I take my time. Learning what makes her gasp. What makes her hips buck. What makes her knees squeeze my head hard enough to hurt. She’s responsive as hell, and I’m memorizing every reaction. When I slide two fingersinside her, curling them just right, her whole body arches off the bed.
“Oh God, yes, right there.” Her words tumble out, desperate and raw. “Don’t stop, that feels so fucking good.”
I don’t let up. I pump my fingers faster, seal my lips around her clit and suck, and she shatters above me.
“Jake, fuck, I’m coming, oh God?—”
Her thighs tremble against my shoulders as she rides it out, gasping my name. I’ve never seen anything sexier in my entire life.
Before she can catch her breath, I’m reaching for my nightstand, grabbing a condom from the drawer. My hands are unsteady as I tear it open and roll it on.
She props herself up on her elbows, watching me with dazed eyes. “That was…”
“Just the warm-up.” I crawl back over her, and she reaches up to pull me down into a kiss. She can probably taste herself on my tongue, and that makes everything hotter.
I reach between us, lining myself up. “Look at me.”
Her eyes meet mine as I push inside slowly, letting her feel every inch of me as I watch her face the entire time. Her eyes flutter closed. Her mouth falls open. And the feel of her, tight and wet and perfect around me, I know I’m completely ruined for anyone else.
“Eyes on me,” I say, my voice rough.
She opens them, and for a moment, everything else falls away. It’s just us. Just this.
“Move,” she breathes. “Please, Jake, I need you to move.”
I pull almost all the way out, then drive back in. Hard. Deep. She gasps, nails digging into my shoulders.
“Like that?” I ask.
“Yes. Fuck, yes. Harder.”
I obey, setting a rhythm that has us both panting. She matches me thrust for thrust, her hips rolling to take me deeper. I can feel the sweat building between us, hear the slap of skin on skin, the headboard hitting the wall with each thrust.
“God, you feel so good,” she moans. “So fucking deep.”
I slide one hand under her ass, angling her hips higher, and she cries out.
“There, right there, don’t stop, please don’t fucking stop.”
Outside, fireworks explode in cascades of color, lighting up the room and framing her perfect gorgeous face. I can’t look away from her. The way her eyes go unfocused or the way her lips part. She looks at me like I’m giving her everything she needs.
I feel her tighten around me, her breath shallow and desperate. I can barely hold back.
“Touch yourself,” I tell her. “I want to feel you come around me.”
She slides her hand between us without hesitation, her fingers finding her clit. The moment she touches herself, she moans, and I nearly lose it.
“That’s it,” I encourage, my voice rough. “Make yourself come. Let me feel it.”
“Jake, I’m so close, I’m so—oh fuck?—”
She comes hard, clenching around me, her whole body going taut as she cries out. The sight of her, the feel of herpulsing around me, pushes me over the edge. I bury myself deep and let go, pleasure flooding through me so powerfully I see stars.
For a long moment, neither of us moves. Both of us breathing heavy, hearts pounding against each other.
Finally, I pull out and deal with the condom, then collapse beside her on the bed.
“That was…” She trails off.
