I drove my fingers inside, pumping savagely as deeply as her wetness would allow. There was nothing sweeter than her moan of happiness, a sound that would remain with me for a long time to come.
After coming down from the blissful rapture, she remained where she was, her back rising and falling from her labored breathing. She had no idea how much she’d affected me with her sudden appearance.
Even with my cock pressing tightly against my jeans, desire stronger than I’d felt in a very long time, I wasn’t in a hurry. We were here together for as long as the flood lasted with little to do.
She seemed content and from where I stood, I could see a slight smile on her swollen lips. With her eyes cinched closed, she appeared more peaceful than before.
A few seconds later, she rolled her arms over her head. I swept hair from her face so I could see her much better, using the moment to trail my fingers down her long neck to her back. She didn’t move while I continued my exploration, dragging my fingers down her spine to the cleft in her ass.
There’d been so many things that happened in eight years. I wasn’t the same man I’d been before and I doubted she was the same vibrant girl eager to take on the world. Time and space changed someone even if they didn’t want to change.
She seemed comfortable even on the hard surface, but the last thing I wanted was for her to remain somewhere where she’d feel strange or discontent. Who the hell was I all of a sudden? Laughing to myself, I pulled her into my arms, slowly turning her so she’d face me.
Only when I brushed my hand through her hair did she open her eyes. Just as she’d done before when comforting me after learning of my brother’s death, she was searching for something I wasn’t certain I could provide.
Freedom from the demons that had plagued me long before Will had lost his life.
But she didn’t need to hear my tales of woe. She had her own life and enough to deal with.
She licked her lips and allowed her gaze to fall. “You have me at a disadvantage,” she said in her whispered, sultry voice.
“How’s that?”
“I’m completely naked and you’re not. How is that fair?”
“Who said I was fair?”
“Ah, so that’s how you won all those competitions. You distracted the judges by flashing your sensual smile.”
Her playful accusations were unexpected, so much so I burst into laughter easily. Another rarity these days. “Mmm… You got me. You’re not going to tell on me, are you? I’ll have to give back all those trophies and belt buckles I won.”
“Well, that would be the right thing to do.” She pushed me back by a few inches, taking a deep breath as she slowly rubbed her palms down my chest. I noticed she was paying close attention to the ink I’d had done over the years.
My brothers had taunted me, saying I was just trying to fit that bad boy image I’d created for myself. When she frowned, I was surprised. “You don’t like what you see?”
“No. I mean yes, I do. They’re very sexy. They remind me of you.” She trailed her finger along one of the artistic pieces, a dagger that I’d allowed the artist to select. That had been the most recent, the one I’d gotten the day of Will’s funeral.
She took her time, her eyes following, shifting from one arm to the other then finally to my chest. She took a deep breath and held it as she brushed the tips down from my shoulders to my chest and further.
Finally, she allowed a slight smile, one that held mischievous promise while her fingers touched the waistband of my jeans. This time, I didn’t stop her from unfastening the button.
All the while, she darted a glance at my face, even biting her lower lip. It was impossible not to be amused as well as enjoy the moment completely. While she was still exploring, I grabbed my glass, pulling the rim to my lips.
As if startling her, she stopped her movements altogether. The lust in her eyes was incredible, causing a powerful and highly hypnotic effect. She had no intention of stopping her actions. With the button undone, she pulled on my zipper, all the while smiling as she did.
When I rubbed my hand down her arm, she offered the same stern look from before. How was it that this woman could make me smile when nothing and no one else could?
She even took my glass from my hand, taking a deep swig of the whiskey. Instead of handing it back, she placed the drink on the counter as if I’d been a very bad boy and didn’t deserve any alcohol.
I was ready to complain when she peeled away the two sides of my jeans. There was another hitch in her breath and she shifted her concentration to my groin.
Of course my cock was throbbing, so much so my pants were uncomfortable. After rescuing her, I’d taken less than a minute to yank off my wet clothes and shuck on others. That meant I hadn’t bothered with underwear.
Seeing her look of surprise in realizing I’d gone commando had me close to laughing. I had to wonder if she realized how much every reaction caused me to come close to losing control around her. Or maybe the truth was that she’d gained the very control I’d sensed she’d wanted minutes before.
What the hell, I’d allow her. However, the discomfort of having my dick pinned behind the tight confines of the denim was making me cranky. If the woman didn’t hurry, I would lose my mind.
She tugged on both sides and by just pulling down the edges by a couple of inches, she finally exposed my cock. The slight gasp of approval was the kind of thing every man wanted to hear. As tight as she was, I’d need to go very slowly when I filled her with my shaft.
