment would follow – he lifted himself from her and grinned with pure satisfaction.
She sat up beside him, rearranged her clothing and dropped her head on his shoulder. Speaking softly, she said, “I have to go back to the casita, Jack. Mark’s probably fallen asleep, but if he wakes, he might get worried and come looking for me.”
Not wanting to let her go, Jack argued, “I doubt it. He wouldn’t leave Maisie alone.”
“True. Look, as much as I’d love to stay with you, we can’t be here all night. You need your rest. There’s a big day for all of us tomorrow, followed by a night of celebration, right?”
“You’re pretty sure of the outcome, darlin’. Let’s hope things happen that way.”
“They have to. We can’t afford for Lowborn to serve another term.”
“I don’t want to let you go.”
“If you say words like that to me, we might never get any sleep,” she whispered.
“Who cares. Come here.”