Chapter 42
JASON
If I look back at the last ten years of my life, nothing of what I’ve done has prepared me for this. But there’s no logic when it comes to Eileen. She just makes me want to be me.
Not the guy who sleeps his way around avoiding entanglements, but the one I’ve been hiding for so long. This woman awakes my body, my soul, and my heart beats again when she’s around.
After our first kiss, my body is still buzzing. I feel alive. For the first time in so long, I want to live in the moment. I’m still savoring the taste of her lips.
“Are you sure about this?” I ask as we walk toward the suite I got us.
She presses her hands to my chest. Her green cat eyes brighten. “Unless you think you can’t handle it,” she says jokingly.
I reach for her hair, threading a hand through her bouncy, soft curls. “I want you so bad.” I press my lips on her ear.
She shivers, gripping the hem of my shirt in two fists. “Let me feel your lips along my skin.”
With that, I crush my mouth to hers. I kiss her softly, slowly, tasting her lips as if this was the first time. I push my tongue into her mouth, and she lets me in easily. Her tongue swirling along with mine. They are like two long lost lovers who finally meet after a long separation.
This isn’t the first time Eileen feels familiar, fitting.
I find comfort in her presence, as much as excitement and joy.
A happiness I want to consume. So, I kiss her hard, and she kisses me back with the same intensity.
As if we can’t get enough of each other.
Her lips become a flame igniting every cell of my body, burning me from the inside out.
“Hook your legs around my waist,” I order. “If we do this, we have to be in bed.”
I’m throbbing with desire, but I want to make this good for her.
As we enter the suite’s bedroom and I set her on the floor, she runs her hands over the buttons of my shirt, snapping them open easily.
Once she’s done, she spreads open the fabric.
Her fingers touch my bare skin, searing it with lust and need.
Before she can continue, I unzip her dress, dropping it to the floor and exposing her olive skin and a pretty blue lace bra covering her beautiful tits. They are big, luscious, and I want to suck on them all night.
Her body is fucking fantastic, just like her. I can’t wait to trace every inch of it with my lips and my tongue. I don’t wait to make my wish a reality and start at her collarbone, sucking her sensitive skin.
Eileen moans as my mouth devours her. She trembles as my fingers slide up and down her torso. Without fumbling, she yanks my belt open, undoes my button, and unzips my zipper.
My straining cock pushes at the front of my boxer briefs. I shiver as she traces my erection with her long finger. I take her hand. “Don’t do that or this will be over too soon.”
I need to lose myself inside of her. Feel her body grinding against mine.
Our eyes meet as I lower myself, peeling off her matching panties. She’s a fucking goddess, and I want to worship her all night long.
“I need you,” she says breathlessly.
“Tell me, what do you need?”
She grabs my erection. Her touch shoots sparks through my spine all the way up my body. Her hand rubs my length. It’s so fucking good I’m about to come.
But that’s not enough, she drops to her knees, lowers my boxers and my shaft springs free, almost touching her beautiful lips. My cock pulses against her palm as she skims her hand upward, barely touch the head, but close enough to make my knees tremble with desire.
Oh, fuck. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. Our gazes lock as her mouth opens wide. Then it closes. With a smile on her face, she kisses the tip making me shiver.
“You’re a tease.”
She licks her lips before she runs her tongue through my length and under my balls. I let out a loud a groan when she sucks my sacks.
“It’ll be my turn to torture you soon,” I warn her closing my eyes.
That’s when I feel her mouth swallowing me—taking me all the way down her throat. Shards of pleasure threaten to shoot every way as she sucks me while she plays with my balls.
My fingers twist in her hair as she takes me harder and deeper. My muscles tense as I’m losing control, and as much as I’m loving this mind fucking blow job, I’m not ready to come.
“As much as I love your mouth, I need to taste you,” I groan and let out a hitched breath.
I pull back. My cock popping free of her mouth. “We need to stop, or I won’t last. I want to make this good for you too.
“Come to bed with me,” I insist, pulling her to me and slowly setting her on the bed.
Her heavy eyes stare at me, hungry and needy.
I sit right next to her and lean forward, running the tip of my tongue over one of her nipples still covered by lace and satin.
I hurry to unfasten her bra, releasing a pair of perfect, round globes.
Reminding me they are more beautiful than my imagination does justice.
As I watch her, I don’t know where to start to make this good for her. There are so many things I want to do with her, to show her. I breathe through the sudden urge that’s overcoming me. Since when do I care this much about my technique? It’s just sex.
For a moment I think, what am I doing? But I turn off my brain and focus on the now, kissing my way down her body. I part her thighs as wide as I can. My hands trail up her silky bare legs, starting at her ankles and making my way up her shapely calves. I gently kiss her behind her knees.
“Talk about teasing,” she moans.
I smirk and kiss her outer thighs, getting closer to the apex but avoiding it.
“Jason,” she says my name frustrated.
“Everything okay there?” I tease. “Is there something you’d like to request?”
It takes every shred of my willpower not to eat her. I don’t want her to beg, but to ask for what she really wants. Not to just wait for someone to serve her what’s left over.
“Just say the word, and it’s yours,” I say but continue stroking her legs with my hands and tracing the outline of her sex with my mouth, teasing her and not giving her what I know she desperately wants.
“Spearman!” she protests with a moan.
“That’s not what you want, beautiful.”
“You know what I want,” she groans when I place a kiss so close to her swollen clit. I’m so close, I can taste her.
“Be bold, Eileen. Ask for what you want, what you deserve,” I insist.
“I want your mouth on me,” she speaks loudly.
“Your wish is my command, my lady,” I say
I look into her soulful green eyes as my tongue flicks against her clit.
She closes her eyes, arching her back as I lick one long stroke and bury my entire face between her legs.
She quivers and tightens as my mouth feasts on her.
Devours her. I alternate between sucking her sensitive bud, pushing my tongue inside her along with my fingers, and just nibbling her while I get turned on by the sound of her pleasure.
“Jason,” she moans, and I growl, pushing further, licking faster.
Her body begins to tremble, her inside walls throbbing around my fingers. She yanks my hair, moaning as she thrashes against the bed. Her legs close on my head as she whimpers.
I rise and grab a condom from my nightstand. After rolling it down my length, I position myself on top of her. I grab my shaft, placing it softly at her entrance and look into her sweet eyes. “Are you sure about this?”
“Please,” is all she says before I slip my tip inside her.
I sink in inch by inch. I groan, lost inside her eyes and press deeper. She thrusts her hips against mine until I’m all the way inside her. She feels so good.
So goddamned right.
Her hands cling to my shoulders as I begin to move. Her legs hook around my waist. We begin slowly but in seconds, we find our own rhythm, which is intense, fast, urgent—as if we can’t get enough of each other.
Wrapping my arms around her, I kiss her shoulder as I rock deeper into her body. Her body tenses and then starts to quake beneath me. Small pulses squeeze my cock as she moans. My back stiffens, my balls tighten, and a quake takes over my body while I release the pent-up energy inside me.
“I love you,” I whisper as I start coming down from the high. “Forever.”