“God, yes,” Jodi moaned as her arms tightened around him.
He brushed his lips against hers before he pulled back just far enough so that he could watch her. He gazed down into her eyes as he continued to roll his hips, sliding in and out of her, every stroke coating his cock and making the returning slide that much smoother. He’d never felt anything better in his life. He’d never felt like this before, like he was home. In her arms, he felt like everything in his life was the way that it should be.
“You are so beautiful, Jodi,” Danny said, shifting his weight onto his right arm so that he could cup her face with his other hand. He traced her plump bottom lip with his thumb. “So goddamn beautiful.”
Her lip trembled beneath his touch as her lips pulled up into a watery smile. “Thank you,” Jodi whispered, leaning up and kissed him. He followed her lips as she laid her head back down on the floor. She ran her hands down his back and over the curve of his ass, encouraging him to continue.
He continued to thrust inside her, harder and faster to match the kiss, which had gone out of control. No matter how many times he’d imagined fucking her over the last few months, he’d never imagined that it could feel this good.
“Oh, shit!” he groaned as he felt her tighten around him.
She moaned, long and loud against his mouth as he quickened his thrust, slamming into her harder and faster, struggling to hold back, to hold on for her.
“Danny!” she cried out as he felt her clamp down around him. He growled her name as he lost control.
Gasping for air, he laid on top of her, kissing her face, her nose, and her chin, unable to stop smiling as he did it. It wasn’t until he kissed her firm lips that he realized that something was wrong.
“Ow!”
“Don’t move.”
“How bad is it?” Jodi asked, biting her lip as she risked a glance over her shoulder to find the bastard struggling not to laugh.
“It’s ummm,” Danny cleared his throat, “not that bad.”
“Liar,” she muttered pathetically as she turned back around and sat there, trying to pretend that she didn’t have major rugburn covering the back of her arms, her back, and her bottom.
He chuckled as he leaned forward and kissed the top of her shoulders, one of the few places that wasn’t covered with rugburn. “It’s not that bad,” he clearly lied because every inch of her back and bottom was on fire.
Fire!
“Is-is it bleeding?” Jodi asked, worrying her bottom lip, praying that he did a better job of lying to her this time.
A long-drawn-out sigh was her answer. “I’m really sorry, sweetheart.”
At that, Jodi turned her head and buried her face in her pillow. “It was worth it,” she mumbled because it had been worth it…
At least, it had been until the most intense orgasm of her life had slowed down and she’d realized that her back was on fire. That’s when she may have started freaking out…a bit.
He chuckled as he gently ran his fingers through her hair. “I’m glad that you think so, sweetheart.”
“It was,” Jodi mumbled with a nod and a little sniffle.
“I’m a little out of my league with this one,” Danny admitted with a sigh, which made her a little nervous because that meant-
“We have two choices here, Tinkerbelle,” Danny said, taking her hand into his. “I can either take you to the emergency room or go get my brother.”
Yeah, that’s what she figured he was going to say.
“I’m fine,” Jodi said, and she was fine just as long as she didn’t move or care that seventy percent of her body was on fire.
“Sweetheart,” he said, giving her hand a small squeeze, “you’ve got some serious rugburn from a hotel carpet. Besides the fact that it looks really painful, I’m concerned about all the bacteria.”
“I’ll just rinse off in the shower. It will be fine,” she said, moving to do just that when Danny decided to go into detail.
“Sweetheart, it’s a hotel room carpet,” he stressed. “It’s probably coated with dirt, sweat, rotted food, urine, semen, fecal-”
“Okay,” Jodi rushed out, cutting him off as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to think about all the bacteria coating her body, “go get your brother!”
