Taking the Heat (Jackson: Girls' Night Out 3)

The second thought made everything inside her tighten. Yes. She wanted that. She’d had it only once, after all, and she had so much catching up to do.

She rose up and slid her panties down. Gabe’s eyes were focused between her legs, but his hand swept the bed beside him for the condom. He put the condom on as she crawled higher on the bed. Then he fisted the base of his cock as she straddled him again.

He stroked a hand between her legs, making her gasp. “That got you wet,” he murmured. “Doing that.”

She nodded, but she just stayed poised above him. She wasn’t sure what to do, or maybe she was only too intimidated to try. It was hardly a puzzle, after all. The penis went into the vagina. Basic biology.

Gabe’s free hand settled on her hip and he eased her down as if he knew she needed help. His cock only brushed against her pussy at first. Then it pressed against her. She held her breath, and her body began to take him in, stretching tight around him. Just as the pressure began to overwhelm her, he guided her up again, then back down. This time it was easier. She closed her eyes and sighed as though his cock were taking all the space for breath inside her.

This was basic biology, yes, but it somehow still felt miraculous. That another person was in her body. That it felt right instead of strange.

Finally, she was settled tight against his hips, her body filled with him.

His hands swept up her sides. “I love this, too,” he said. She opened her eyes, startled by the mix of shock and dark pleasure that flashed through her at his words. It was so close to “I love you.” And so close to what she was feeling as she looked at him beneath her. His thumbs brushed over her nipples and she sighed.

“You’re so beautiful, Veronica.”

Was she? She didn’t know, but he made her feel needy and wild and sexy.

“Just ride me,” he said. “Whatever you do will feel good for me.”

She nodded and pressed her knees hard to the mattress, sliding up only an inch, her eyelids fluttering at the strange feeling. This was different from being on her back. This was her doing the fucking. She moved very slowly, trying it out. It felt...nice.

Gabe’s eyes focused first on her face, but as she moved on him, his gaze fell to her breasts. His thumbs brushed her nipples again, and then he squeezed them.

“Oh,” she sighed, her eyes fluttering closed. The feeling shot straight to the nerves stretched tight around him. “That feels good,” she whispered.

She kept riding him slowly, her thighs already shaking from the effort. Her legs were weak and tired after today’s climb, but she wouldn’t let that stop her. She wanted it just like this, filling herself over and over again with his cock.

But eventually, her shaking legs refused to hold her. She braced her hands on either side of his head and opened her eyes. “I’m tired,” she said with a frustrated laugh.

“It’s okay. You were busy being kick-ass all day.”

He held her face between gentle hands and pulled her down for a kiss, his warm mouth like a gift for hers. His beard tickled her chin. Then he moved beneath her, and even though she was on top, he was the one doing the fucking now, tipping his hips up to slide deeper. She sighed in pleasure, but the sigh turned to a moan a moment later. His hands slid down her body and gripped her hips as he fucked her faster.

“Gabe,” she gasped. His cock felt huge now as he held her open above him. His hips slapped into her. “Oh, God,” she groaned. “Oh, God.”

“Fuck. Veronica. I can’t...”

His muscles went tight; his thrusts grew rougher. When his fingers dug hard into her flesh, she realized he was coming and raised her head a little to watch his face as the pleasure seemed to contort into pain. Breath hissed through his teeth until his hips finally slowed.

“I’m sorry,” he gasped.

“It’s okay,” she said, only now realizing that it wasn’t okay. She wanted to come. Hadn’t that been the deal after that climb?

He opened his eyes and smiled. “You just looked so fucking hot above me. I couldn’t help it.”

Well, she couldn’t resent that. And he had let her do whatever she’d wanted to him. She’d get off next time. The sex had still been fantastic.

She gave him a quick kiss and slid off him to give her still-shaking legs a rest.

Despite the near-liquid state of her thigh muscles, she felt tense as she collapsed into her blankets. Restless. Still, she smiled at the sight of Gabe’s ass when he got up to go to the bathroom. She’d have to bite that one day, too. It looked made for biting.

She stretched hard and tried not to feel disappointed. He’d fucked her well and thoroughly with that beautiful body. And it had felt wonderful.

The day finally caught up to her. Despite the slight vibration of tension in her muscles, she closed her eyes and sank into the pillows. She felt as though she could sleep for twelve hours. Even that might not be a relief, because she knew her arms and legs would be sore from the—

“Ah!” she shrieked when a hand grabbed her ankle and tugged it wide. Her eyes flew open to find Gabe dropping to his knees between her spread legs.