I bit my tongue against telling her that was because we were made for each other. Just like she knew where to touch me on my body to drive me crazy—and she did that frequently—I knew the same spots on hers that’d blow her mind. It was instinctive, and that was because I was fairly sure it was down to us being that phenomenon called fate.
Lifting her head back up, Jacinda took in a shuddering breath and resumed her movements up and down my shaft. She was effectively moving my fingers in and out of her without me having to do anything.
When she pressed more of her weight against me and reduced the movements to concentrate on just skimming her clit up and down the head of my dick, I removed the fingers and lifted them to my mouth, sucking them in and groaning as the taste of her hit my tongue. I’d never believed that a woman could taste that could, but fuck me, she did.
“Jesus, Jacinda,” I breathed, dropping my forehead, so it was resting on her collarbone as she ground down into me. “I’m gonna come if you don’t stop.”
“I want you to come.”
Almost like she was determined to get her way, she rolled her hips down so that her pussy was at the base of my dick, then moved them forward again. This time, whatever was going on inside her head amped up her need, and she began to repeat the move more quickly than before.
It was on an upward glide that she overshot the head, and when she moved to go back down again, it notched itself in the entrance to her pussy, engulfing it in a hot inferno.
“Oh, fuck me,” I groaned, forcing myself to hold her hips in place to stop her from taking more of it.
Unfortunately, there was a malfunction between my lower body and my brain because, as she pulled up and dropped down again, my hips bucked at the same time, pushing roughly another half an inch into her.
“Fuck it,” she hissed, lifting up so that only the tip of my cock was inside her and then pushing down with so much force, most of my length was engulfed by her heat.
“Ohh,” she shuddered, her head falling back on her neck as she rolled her hips slightly, making me suck in a sharp breath. “That piercing hits differently.”
She wasn’t wrong there. I was feeling things I’d never felt before, and the piercing was—
“Baby, I don’t have a rubber on.”
Dropping her head to make eye contact with me, she rolled her hips again, her eyes widening like she hadn’t meant to do it.
“I-I’m clean, and I got tested after—” she broke off and looked away. “And obviously, the pregnancy thing isn’t an issue.”
Cupping her chin, I pulled her face around so she could see mine. “I’m clean. I wouldn’t ever put you at risk.”
Her nostrils flared as she sucked in a deep breath, and then she nodded. “So, we’re okay to do this?”
I couldn’t help the huge grin that broke out on my face at her question.
“We’re definitely okay to do this.” My hand skimmed down her torso until it reached the small of her back, where I pushed down slightly to urge her to move. “I didn’t intend on doing this tonight, but God, you feel amazing.”
“Your piercing,” she whispered, just as her walls clenched around me, getting a deep moan from her.
Curious, I looked down at her new jewelry, and with the hand that wasn’t on her back, I shifted it until my thumb was over the small hoop.
“I wonder what this will feel like.”
Before Jacinda could ask what I was talking about, I rubbed over her clit, being sure to move the piercing up and down each time. Every time I did it and the pad of my digit rubbed just off-center on the right side of it, her walls would tighten and the muscles would bunch in her thighs, telling me this was the spot to focus on.
I wanted to watch the jewelry move, but I also wanted to see her face as I drove her over the edge. It was torture picking one, but in the end, I decided to keep my eyes where they were, and once I felt her about to come, I’d swap.
Alternating between rubbing up and down and then in a circle, I paid attention to the cues her body was giving me, making a mental note for next time, too.
Look, I was all about bringing my woman pleasure. I remembered every cry and expression on Jacinda’s face from last time, and I wanted to make it bigger and better. Knowledge was power, and the only time that was a problem was when people used it against you or for the wrong reasons. My goal was to use my knowledge to bring her pleasure and happiness, and that goal would never change.