He held her gently, loving the feel of her long hair against his skin. When her breathing finally calmed, she leaned back, causing him to groan at the added friction.
“You didn’t orgasm?” Her eyes were wide.
“No, I wanted to watch you.”
She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
He chuckled then wished he hadn’t as it moved his cock inside her tight sheath. “If you would like to reach fulfillment again, I suggest turning around.”
She looked behind her as if he meant she would see something then her breath caught as her sheath tightened. “Oh.”
He clenched his teeth at the sensation, not sure hewould be able to wait, but willing to try.
Slowly, she slid off his cock, stretching his control, but once the cooler air hit, he gathered air into his lungs again and sat straighter while she positioned herself over him once more, this time facing away from him. She sat down fast, spearing herself on his cock and sending a spike of need tightening his balls.
Joy looked at him over her shoulder.“Sorry.”
He shook his head, his jaw still clenched. Taking slow deep breaths, he eventually found some semblance of control, though not much.
“I’ve never done it this way. What do I do?”
He wrapped his arm around her waist. “Just move up and down and enjoy.”
She looked at him over her shoulder and winked. “That I can do.”
He sucked in another deep breath at the excitement in her eyes beforeshe turned away again. Fux, he wouldn’t last. Before she could start, he moved his hand down to her clit and rubbed his finger against it. Her sheath immediately tightened.
With his other hand, he cupped her breast and used his fingers to tweak her nipple. Again, her sheath tightened.
“I don’t think this will be very long.” Her words were whispered in worried tones.
“I’m ready when you are.”More than ready.
She leveraged herself up and glided back down. Her sheath sucked at his length as his finger rubbed against her barbell. He buried his face in her hair, the scent of peppermint more enticing than before.
She moved again, and he held his breath, trying to keep his orgasm at bay. Finding her rhythm, she kept a methodic pace that gradually increased. High-pitched moans left herthroat with each downward movement.
He forced himself to focus on her body, but the pulsing within her sheath pulled him closer to letting go. Just when he thought he’d failed, her sheath squeezed and she yelled.
“Malcolm!”
His body shuddered as his hips thrust upward, unable to control his actions. He grasped her breast in one hand and pressed her pelvis tightly to him, his cock pumpingout his pleasure, filling her.
His head fell back against the stone as his own yell left him.
He remained like that as his breathing slowed and his body calmed, but at the vibration against his back, he groaned.
As much as he’d enjoyed being with Joy, it was time to return to work and discuss their final visits. He couldn’t tell her what he planned, or she’d stop him. His gut said he wasright and the only way to help Cameron was to put him in the middle of everything.
Joy leaned back against him, the scent of their lovemaking urging him to forget about their task a little longer, but he wanted it done and over.
“If I wasn’t already here, I’d think I’d died and gone to heaven.” At her giggle, her sheath pulsed against him.
He would be hard in a matter of seconds, if he didn’tget them back to their assignment. “Unfortunately, we have a job still to do.”
She sighed. “You’re right. I may be happy, but Holly isn’t. I think she’s even more confused about what she should do.”
“I agree.”
