Hell, with an invitation like that, who was she to say no? Swirling her tongue around the underside of his head before releasing him, she picked up the strip he’d dropped on the bed and tore off a square.
Shane took it from her and opened it, rolling the thin circle down his length.
“No.” He stopped her from lying on the bed. “I want to play with your tits while you ride me.”
He laid down and settled her on top of him. Kinley wasn’t shy by any means but being on full display brought out every single one of her insecurities. The roundness of her stomach gave evidence to her love of chocolate. The outside of her hips had stretch marks from a sudden growth spurt when she was fourteen that no amount of cocoa butter or aloe could ever erase.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” Shane’s fingers dug into the globes of her ass, sliding her back and forth over the length of his cock resting against his abdomen. His gaze traveling down her body felt like a physical caress. Edging his hand around her hip, he rubbed the pad of his thumb through her folds and around her clit.
Just like that, she was firing on all cylinders again. Rising up on her knees, she grasped his erection and positioned herself over it. With a gasp at the first intrusion, she released her weight letting the burn and stretch determine her speed. Fully seated she paused, letting her head fall back and bracing her hands on his thighs.
He’d bottomed out and her whole lower body clenched around him.
Shane grunted as if in pain.
She raised her head. “Are you okay?”
“No.” He bent his knees behind her and braced his feet, pushing her back to lean against his legs. “You feel so goddamn good all I want to do is drive up into you until I come so hard, I go blind.”
“Okay,” she said. “But without the going blind part.”
He smirked up at her. “I’m not making any promises. Ride me, Kinley.”
She swiveled her hips, rising and lowering. The burn had disappeared, replaced by the torturous push and pull of his cock. True to his word, he cupped her breasts, squeezing and releasing in time to her movements.
“So beautiful,” he whispered.
Her orgasm built quickly. Every time she dropped down and circled her hips, his cock head hit the front wall of her channel and her clit rubbed against his pubic bone. When he pinched her nipples between his thumb and finger, there was no stopping the spasms of release.
“Ah!” She sank into him and rubbed back and forth, bracing her hands on his shoulders while she tried to keep the waves of pleasure going.
He shifted under her and grabbed her hips in a punishing grip, raising and lowering her while he thrust up to meet her each time she came down. Then he flipped her onto her back and wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Hold on.” He crushed his mouth to hers while he drove into her.
She curled one hand around his shoulders and the other into the soft curls at the back of his head. A second orgasm took her by surprise and she threw her head back.
Shane dropped his head into the curve of her neck and thrust hard, staying there as his body shuddered.
It was several minutes before their breathing returned to any semblance of normal. Kinley still had her arms and legs wrapped around Shane while he peppered her neck and shoulder with soft kisses. She didn’t want to let him go.
“Are you blind?” she asked.
His body shook with laughter, shaking her and the bed along with it. He lifted his head and brushed a strand of hair away from her face. “No, but I did see stars.” He kissed her on the lips and pushed up, going into the small bathroom and closing the door.
Kinley stared up at the underside of the thatch roof. Yeah…so did she.
CHAPTER9
Shane tugged on the vines and branches, doing his best to cover the Jeep at the end of the so-called road they’d managed to follow that far. “It’s probably three full days on foot from here to the edge of the ruins.”
“Yeah.”
He glanced sharply at Kinley, concerned by her distracted tone. They’d set out before the sun had risen over the horizon and hadn’t said much to each other. Definitely nothing about what happened last night. He shouldn’t have let it go so far, but when her lips had touched his, all rational thought about doing the right thing had flown out of his head. His big head, because the little head had taken over all conscious thought after that.
Thankfully she appeared engrossed in the maps and imagery spread out on her pack, turning them one way and then the other, glancing occasionally at her notebook in her other hand.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
