I push her hair off the back of her neck and press my mouth to the curve where her neck meets her shoulder. I rest my lips on her neck and breathe, relishing the shiver that rolls through her body. She leans into me, the full press of her body against mine, and my cock stiffens so fast it aches.
Her back hits the counter edge, and we’re so close I can see a sexy flush climbing her throat. I kiss her deeply, my tongue dancing with hers. Sliding my hands under the hem of her sweater, I caress her soft skin.
She gasps against my mouth. Her fingers quickly find my jacket and shove it off my shoulders. She’s already working at my shirt buttons impatiently, and her urgency tears through what’s left of my restraint. My hands tighten on her hips, and I pull her against me so she can feel exactly what she’s doing to me.
“Where’s your bed?”
Breathless, Tessa looks up at me and smiles. Taking my hand, she leads me down a hall.
We stop inside her bedroom door. After always being together in public, the quiet and privacy are a gift. In a rush that nearly makes my knees buckle, I realize that Tessa is the woman I’m going to spend the rest of my life with. I asked her to be my fake girlfriend to get my sister off my back. What I found was the realest thing I’d ever experienced.
I pull her sweater over her head, and my cock twitches at the sight of her simple white bra underneath. It’s not designed to seduce, but my mouth goes dry anyway. I drink in the curve of her breasts above the white cotton, the dip of her waist, and the gorgeous fullness of her stomach. My cock throbs. I want my hands on every inch of her.
Tessa moves to cross her arms over her chest, but I gently catch her wrists and lower them to her sides.
My shirt is already half-open from the kitchen. She pushes it off my shoulders and presses her lips to my chest.
Kneeling, I press a kiss to her bare stomach. Fuck. I can’t wait to taste her sweet pussy again. I slide her panties down her legs, grinning when she steps out of them and I see her glistening sex. I have never wanted anything the way I want this woman.
“You’re spectacular.” The words come out low and hoarse. My cock is so hard it hurts, yearning to be buried in her pussy.
She pulls me to my feet and quickly undresses me. Smiling, she walks me backward to the bed, pushing me to sit on the edge. Then she sinks to her knees between my thighs, and the sight of her there nearly makes me come before she’s even touched me.
Tessa kneels in front of me with a sultry look, and my body shakes when her hand wraps around my twitching cock. She strokes me slowly, looking up at me and grinning as she watches what she’s doing to me.
Then she wraps her mouth around me, the tip of her tongue flicking against the tip of my cock. My head drops back, jaw locked, a groan ripping out of the back of my throat.
Her hot, wet mouth slides over my cock, licking and sucking. When she pumps my cock with her hand while sucking my tip, alternating with removing her hand and taking my full length in her mouth, teasing me and making my body vibrate as my orgasm rushes through me, aching to explode.
Watching Tessa suck my cock is something I could watch forever, her eyes flicking up to mine, the way she hums when my fingers tighten in her hair.
My thighs shake as the pleasure building in me tightens my spine. I push into her mouth, wanting to watch her milk me. But I don’t want to finish like this. I want to be inside her. Want to feel her come while I’m looking into her eyes. I want to feel her pussy clench my cock as I make her come again. I didn’t run across the city and tear my heart open on a bridge to come on the edge of her bed.
Tessa looks up—lips swollen, dark eyes questioning—as I cup her face and gently pull her off me.
“Not like this.” My voice is thick and unsteady. “Get into bed.”
I lay her back and cover her body with mine, skin to skin, her breasts pressed against my chest, her thighs parting as I sink between them. Her legs wrap around my waist, and her heels dig into my lower back, pulling me closer. The wet heat of her pussy bathes my cock, and it takes everything I have not to push inside her.
Instead, I reach between us and rub the tip of my cock through her slick juices. I pause, and her eyes find mine.
“Please,” she whispers.
I push in slowly. The tight, slick heat of her pussy gripping my cock makes my arms tremble with the effort of not thrusting into her with the speed of a jackhammer. Her back lifts off the mattress, and her mouth falls open on a guttural moan. I surge harder inside her, knowing I’m the one pulling that sound from her. Sinking inch by inch, I let her body adjust and open around me until I’m balls deep and we’re both clinging to each other.
I press my forehead against hers. Being inside her, face to face, nothing between us—this is the most intense experience of my life. Nothing has ever come close to this. I let myself enjoy this moment, then slowly work my hips, teasing Tessa as she pushes up against me and wiggles her hips.
“Move,” she whispers, reaching for my ass and pulling me down.
I start slowly, a deep, rolling rhythm that draws a moan out of her with every stroke, sending heat straight through my cock. Ipull nearly all the way out and push back in. Her hands grasp my shoulders as she gasps and tries to make me move faster.
I give her three hard, fast thrusts that make her cry out, her arms wrapping around me, and then I slow down again. Almost stop.
She whimpers, and her hips roll, chasing the friction.
“I said I was going to take my time,” I grin, lowering my mouth and kissing her jaw. “We have all night.”
The slow pace is exquisite agony. The slick grip of her pussy, the way her inner muscles clench when I hit her G-spot and she shakes in my arms, the hitch of her breathing on each deep stroke. She clenches, I groan, my groan makes her clench harder, and this is the best fucking feeling on the planet.
