Packing Up Love (Insta Love Shy Girl Romance 2)

“You’re so soft,” he murmured into my skin. His lips trailed lower as my panties slipped slowly down my legs. His thick fingers instantly wandered through my short, trimmed curls, then his thumbs spread me open. I grabbed the window sill as his mouth began tasting me in a way no man had before.

I gasped, clutching his shoulder to keep my balance. Those dark eyes grinned up at me, then he helped me lay on the bed, spreading my thighs wide. I pulled at his t-shirt until he helped me rip it off, and I nearly whimpered the sight of those immense shoulders.

The way he’d been working all day was efficient. Purposeful. Now his hands and lips were meandering so slowly.

He slid down to kiss my ankles, sending shivers straight through me. I hadn’t known the backs of my knees were so sensitive. Pure arousal was flooding me completely, and I heard a whimper that I’d never made before as he kissed slowly up my inner thigh.

Jason teased me, his rough fingers against my delicate skin as he opened me gently. His tongue began making feathery little motions through my crease until I was shaking. His fingertip swirled around my opening, then his tongue fluttered across my most sensitive spot.

My fingers slipped into his hair, caressing his scalp as he groaned. “Honey, you taste so sweet,” he murmured. Then a thick finger slowly slipped inside me as his tongue pressed against my swollen little button. I’d never felt anything so raw. Erotic. The pressure was building deep inside me, and he seemed to be touching every important nerve at once.

A second finger eased into me, and I gasped, clutching him, splaying my thighs wider as I pulled him against me. I had never felt so completely sexual before, and I was about to lose my mind.

An intoxicating wave of adrenaline hit me, along with a surge of heat, as I felt everything clench hard. His deep eyes were smiling as he licked faster. Suddenly I was shrieking, trembling, a tiny puddle forming under me as I shook hard while the biggest climax of my life overpowered me.

When I stopped quivering, he lay over me, his tangy lips devouring mine. His fingers were still working inside me as my hips began rocking against him.

It felt like I was drenched. I didn’t even know that my body could become this aroused. Then he brought the thick head of his shaft to my entrance, barely pressing against my skin.

“Claire,” he breathed into my ear, “Tell me you want me.”

It was hard not to tip my hips up as he teased me. “I want you,” I whispered. ?

??Please.” I didn’t even know how to speak during sex. But I’d do anything he wanted right now.

His eyes locked with mine as he eased into me slowly, holding my gaze as he filled me. It was almost hypnotic how he seemed to stare through my soul as he entered my body. My breath was shaky and my fingers were digging into his shoulders too tightly as my hips wriggled.

“You’re gorgeous, Claire,” he groaned softly. “You feel perfect around me. I knew that you were the one from the second I saw you.”

I wanted to believe his fantasy. I wanted it to be true, even for one night. “You’re so big,” I gasped as he began taking long, slow strokes through my wetness.

“I fit you just right,” he grinned. “Like your luscious breasts fit my big hands.”

He kissed me, rocking slowly as if he had all the time in the world to enjoy me. I was floating on a sea of pure sensation. Overwhelmed. A rush of warmth hit me as he opened me a bit more until I was taking his full length. I felt the shudder that ran through him as he glided deeper.

“Oh, honey,” he murmured, “I’ve been needing you for so long.” Jason feasted on my lips, his body overtaking mine completely. He was so careful with me, delicate. Each tender caress sweeter than then last.

“Yes,” I gasped into his hot breath as his fingers slid between us, stroking me perfectly just where I needed him. “Jason... I...”

I would never have expected this physical release to be so emotional, but the way he watched my eyes as my breath quickened, the way he moved so gently, I felt pure need radiating through me.

“I can feel your sweet little pussy quivering around me,” he breathed against my lips.

Heat rolled through me, tensing and releasing every muscle as I gasped, breathless, my climax so deep and raw that I didn’t know if it would ever end. I muffled my gasping moans against his neck but he pulled my mouth away.

“My beautiful Claire,” he moaned, “Let me hear you.”

My last gasp was nearly a squeal as I choked out his name with a passion I’d never felt before, then I felt him peaking, pouring himself inside me with a low growl, clutching me to him as we rocked together, staring into each other’s eyes.

“Claire,” his husky voice strained, “My sweet baby.”

Oh my god, hearing him call me his did something strange to me. I wanted to give myself to him completely, ask him to take me every night forever. Just for a moment, I had to allow these delicious thoughts to swirl in my mind.

He kissed my lips, my cheekbones, my forehead, then flashed that grin that knocked the wind out of me. “You’re amazing,” he said gently. Slowly rolling beside me, I snuggled against his chest. He pulled my comforter over us, and I was surprised to realize that he seemed to be staying.

I was just drifting off as I felt his lips press against my hair. “I’m so glad I finally found you, honey,” he breathed. “You’re perfect for me.”

I was afraid to speak. I loved how he took control of every situation, making everything better. It was just all too much too soon, and I was left with skittish dreams while breathing against his skin, his arms around me all night.