Chapter Nine #3
With a smile, she decided to make sure he knew she wanted him. Trailing her fingers down his muscled chest, his stomach rippled a little under her tender touch. Her hand settled on his belt buckle. “You have too many clothes on.”
“Well, let’s rectify that.”
It took him no time to get naked, especially with her help.
Each reveal of skin she kissed, loving how he felt against her.
Beautiful, bold tattoos littered his body.
Silver rings pierced through both nipples.
His strength made her feel safe, knowing there wasn’t one shred of violence he intended to inflict on her.
When he stood before her naked, he cupped her face and devoured her lips. Both were a raging hot mess in no time.
“Would you like my cock buried in your tight little cunt?” he asked. His tone low. Seductive. It sent little shivers rolling through her body.
The back of her knees hit the bed, and he followed her down onto the mattress. His knee nudged her thighs apart and nestled between them to sink two fingers into her pussy. Even his fingers were talented, hitting the sweet spot inside. Stars exploded between her closed lids.
The tear of a foil wrapper sounded unusually loud, but a moment later, Jade joined her on the bed.
Sliding between her legs to stare down at her, desire outlined every detail on his face.
Her breathing sped up, but not from mutual passion.
His arms became a cage. His weight was an anchor dragging her down, down, down to the depths of fear.
She tried desperately not to let the fear win, to remind herself this was Jade.
Not him. But when did terror ever listen to reason?
Abruptly, he was gone, and the black veil that had covered her eyes slowly retreated.
“Shiloh,” he murmured tenderly.
She blinked, and he came into focus. “I—I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry about. Do you want to stop?”
If she stopped, then Lawrence won. She shook her head. “No.”
Jade studied her for a moment. Probably to determine if she was out of her mind.
“I have an idea,” he finally said.
He rolled off to lie next to her. They each turned their faces to one another.
His mouth-watering muscles rippled with each movement.
Her gaze dipped lower to see his rather large cock standing at attention.
It should’ve made her hesitate, but instead, it did the opposite.
When he held out his hand to her, she knew where this was going.
Jade helped her straddle him. The hunger in his gaze gave her confidence as she lowered herself down and sank on his dick.
Closing her eyes, she took a moment to savor the sensation of being filled.
Heaven flashed behind her lids, and she threw her head back in bliss.
Slowly, Shiloh moved her hips, rocking shallowly at first, until an urgency spurred her to speed up.
Letting her control the movement, all her anxiety about sex disappeared.
She took her time, letting her pussy adjust to him since he was bigger than what she was used to, but soon Jade gripped her hips and began to buck under her.
The silver rings in his nipples were too tempting to ignore, so she played with one, tugging and twisting it slightly. He gasped.
“You do that, and I’m going to come too soon,” he warned, his voice low and gravely. “Or is that what you want? Driving me out of my mind with your hot little pussy?”
His naughty talk spurned her on, and she tightened her inner walls to squeeze his rod.
“God damn,” he moaned. “How’d you do that?”
She did it again, and this was what broke the tether he had on his movements.
Now, he hammered into her from beneath. He gripped her waist, his breathing turning ragged.
His chase to find release turned the friction between them red hot.
Reaching between them, she rubbed her clit, and that was it.
The small stimulation sent her body off the edge, and she exploded with a cry.
“Holy fuck!” he gasped.
His orgasm hit, and she felt him swell within her.
Then he was shaking as he pulled her hips down while he surged up, burying as deeply as possible as he came.
It was a moment of touching heaven. Their heartbeats entwined.
When he collapsed under her, she released the tension as well, and she fell boneless upon his body.
For a long moment, they simply held each other, until the sweat cooled and their breathing returned to normal.
She lifted herself off him, and he groaned once more, reaching down to hold the used condom.
When she flopped next to him, he rose to head to his bathroom.
The sink turned on briefly, then he walked back into the bedroom.
The condom was gone, but his dick hung half-mast.
“Every time I see you, I get hard,” he murmured as he slid onto the bed. He turned her so that he spooned her. “Even when I just put my cock through the most amazing sex of my life.”
Flattery. Again.
Shiloh closed her eyes, wishing he didn’t pepper her with pretty words. She knew what this was. Knew it couldn’t be long-term.
Once he found out the whole truth, he’d walk away.