Licking his lips in anticipation of that sweet treat that he’d long ago become addicted to, he dropped to his knees. “Are you ready, Jodi?” Danny asked, pulling his fingers away before she could answer.
He leaned in and ran the tip of his tongue through her slit, groaning as her sweet syrup coated his tongue. She tasted so fucking good, better than anything he’d ever tasted before. Closing his eyes, Danny leaned in further, savoring her as he ran the tip of his tongue over her core.
He loved the way she moaned, but he loved it more when she moaned his name, so he made her do it again and again until he was forced to slap his hands against the tiled wall as his body trembled. He wanted her. God, how he fucking wanted her.
“Danny, please!” Jodi sobbed, pushing back against his tongue.
He could have let her come like this, but…
He needed to be inside her.
He gave her one last, long lick before he stood up. He shifted his legs, cupped her hip with one hand as he reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock, struggling to resist the urge to stroke himself as he quickly positioned the head of his cock at her slit.
“Which one did you like better?” Danny asked, simply to have something to distract himself with as he slowly pushed inside her.
“This,” Jodi said, reaching back and slapping her hand on his hip, “I like this.”
“I like this too, baby,” Danny said, pushing the rest of the way inside her.
He reached around her and cupped her neglected breast, gently squeezing it as he weighed her breast in his hand, loving the way her hard nipple felt against his palm. He pulled back, groaning at the loss of her tight sheath, only to moan when he pushed back inside, loving the way her silk walls tightened around him in welcome.
It felt good.
It felt like he was coming home.
“You feel good, Jodi,” Danny growled as he leaned down and kissed her shoulder, her neck, wishing that he could kiss her properly, but she had her forehead pressed against the tiled wall, panting as he took her from behind. “So fucking good.”
He dropped his hand away from her hip and reached between her legs, needing to make this so good for her that it didn’t matter that he wasn’t in love with her. He needed her to love this, to need it so badly that it made up for everything else. He knew that it made him a selfish bastard, but he needed her to love him.
Chapter 37
“I could do this all fucking day,” Danny growled in her ear.
Keeping her forehead pressed against the tile, she licked her lips and spread her legs further apart to give him better access. He rewarded her with a kiss on her shoulder and a groaned, “Good girl,” as he added a second finger between her legs and pushed in deeper.
He rubbed the tip of her clit with the pads of his fingers in a circular motion so that there was a slight break in contact, teasing her in a way that she’d never expected. Her hand tightened on his hip, holding him close as she stood there on the verge of the most powerful orgasm of her life. She felt the muscles in his hips work as he thrust inside her. God, he felt good, Jodi thought as the hand she had pressed against the wall fisted and a scream tore from her lips.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” Danny groaned encouragingly as he increased the pressure between her legs and made his thrusts shallow.
The immediate change in pressure tore another scream from her throat and this time, there was no fighting it. Her trembling legs gave out and she would have fallen if Danny hadn’t wrapped an arm around her. He kept her standing as he groaned in her ear, her name coming out in a tortured snarl as she felt him harden further inside her. Another scream tore from her lips when she felt him coming inside her.
They stood there for several minutes, catching their breath while Danny held her in his arms. He kissed her shoulder, earning a shaky laugh from her as she wondered if her legs would ever work right again.
“I’ll give you a few more minutes,” he said, pressing a kiss against her other shoulder.
“Before?” Jodi asked, having to stop to catch her breath.
“Before we move on to phase two of my game plan.”
“Oh, God, Danny, I can’t!”
“Yes,” he growled, bending her over the arm of the small love seat, “you can.”
Holding his erection, he traced the curve of her ass with the tip. She moaned as she wiggled that delectable ass that he’d just spent the last twenty minutes gripping as he’d fucked her against the wall. He should be exhausted. Hell, he shouldn’t even be able to move after the last four hours, but he couldn’t get enough of her.
“You bastard,” Jodi choked out with a groan when he traced the soft skin between her legs.
“So fucking soft,” Danny growled, licking his lips as he continued to run the head of his cock over her slit and the soft skin protecting his favorite place on earth.
