JJ kisses me with so much passion, it makes it hard not to forget to take it slow. Our tongues taste and twist, our lips and teeth tugging and kneading. Her breaths are sweet, and when I move my hand down between us and cup her between her legs, her needy whimper is even sweeter.
Breaking the kiss because I don’t want to miss a second of her reactions to me touching her, my eyes devour her face as I push a finger inside her.
“Christ, baby, you’re soaked for me.” The words rumble from me with deep satisfaction spilling through my veins.
I massage her inner walls before pulling out and circling her clit. Her lashes lower, her eyes burning with desire for me, her lips parted.
Fuck, it wasn’t all an act. JJ loved my hands on her.
Moving back, I force her legs open, as wide as they’ll go, and kneel between them. “I’m going to feast on you,” I say, my voice laced with authority, “and you’re going to give me every whimper and cry. I want to hear you, JJ.”
She nods, her thighs already trembling with need for more friction.
Taking hold of her sides, I rub my palms over her ribs, and pressing her breasts together, I lean down and suck a nipple hard into my mouth. My teeth tug, my tongue lashes, and when she finally gives me a cry, I move down and lap her arousal up like a man dying of thirst. Pushing two fingers inside her, I focus on stretching her while practically devouring her clit until it’s swollen and JJ’s a quivering mess.
“Daniel,” she begs, her hips working to rub herself harder against my mouth. “Please!”
Realizing she’s waiting for my order, I finger her harder. “Come, Julie,” I demand before sucking and biting her clit. She clamps down around my fingers, her body tenses, her back arching from the bed. It’s fucking nirvana how my woman submits to me.
Gasps and desperate whimpers fall from her lips, her body seizing as if I’m fucking electrocuting her.
Angelic.
Perfect.
Fucking hot.
“Good girl,” I breathe as I crawl over her, my muscles straining to hold back from taking her hard and fast.
JJ grabs hold of my sides as I keep myself braced over her. I drink in the afterglow of her orgasm on her face, watching as she comes down.
Her hands move down, and pushing against the fabric of my sweatpants, she strips it down my legs. I keep a close eye on her reaction as her eyes drift over my body. I only realize I’m holding my breath when her fingers try to wrap around my cock, and the air rushes from me.
Fuck she has small hands.
“You’re big.” Her comment draws a chuckle from me. “Can we take it slow this time? Just until I’m used to you?”
Lowering my head, I nip at her lips, then say, “That was the plan all along, baby.” Easing my body down on hers, I demand, “Open your legs wider.” She does as I say, and when my hips fit between her legs like a fucking puzzle piece and I feel her heat, a groan rumbles through me like an avalanche, threatening to strip me of my control.
“Fuck, this is going to be hard.”
JJ lets out a chuckle, the sound teasing my self-restraint.
With a fucking trembling hand, I position myself at her entrance, and unlike before, I get to relish in the moment as I push an inch inside her, watching her stretch as she takes me.
Chapter 29
JJ
“So fucking tight,” O’Brien groans, his features drawn into hard lines from the effort it’s taking to not just slam into me.
I love how his control falters when it comes to me.
I lift my butt off the bed to give him better access, making him go deeper.
“Not fucking helping, JJ,” he snaps, his eyes flying to mine, dark and predatory. My body flushes with heat, and totally out of my control, I clamp around him. “Jesus Christ, woman,” he bites out, shaking his head. His bicep swells, the veins more prominent on his arm keeping him braced. His other hand clamps down on my hip. “Don’t move a fucking muscle.”
“I’ve changed my mind,” I gasp, my body straining to not move. “Go fast.” This time I’m not restrained. Reaching for his chest, my palms delight in the feel of the solid muscle beneath his skin. My eyes remain locked to his. “I want you, Daniel. Let go of your control.”
His eyes darken even more, then finally, the dominance I’m addicted to pours from him in an intense wave. With one hard thrust, he slams all the way inside me. My body arches, and my nails dig into his skin. “God, yes!” I gasp through the discomfort but mostly the intensity I’m hit with, then I moan, “I swear I feel you everywhere. So good.”