She felt him smile against her neck again. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re ready for me.”
“How do you plan on doing that?” she asked, the challenge back in her voice.
“First things first, we need to get you out of these clothes.” Jase pushed up so he was straddling her thighs. He curled his fingers into the hem of her t-shirt and slowly drew it up over her head, tossing it over his shoulder.
He ran his fingers over the lace edge of her bra. “I like this,” he said in a low voice. “Front or back?”
“What?”
“The clasp. Front or back this time?”
“Back.” She arched her back, thrusting her breasts into his hands on the pretext of giving him room to remove it.
He unhooked her bra and eased the straps down her arms, exposing her breasts inch by aching inch. He scooted down the bed, quickly removing her shorts and exposing her matching lace-trimmed bikini briefs.
He placed his mouth over the thin cotton and tongued her clit through the fabric, causing Bree to groan at the contact.
“Now this,” he said, peeling her panties down. “This I’ve dreamed about.” Bree panted at his words. His warm breath caressed the most intimate part of her. “Sweet. Juicy. Heaven on my tongue.”
He pulled Bree’s legs over his shoulders as she ran her fingers through his hair, burying them in the soft curls. He didn’t tease this time. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her upper thigh as his tongue swirled and flicked. Flicked and swirled. It seemed like Bree’s orgasm crashed over her in mere seconds.
Jase quickly removed his briefs and rolled on a condom. He positioned his cock at Bree’s wet entrance when she placed her hands on his hips.
“Wait!”
“What? What’s wrong?” he asked, worry creating a furrow between his brow.
“I wanna suck your cock first.” She bit the edge of his jaw.
“Holy fuck, woman, I thought I had hurt you.” Jase thrust hard into Bree’s slick heat. “Next time. Before you’ve just come all over my face in all of ten seconds.”
“It wasn’t that fast,” she argued. His thickness stretched and filled her. Slightly uncomfortable, but exquisite at the same time. She wrapped her legs high around his waist and tilted her hips, taking him even deeper.
Jase withdrew and thrust forward again. “I counted. You came so quick for me last time I wanted to see if it was a one-time thing or if you’re always that responsive.”
“Are you counting this time?” she asked, meeting him thrust for thrust, stroke for stroke. Each time he drove forward, he caressed her clit. Forward and back. Never enough contact to push her over the edge, but just enough to slowly ramp up her arousal again. If he would only prolong the contact with her clit, she could get there. She wrapped one hand under his arm and around his back. The other reached low, grasping and releasing his ass in time to his thrusts. Spurring him on.
“Darlin’, I’m doing everything I can not to blow my load before you can come again.”
“That’s going to be soon.”
“Thank fuck.” He rotated his hips while he was sunk deep, rubbing her clit on the downward stroke.
“Right there. Like that.” He did it again and she came apart in his arms, digging her nails into his back and ass, and biting his shoulder.
Jase threw his head back and shouted his own release, thrusting hard once, twice, and staying buried the third time. He collapsed most of his weight on her, breathing hard while running his mouth along the hollow of her shoulder.
He raised his head to look down at her. “You doing that on purpose?”
“Doing what?”
“Pulsing around my cock.”
“Aftershock,” she explained as she licked the base of his neck.
“It’s gonna make me hard again,” he said.
“Okay.”
