“I didn’t have the energy for more. I—mmm.”
Her shoulder brushes the tip of my cock as she bends over to get my jeans off my legs.
Somehow, I manage to stay upright while shifting from one foot to the other.
“You good?” She looks up at me, my cock just inches from her face.
“I’m perfect.”
She looks directly at my cock, and it jumps, a quick jerk as if it’s trying to entice her to take notice.
“Can I—”
“Yes,” I pant, not a hundred percent sure what she’s going to ask but already fully on board.
She smiles wide, her tongue touching the tip, and then her pink lips wrap around it and I nearly topple over.
“Cara, fuck. I can’t take it.”
She pulls back immediately.
“I’m going to end up on the floor. Here, stand up.”
She raises to her feet, her small hands going right back to my chest as she lifts on her toes and presses her mouth against mine.
“I want to make you mine,” I whisper against her lips, one hand tangled in her gorgeous hair.
“Okay,” she agrees quickly.
“Kincaid said we can both stay.” I nip at her chin, pulling a gasp from her lips. “Is that something you think you’d want?”
“Why are you asking such serious questions when I’m so turned on?”
With both hands on her neck, I use my thumb to tilt her head up, so she knows I’m serious. “Think about it.”
“I will,” she promises. “Now take my clothes off.”
My quick smile turns into my jaw hanging open when she doesn’t give me a chance to do it. She steps back and pulls her sweater and shirt off at the same time. A second later her bra disappears, and my mouth waters to tongue her tight rosy nipples.
“My God. Look at you. Fucking perfect.”
She nibbles on the corner of her bottom lip as she pushes down her leggings and panties, and I groan at the dark pink wet spot in the center.
“That’s… umm… I’m—”
“Fucking perfect,” I repeat. “Get on the bed.”
She moves to climb on the bed, and the sight of her ass in the air as she moves to the center is something I hope I never forget.
“Wait. Stay like that.”
She peers at me over her shoulder, and I don’t know that I’ve ever moved faster. With the promise of what she has on display and her words when she told me this is more than just sex, I don’t feel an ounce of the burn from my injuries. My hands hold her ass, the one with the cast not as tight as I’d like. The second I’m within reach, I lower my mouth to her wickedly hot flesh.
We groan at the same time, both in pleasure.
“Holy—Oh God,” she breathes.
My eyes close as I devour her, loving the way she rocks her hips back demanding more.
I hiss when I lean too far in and my cock rubs against the edge of the bed. My body is reacting like I didn’t stroke off in the shower yesterday, and I know it has less to do with anatomy and everything to do with her.
She’s moving so much against my mouth, I have to hold her in place to lap at her clit.
“Javier, that’s. Jesus… amazing.”
I grin against her slick flesh before moving one hand from her ass cheek to hook two fingers inside of her.
She groans long and low a second before her body starts to convulse. When the orgasm subsides, she falls forward, flat on the bed.
As much as I’d like to climb up behind her and fill her with my aching cock, my body just isn’t strong enough.
“You good?” I ask, my lips placing soft kisses on the backs of her calves.
“I have tingles all over my body.”
She turns her head, hair fanned out as she looks at me. Her cheeks are pink, eyes hooded from her release.
“We’re not done, are we?”
“Not by a long shot, baby, but I’m going to need you to ride me.”
“Are you sure you’re okay for this? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I’m more than okay.”
Cara moves out of the way so I can crawl on the bed, and I ignore her look of concern as my face tightens from the pain of my injuries. It may not be the smartest thing to do, but there isn’t a chance in hell I’m going to complain. I know she has the ability to make it all better.
“I could just you know… take you in my mouth,” she offers, her hand reaching up and stroking me the second I’m on my back.
“That sounds amazing, but God, woman, I need you to get on my cock.”
She releases me before positioning herself so she can throw a leg over me.
“Jesus, you’re wet.”
Her cheeks flush a darker shade. “I haven’t been with many men.”
I reach up and hold her hips before she can slide down the length of me.