“We shouldn’t be doing this.” Her voice came out in a whisper. Though her mind told her they must stop, her body wanted no part of being sensible.
Jesse groaned, the rattle from deep in his chest. “I want you. I need to feel you under me.” He nipped at her lips, bent his head further and licked the sensitive skin behind her ear. She jerked, then gasped. She felt his smile, heard his slight chuckle.
“This is just the beginning, sweetheart. I will make you feel so much better.”
His hand kept busy moving down her body, running over her curves. Until he stopped at her core, and rubbed his palm there while flicking his finger at her sensitive bud. Her body trembled as blood pumped. “Oh, don’t stop.” She breathed out the words.
“Never. Not until you come apart in my arms.” He smoothed the wet ringlets from her forehead, then rained tiny kisses over her closed eyes, her cheeks, and chin. The rough hair on his chest rubbed against her breasts, and his fingers were still busy, sliding in and out, stretching her.
Her hand burned where it rested on his shoulder. The warmth of his skin was so male, so bracing. Her fingers edged up, playing with the hair at the back of his neck. The essence of Jesse, his male scent floated over her.
He propped himself up and gazed at her body. “Tori, you’re so beautiful. I knew this is what you would feel like, look like.”
Shudders tormented her flesh as his gaze raked over her, darkening. She closed her eyes, feeling exposed, vulnerable.
Jesse rolled off the bed, and coldness replaced his warmth. She thrust her eyes open, wondering why he’d left her. When he removed his pants, the panic filling her chest disappeared. His eyes searched hers, and his nostrils flared as the bed dipped as he came to join her.
Her eyes grew large as they traveled to his erection. Before she could speak, he pulled her against him, and his mouth covered hers hungrily. Once again, he fondled her breast, dipping his head to taste and nibble.
Tori felt something building in her core. The sensation hovered on the edge of something
she’d never felt before. She tightened her leg muscles and strained toward it. She could feel it in the distance, mocking her. Instinctively, she knew Jesse could help her reach it.
Jesse rolled over her, nudging her legs apart with his knee. Tori wrapped her arms around his neck, then pulled him in for a kiss. Their tongues battled.
He pulled away, panting. “Are you sure?”
“I’m scared, but yes.” Now that she had gone this far, she longed to discover what the next step felt like.
A half smile lifted his lips. “You don’t have to be scared. I won’t hurt you, well, only for a second, since this is your first time.”
She jerked, and he bent his head close to her ear. “Don’t be afraid, trust me.”
Her heart sped up at his words. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea after all. But before she could voice her concern, his warm lips covered hers as he thrust his hips forward and entered her, breaking through the barrier. He swallowed her yelp as she tried to scoot back to get away from the pain.
“The worst is over, darlin’.” He burrowed his face into her neck, then ran his tongue around the soft shell of her ear. “Relax, it’s all pleasure from here.” He stilled as her body adjusted. As if sensing her fear, he caressed her shoulders and whispered more encouraging words. Gradually, her muscles relaxed. Jesse was right. The pain had been brief.
She felt a strange fullness that brought new pleasurable sensations as he moved inside her. She ran her hands along Jesse’s back, loving the play of muscles under the smooth skin as he moved.
He slipped his hand between them and used his finger to slide over the little nub again. Tori groaned with pleasure at the sensations. Jesse continued his attentions with his lips, tongue, and hips.
She reached for that something again, tossing her head. Her muscles clenched and unclenched. “Jesse, please.”
“Relax honey, just let it come.” His deep voice was raspy.
Let what come? Whatever he referred to, she could feel it draw nearer. Jesse’s thrusts came harder and faster, his panting filled the room. He slid his hand down and squeezed his fingers together over her swollen bud. She flew apart.
Her muscles clenched, and waves of pleasure washed over her. Her breath caught and she moaned, arching her neck against the pillow. Jesse’s pace quickened, and throwing his head back, they both stiffened as his seed poured into her. He collapsed, murmuring her name over and over and feathering kisses over her moist neck.
She lay in the cocoon of his sheltering arms until the chill from the night air cooled her skin. Soft waves of air billowed in through the starched white curtains by the window above their bed.
Jesse covered their bodies with the sheet. He pushed damp curls from her face as he hovered over her, questioning with his eyes. Then he kissed her on the forehead before settling her on his shoulder. Comfortable, they fell into a deep sleep.
The pungent odors of bacon and coffee wafted on the air. Tori slowly awoke, the sounds of pans rattling and muted conversation drifted through the closed door to her ears. Something warm, hard, and foreign pressed against her back.
Oh my God.
Memories of last night washed over her, along with shame and embarrassment. Dear God, what have I done? She allowed Jesse to make love to her, that’s what she’d done. She eased herself away from him. His strong arm pulled her back.