Chapter 16 #2
Laura decided that the heat of his skin against hers was about the best thing she’d ever felt.
“I’ve dreamed about this moment.” His hand slid down her back to her bottom, tugging her in tight against him. “And it’s better than anything I could’ve imagined.”
“Mmm, so much better.”
She couldn’t stop touching him—his chest and belly, caressing him until he groaned in frustration. Curling her hand around his cock, she stroked him the way he liked, hard and quick.
His eyes closed, and his hips pushed against her hand, urging her on.
Empowered by his reaction, she kissed her way down the front of him. Since his eyes were still closed, he didn’t realize her intention until she had taken him into the heat of her mouth.
His eyes flew open, and his fingers gripped her hair so tightly it was almost painful. “Laura,” he said in a choked tone. “I can’t take that right now.”
“Yes, you can.” She ran her tongue down the length of him, and below, paying homage to his most sensitive parts.
“What did you say last night? You take care of me and I take care of you?” As she spoke she kept her lips close to his shaft.
“I’ve got a lot of taking care of to do if I’m going to even things up between us. ”
“You don’t have to . . .” He nearly levitated off the bed when she dipped her tongue into the slit at the top. As he released an inarticulate sound, his hips surged, pushing his cock into her mouth.
Laura took him deep again, as deep as she could, and lashed at him with her tongue. She looked up to find him watching her with feverish-looking eyes. His hands had fallen to his sides, giving her complete control.
“Mmm,” she said, making sure her lips vibrated against his most sensitive skin.
“Baby, stop. Stop.”
Rather than stop, though, she sucked on him and cupped his balls, squeezing gently.
With a harsh cry, he erupted into her throat.
Feeling a sense of power unlike anything she’d ever experienced, she licked him clean as he quivered and trembled beneath her. She kissed his belly and chest, tongued his nipple and drew another sharp cry of surprise from him.
As she stretched out on top of him, his arms encircled her. “You . . . That was . . . You’re amazing.” He turned them so he was on top, but kept his weight off the baby. “I’ve never felt anything like that.” He kissed her. “Ever.” His eyes glinted with humor and devious intent. “My turn.”
Her entire body hummed with anticipation that surged into a sharp tingle between her legs.
He worshiped every inch of her, paying particular attention to nipples made extra sensitive by pregnancy.
By the time his broad shoulders pushed her legs apart, she was already on the verge of an explosive release.
The first touch of his tongue on her throbbing clitoris was all it took to set her off.
His fingers slid into her slick channel, riding the wave of her climax.
“Again,” he whispered as he set out to drive her mad a second time.
Laura would’ve sworn she couldn’t do it twice, but she’d learned not to underestimate him. He took his own sweet time leading her up and leaving her hanging at the precipice three times before he took her over in a second wave that was more powerful than the first.
On his knees, he spread her legs even farther apart and wrapped his hand around his hard cock, stroking himself. Keeping his gaze fixed on hers, he aligned their bodies and began to push into her.
She was so primed his entry should’ve been easy, but he was big, and he had to work his way in slowly.
He held himself up on his arms when he dipped his head to kiss her with sweeping, insistent strokes of his tongue over her lips and into her mouth. All the while he kept up the slow, steady push and pull.
Needing to breathe, Laura broke the kiss and gulped in greedy breaths. She smoothed her hands over his sweat-slicked back, curving them over the rounded globes of his ass. She squeezed, encouraging him to keep going.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“No, no. Feels so good.” She arched her back, wanting more, wanting everything he had to give her.
“For me too, Princess. Nothing has ever felt so good.” He pressed his lips to her neck, which made her shiver.
“It’s because you don’t have to wear a condom.”
He shook his head, gazing down at her with love and affection and desire in his eyes. “It’s you. You make all the difference.” Glancing down to where they were joined, he said, “About halfway there.”
She let out an unsteady groan. “Seriously?”
He laughed softly. “You can do it.”
“I’m not sure I can.”
Sliding a hand under her, he turned them in a smooth move that startled and stirred her.
Somehow he managed to remain lodged within her.
“You do the rest,” he said, his hands on her hips guiding her as she straddled him.
“Relax and let it happen.” He flattened his palm on her belly to steady her before moving both hands up to cup her breasts.
Under her, he shifted slightly to sit up a bit.
The new position sent him deeper into her and put his mouth in direct proximity to her breasts.
He sucked her nipple into his mouth and dropped one hand to the V of her legs, rolling the firm nub of her clit between his fingers.
The combination made it easier for her to slide further down on him.
“Two more inches to go,” he said as he dabbed her nipple with the sharp point of his tongue.
“You’re lying.”
He took her hand. “Feel.”
Sure enough, a good two inches remained. “You got way more than your share, mister.”
Laughing, he said, “Never heard any complaints before.”
“I’m not complaining,” she said, as a fine sheen of sweat coated her skin from the effort to relax and allow him in. “Exactly.”
“Come here.” He put his arms around her and brought her in tight against his chest, capturing her mouth in a heated kiss that was all slick lips and eager tongues. His fingers dug into her hips to stop her from moving as he once again kissed her stupid.
Her entire body throbbed, but the epicenter was between her legs where he remained wedged. And if she wasn’t mistaken, he was getting bigger.
She moaned against his lips. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“Sorry,” he said sheepishly. “He has a mind of his own.”
“He thinks an awful lot of himself.”
Owen flashed that devastating grin that got to her every time. “He does have a rather healthy ego.” Cupping her ass, he squeezed and teased as his hungry mouth went to work on her other nipple. “We’ll have to practice a lot so it becomes routine to you.”
She choked out a shaky laugh. “I don’t think he will ever become routine to me.”
“Do you want to stop?”
“If you stop, I’ll kill you.”
That made him chuckle softly as his fingers delved deeper into the cleft of her ass, leaving no part of her untouched or unexplored.
Laura let her head fall back as a riot of sensations bombarded her. Suddenly, she needed to move and squirmed against his tight hold. His hands moved to her hips, but he let her set the pace, and gasped when she finally took all of him.
She cried out when he rolled her clit between his fingers while he flexed his hips, pushing deeper and touching a spot inside her that had never been touched before.
Losing herself in the intense spasms that rippled from the soles of her feet to her scalp and every pressure point in between, she came hard.
One wave followed another, stealing the breath from her lungs along with any remaining doubts that this man was the one meant for her.
When she returned from the heavenly ride, he was poised above her, looking down at her in amazement.
“Wow,” he said reverently.
How had he turned them over again without her even knowing? “Yeah.” Still breathing hard and throbbing with aftershocks, she brought him down for a kiss. That’s when she realized he was harder than ever and still buried deep inside her. “You didn’t . . .”
Smiling, he shook his head. “Wrap your legs around my hips.”
Tentatively, Laura did as he asked.
“Ready?”
Biting her bottom lip, she nodded, not entirely sure what she was agreeing to but trusting him implicitly.