CHAPTER SEVEN
Coming together is the beginning.
Staying together is progress
Working together is success.
Jack dragged his mouth away from Ana’s creamy neck and tightened his hold on her hips. “Are you going to let me do what I want?”
“Depends,” she replied slowly as she slid her hand under his shirt, “on what you have in mind.”
Moving his mouth against her skin, he felt her pulse beating madly. “I want you to trust me and let me lead, so I can give you more pleasure than you ever imagined.”
“How are you going to do that?” she asked breathlessly.
“By taking my time,” he replied as he let his finger lift the bottom of her jersey. “I want to draw the moment out until we’re both half crazy, until we think we can’t take it anymore.”
“Is this about the moment of victory?”
“Maybe,” he replied, pushing the shirt away from her skin and pressing his mouth to her stomach.
“And what does something like that look like?” she asked as she ran her fingers through his short hair. “Will I be forced to beg?”
The husky tenor of her voice and breathlessness was as good as a well-placed stroke of her tongue. She was lethal to his self-control and sanity, and all he could do was move closer. “Maybe.”
Her lips turned downward, and she shifted away. “Maybe you’ll be the one to do it first.”
“Honey, I’ve been doing it since the moment I laid eyes on you in San Diego; just because it’s all been done silently doesn’t mean a thing.”
“And what exactly have you been begging for?”
“Your heart always tops the list, but seeing you naked is never far behind.”
Pushing his hands away, she lifted the jersey off and flicked it over her head. “Like this?”
“Yes,” he replied as his mouth went dry and his lungs tried to close. Her sheer nude bra left nothing to the imagination, and he did everything he could not ravage her and throw her down on the bed.
“Breathe, Jack. You can’t pass out before we get started.”
“Take off your leggings,” he gritted out slowly.
“Bossy,” she replied.
“Haven’t even gotten started.”
Not waiting for further instructions, she slid her hands over her hips and peeled off her leggings and kicked them away. Holding up her hands, she smiled. “Is this what you wanted?”
Blood rushed south, leaving him light-headed and entirely at her mercy. Unable to tear his eyes away, he let them skim over her round hips, long legs, and finally down to her toes, which were painted an impossibly bright shade of pink.
His need to consume her, to make her a part of him, roared through his body as each peak and valley called to him.
Done, he was unquestionably one hundred percent done, and if he weren’t one of the most highly trained athletes in all of the NFL, he sure as shit would’ve keeled over.
His brain short-circuited, and he couldn’t manage a syllable, much less a word, as he stared at the goddess before him.
All the things he suspected were only marginally true since the woman within reach was a thousand times better than his dreams ever suggested. “So fucking beautiful,” he said quietly as he traced the line of her panties across her ass. “Tell me you want this half as bad as I do.”
Looking up, she nodded as her pink tongue darted out and traced her bottom lip. “More than words can say.”
Blood pounded in his ears as his painfully hard cock twitched. Praying to keep himself under control, he slipped his finger beneath the edge of her panties and groaned when he felt her slick heat slide against his skin. He withdrew his finger and sucked the moisture from his skin. “Never tasted anything better in my life.”
Moaning, she bit her bottom lip and flicked her fingers through the buttons of his shirt, making them bounce across the floor. “You have way too many clothes on.”
He let his shirt drop to the floor and leaned forward and swiped his tongue over her swollen lips. Feasting on her mouth, he picked her up and settled her gently on the bed. “My turn,” he murmured as he trailed a string of kisses across her skin. Gripping her shaking thighs, he buried his face between her legs and tilted her ass up, so he’d have a better angle.
Licking her folds with the silk between them, he claimed her with his tongue, soaking the slip of material covering her mound. The extra layer added the perfect amount of friction that he hoped would take her higher faster. He wanted her to explode quickly and then bring her down with a blessedly slow burn.
He slipped two fingers under her damp panties and slid them inside her warmth. Stroking her entrance, he plunged inside repeatedly and caressed the spot that made her moan. Sounds of ecstasy were broken by unintelligible words, and it spurred him on until nothing mattered but Ana’s release.
Rocking her hips against his mouth, she came as his name fell from her mouth in prayer, making him feel like the king of the world.
He’d always believed there was nothing better than owning a woman’s pleasure, and with Ana, it was doubly true.
***
Ana leaned up on her elbows and looked down, letting out a small laugh when she saw Jack’s lazy, satisfied grin. “You have made it possible for me to die a happy woman.”
“Honey, we haven’t even gotten started,” he replied in a low voice. “By the time I bury myself inside your body, you’re going to be incapable of speech.”
Taking note of his predatory grin, she watched him crawl up her body and admired the broad plane of muscle that covered his chest. Anticipation strummed through her body until he was close enough to let her hands run over the big bulge in his pants.
Hearing his breath hiss, she took a moment to appreciate he was probably as untethered as she was with what was happening. Heart beating mercilessly, she continued to stroke him slowly as he kept himself absolutely still.
Biting her lip, she decided it was now or never, so she pushed his chest and sat up. “I’m all but naked, and I want you to be as well.”
He gave her a lazy smile and pushed himself up. “Are you giving me an order?”
“Yes, and it’s the first of many.” Snapping her fingers, she winked. “So get to it and don’t make me ask twice.”
He let out a rough chuckle and rid himself of the rest of his clothes and stood up, holding up his arms wide. “Is this what you want?”
Her brain was not only blissfully quiet but also utterly blank as she stared at the Adonis-like man before her. Seeing all of him not only made her mouth water, her mind numb, and her panties soaked, it took her breath away. “Come closer,” she whispered.
He took one small step and tilted his head. “This good?”
“Closer,” she replied as she stared at his magnificent cock pointing straight at her mouth. Licking her lips, she lifted her hands and gripped his hips when he got close enough. “My turn,” she murmured as she wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. It was iron wrapped in soft silk, and she brought it to her mouth and pressed the tip of her tongue against his head.
The sound of his groan filled the room, and she lapped up the precum that beaded on the tip. His hands went to her head, and she looked up, seeing the need in the tilt of his mouth. Smiling briefly before she licked him from base to tip, she relished his salty flavor before taking him deep into her mouth.
Having a man like Jack under your control was no small thing, and she couldn’t get enough. She took him deep into her mouth, and then released him and started all over again with teasing licks around the head.
“Ana…”
Leaning back, she looked up. “More?”
“No way, I’ll never survive.” Lifting her, he moved her back on the bed and took a nipple into his mouth.
Grazing his teeth across the sensitive bud, he teased and tormented until she thought she was going to lose her mind. “Jack…”
He raised his head and grinned. “Yes, honey?”
“Please!”
Giving her a satisfied grin, he crawled further up her body and kissed her mouth slowly. “More kisses?”
Shifting her hips, so his enormous erection pressed against her stomach, she hit his arm. “Don’t tease.”
“Do you want me to make love to you and rock your world until there is no other name than mine on your lips?”
“Yes, Jack Ellis! Do me and make me yours.”
He pressed a quick kiss to her mouth and then leaned over and grabbed a condom out of the drawer. Leaning up on his knees, he laughed. “I thought you’d never ask.”
“You enjoy yourself now because the tables will soon be turned, and I plan on making you suffer.”
He gave her a careless shrug and stroked himself a couple of times. “I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”
“Beast!”
“You have no idea, honey,” he replied as he slid the condom on and pushed her legs apart with his knees.
His eyes moved to hers and didn’t waver as he slid the head of his cock across her folds and tested both of their control. Knowing any pleas on her part would only make him drag it out further, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the gentle strokes he was torturing her with. She let out a moan and then felt him inch his way inside. “Yes…”
“Perfect,” he murmured as he thrust inside.
“I’m not going to break, Jack.” No words came out of his mouth, but his hands answered as he gripped her hips and drove into her hard, fast, and determined. His heavy thrusts were of a man who’d been given a one-time shot at happiness. In and out, he plunged as her body milked him, wanting to give as good as she got, she answered every retreat of his body with an attack of her own.
Mind-obliterating desire washed through her body as he shifted and went deeper than she thought possible. Crying out in pleasure, she called his name as she clenched his cock as her orgasm ripped through her.
Body flying apart in utter joy, she realized the moment marked a dividing line of before this and now. Every single one of her molecules reorganized themselves as pleasure shot through her system.
Taking two more strokes, he shouted his release and groaned as his orgasm hit him again and again. She held onto his shoulders and knew that whatever had just happened between them was life changing.
Whether she wanted it to be or not.