“What are you waiting for?” She ran her hand over her breast and down her stomach.

Not needing any further encouragement, he slipped out of his clothes, dropping them onto the floor, and climbed into bed next to her. He trailed his hand down her body and between her thighs. The caresses of his fingers had her spreading her legs, and her breath caught in her chest. He explored up her inner thigh, ever so slowly, until he slipped his finger between her folds, quickly finding her center and working deep within her. His thumb brushed along her clit, sending fire through her body.

“Fuck, Jos. A few caresses and you’re ready for me. I love the way your body responds to me.”

The ability to speak was gone, leaving her unable to respond to him. A moan tore from her as he worked a second finger into her. In and out, quicker with every pump. As her climax approached, he slowed, until he stopped altogether.

“Chip, I need you.” Her hands were on his sides. As her fingers trailed along the scars from his burns, their eyes met. “Don’t pull away from me.”

“I’m not.”

“Bullshit.” She continued to slowly rub along every burn, taking her time with the deeper ones. “I saw the shift in your eyes, the slight way your body jerked as you wanted to pull away from my touch.”

“I didn’t.” He leaned forward, pressing his forehead to hers. “It’s an instinctive reaction, but I didn’t really mean to send that message. Most people don’t even want to look at them, but they don’t seem to bother you. You touch them. It’s something I’m not used to.”

“Does it bother you when I touch you there?” Not sure whether to continue or not, she stopped.

“No.” He lifted his head from hers. “To be honest, the nerve endings have changed underneath my burns. They are…”

“What?” she pressed when his words trailed off.

“More alive. I guess that’s the best way to describe them. Maybe it’s just your touch, I don’t know, because I keep them hidden from most people. Your simple caresses feel on the verge of tickling, yet they seem to spark a fire within me. It’s hard to explain but I like it.”

That was enough to allow her to continue on the path she had chosen, letting her fingers dance along the sides of him. As if that put him back on track, he slid down her body, blazing a trail of kisses across her stomach and stroking along her curves. With every touch, she arched her hips into him, demanding more. Her nails dug in just enough to bite into the skin. “I love when you do that. Your nails leave crescent moon shapes on my skin, as if trying to mark the moments of pleasure we’ve shared.”

“Permanent reminders of our love.” Her lips curled into a smile.

“Don’t worry, angel. There’s no going back from this. We’ll be able to make new marks whenever the previous ones fade.”

His thumb brushed along her clit, stealing any comment she might have made. Her hips lifted from the bed, arching against his chest. She pressed against his hand, keeping it there as her body rocked back and forth, demanding a faster pace. “Please, Chip!”

“Faster? Slower? Stop?” He stopped moving and even though she was still wiggling against his hand, it wasn’t the same. He knew just where to touch her to make her melt.

“Asshole!” She growled at him, hating him for denying her what her body needed so badly.

“Well, then.” His thumb brushed along her clit one final time before he pulled his hand away from her.

Shocked by the loss of his touch, she opened her eyes, only to find him grinning down at her. The cocky grin stretched across his face made her wish she had the willpower to get up. She’d go play with J.J. and leave him without sex. But, she wanted this as badly as he did, if not more. They both might be able to get themselves off but it wouldn’t be the same. “I should leave you to your own devices now.”

“But?” He arched over her, waiting for her to finish her thought.

“Damn you.” With a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, she lightly pushed against his chest. “I want this. I need your touch, your…”

“My what?”

“I need you inside me.” She reached between them and wrapped her fingers around his cock, applying just enough pressure to force a moan from him, but not so much as to hurt. “Unless you want the worst case of blue balls in your life, you’ll give me what I need.”

“It seems as though I’ve had a case of blue balls since we were teenagers and I realized you were mine.”

“I love it when you say that. I can hear the claim in the way you growl the word ‘mine’. It’s so sexy.”

“You are mine. You’ve always been, and you always will be.” He trailed a hand down her body. “I’ll prove it again now as we break this bed in properly and I fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”

“What are you waiting for?” She leaned back against the pillows, willing him to make his move.

As he slipped into place on top of her, she brought her legs up on either side of him and lazily dragged one hand along the side of his chest. Her fingers teased along his ribs but it was the contour of his muscles that she was enjoying. The tight muscles contracted under her touch, showing off the beauty of his chest. He worked hard to bulk up and she admired it.

His chest vibrated as he chuckled and she looked up at him. “What?”

“I love that look. Your face shines just as it did on Christmas morning when we were kids.” He wiggled his hips, teasing the tip of his cock over her opening. “Are you ready for what I’m about to give you?”

“Trust me, I want this. I’ve wanted to be back in this position since the last time I found myself under you.”

He teased the tip of his dick along her slit before he arched forward, shoving it into her pussy in one quick movement, clearly telling her conversation time was over; all he wanted out of her was moans and her screaming his name.

A whimper tore from her chest as her core muscles stretched to accommodate his width. “Chip!” Breathlessly, she ran her hands up his chest and let her body adjust.

Staring down at her, he slowly pumped his hips, sliding his dick in and out of her. Using one arm to keep his position above her, he brought his other hand to her breast. He groaned as his fingers found her hard nipples. Rolling the hardened bud between his fingers, pinching it with enough pressure to have her arching forward, he increased his pace. Each pump of his hips had him going harder and faster, stealing her breath as her climax neared. Heat coiled between her thighs and her sex clenched around him.

“Faster!” She lifted her body up to meet his.

“You feel so fucking good wrapped around my dick.” He pulled nearly his full length out, before slamming back into her. When he did, he sped his pace up. Their bodies rocked back and forth, each thrust gaining momentum, drawing her closer to orgasm.

As if knowing she was close but needed more to push her over the edge, he reached between them, his thumb instantly finding her clit. But that wasn’t enough for him, so he dipped his head, his lips wrapping around her nipple to suck it in between his teeth. He swirled his tongue around the bud before his teeth closed down around it.

“Yes!” She hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Her climax was almost upon her as she arched forward, sending his dick deeper in her.

“Look at me, Jos. I want your eyes on me. I want you to know it’s my dick in you, bringing you to your orgasm.” His voice sounded strained as if he were close to his own peak but wouldn’t give in until she had her release first.

“Chip,” she whispered, her climax within reach. “Faster, please.” She raked her nails down his chest.

With one last flick over her clit, he leaned back, placing both hands on her hips, and pounded into her faster. She wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles together at the small of his back, which kept him from pulling back too far. Tension had her muscles constricting around him as her orgasm neared, urging him to engage an even faster rhythm, and his eyes glazed over with his own ecstasy creeping up on him.

Keeping her gaze locked on him, she pressed her body to his. Her fingers tangled in his longer strands, bringing his head down so she could claim a kiss. Slipping her tongue in between his lips, she moaned his name as her release found her. With her free hand, she raked the skin along his chest, digging her nails into his flesh.

Her core muscles tightened around him and she could feel the tension release from him as he slammed into her one final time before leaning forward against her and letting go, filling her. He buried his face in the arch of her shoulder. “Fuck, Jos.”

“Mmm…now I know I can’t ever let you go.” With her fingers still in his hair, she let the palm of her hand brush along the side of his face. Her muscles continued to tighten around him, milking his cock for every drop. “I love you, Chip.”

“I’ve always known once I claimed you that I could never let you go.” He tipped his head down to the curve of her shoulder and growled. “Mine.”

Wiggling against him, she dragged her hands lazily along his sides.

“Keep wiggling and I’m going to have you moaning again in no time.” He slipped out of her and collapsed next to her, before bringing her body snug against his. “I love you, Joslynn Ashburn, more than I could ever put into words.”