I’d never seen such a pretty sight. Summer was fucking soaked, and it was from me. She’d stared at me, and instead of making some placating comment or brushing off the injuries, she’d dropped to her goddamn knees and sucked me into her mouth.
I’d never be able to jerk off again. Not when I knew the sheer pleasure of her tongue. My hand would never compare.
Now I was about to enter her. All my past experiences had been obliterated already. Once I was in her? I’d be done.
The only thing that could stop me was her. But her round ass was in the air and with her forearms braced on the bed, she was looking at me over her shoulder, her hair swept to the side like a custom-made porn poster. My very fantasy come to life.
I kneaded her ass cheeks. She had a faint tan line, teasing me with how skimpy her swim bottoms must be. Now all I could envision was her tanning on her back deck in the summer. I had no idea what her place looked like but my brain happily filled in the blanks.
“Jonah, I really want you to fuck me.”
“Patience, sunshine. I almost came like a rocket in your mouth. I need a minute so I can make this good for you.”
“You’ve already made it the best.”
Fuck, this woman. I slid my hands up her back. “I don’t deserve you.” In so many ways.
She wiggled her ass.
My cock was reaching the point of painful. I positioned myself at her hot pussy. She swayed back just as I pushed in.
“Fuuuck.” Her heat swallowed me, nearly robbing me of strength. “So goddamn good.”
“God, Jonah.”
I shoved the rest of the way in. Wet, hot heat. Her walls rippled and flexed around me. I wouldn’t have to thrust to come. A full-body tremor went through me.
No. I would make this last. She would come for a third time, and it wouldn’t be our last. I had more condoms and every last one had her name on it.
I rocked back and thrust in.
“Yes,” she hissed. A flood of heat rose between us.
I braced myself on her hips and pumped in and out. Just like when I’d been licking her clit, I changed positions, testing, studying. I would be an expert on all things Summer when we were done. I’d know how much pressure drove her crazy. I’d know her preferred angles, and I’d know where she was the most sensitive.
As she grew wetter and I grew increasingly erratic, I stuffed my good knee into the side of the mattress and bent over her. I’d never do this position with someone else. If a move required bending my knees, I wouldn’t doit. But I hadn’t been able to hide from Summer under my roof.
So fuck it. I bent over her back and wedged an arm between her torso and the bedding.
“I think I’m going to come again,” she panted.
“It won’t be the last time tonight.” I found her soaked clit and made the little circles that caused her legs to quiver.
She blinked at me, her face flushed and arousal scrawled over her features. “It won’t?” she echoed.
“I promise.” I never made promises. I had work orders and deadlines. I told my parentsmaybeandwe’ll see. But I was getting Summer off a fourth time before dawn. Maybe even a fifth. She’d orgasm until it wasn’t humanly possible to do so again.
I licked and kissed across her shoulders and she bucked under me. I rubbed her clit, struggling to slow my own catapulting climax.
“I’m going to—Oh, god.” Her voice grew higher in pitch.
I fucking loved the sound of her cries echoing off my walls—all because of me. Whether I was inside her, over her, fingering her, she was coming because of me and I needed to hear it.
When her walls quaked around me, fisting my cock in the demanding way I was coming to associate with her, I let go. I kicked my head back and roared her name, so damn loud, like it’d been pent up inside me for years. Lightning coursed through my veins and a cramp in my left hamstring threatened to take me down.
I would not fall.
Aftershocks wracked both of us and her body milked mine. I collapsed on top of her, keeping one armwrapped around her and holding myself off enough I didn’t crush her.
