Page 39 of Playing for Keeps (Seattle Hawks Ice Hockey #4)
Jay
I seriously never considered anything could feel this good with anyone, and I’m not even inside her properly yet.
She blinks up at me, her cheeks rosy and her eyes alight with lust and wanting.
And fuck, do I want her, too. More than I’ve ever wanted anything or anyone.
In fact, right now, I’d give her the fucking world.
And even though I can’t even believe we’re here in my cabin, in this big king-sized bed that feels like it was made for us, it’s also like it’s always been this way.
There’s something so comfortable and warm about her.
The feeling of rightness, at least, I think that’s what it is. I never felt it before, even with Sara.
I admit, I’ve always had one foot permanently planted outside the door, never expecting I’d even want to step it inside. But with Jade, it’s like she’s the breath to my lungs and the fire to my heart. Right now, it seems she’s the reason it keeps pumping so hard.
I clutch my cock by the base and rub it through her crease, her eyes locked on mine as I guide the head to her waiting entrance.
Circling over her hole a few times, feeling how slippery she is, only makes me throb for her even more.
I nudge the tip inside her with a gentle push as she arches her back once more in a long, pleasurable moan.
I have to work to keep my composure, I can feel my own body trembling under me.
My limbs aching with just as much desire, like every cell in my body is echoing her name.
“Baby, oh, god.” I push in a little more as she opens her knees wider, creating more room for our hips to work together.
Her inner warmth pulls me in immediately, wrapping around my cock like it owns me, claiming me as much as I’m claiming her.
I take it as slow as possible, nudging myself in a little more, knowing how worried she was when she first saw the outline of my cock through my underwear.
She definitely felt it when she was pressed up against me earlier.
It still makes me smile at her reaction when he bounced out at her for the first time.
There’s no way that’s going to fit! Her wide-eyes and open mouth hammered her point home.
“Jay,” she moans, as we mold slowly together like our bodies are making their way back to themselves, even though they’ve never truly met. Not like this, anyway. My heart pounds at this new realization; we are just made to fit.
“Yeah, Babe?”
“That’s so good, you feel so good.”
My lips brush past hers, I’m being careful not to move too much, I just want her to adjust and know that I’m not going to hurt her and she’s got nothing to be afraid of.
“You were made for me,” I murmur. “Do you know that, Princess?”
She presses her lips up to mine, our slow dance seems to know all the steps now. “You’re being so careful,” she whispers back.
“I told you I would. And this is okay, right?”
“It’s perfect, you’re—oh!”
I flex my hips a little more and nudge deeper, I feel her visibly relax as her glorious fucking channel swallows the rest of me hole.
It’s like being sucked into a deep, warm cave where I feel more at home than I’ve ever felt before.
A groan rocks out of me as I still my movements.
Looking up at her, I take in her beauty as I brush my hand along her forehead, moving aside the escaped hair in front of her eyes.
“Jade, holy fuck.”
She holds onto my arms like she’s gripping my soul, and at this point she has it, she has everything I have to give.
“We made it,” she pants, the rise and fall of her chest making my eyes dip to her tits.
I bend to take a peak in my mouth and brush over it with my tongue.
This should get her juices flowing for a little extra lubrication, not that it feels like she needs any at this point.
“Ohhhh.” That sexy buck of her hips and arch of her back has me sliding my arm underneath her and holding her close to me as I let go of her nipple and move across to the other.
Swiping it with my nose a couple of times, my lips find her perky little cherry and I suck the whole damned thing into my mouth.
My tongue does overtime as my hips slowly pull back, my dick dragging halfway out of her, then I push back in and still once more.
Jade’s hands find my hair again, and I love the way she tugs on it with just the right amount of pressure.
I do the hip thing again and feel her start to move with me while I suckle her bud over and over again.
I know now that this really gets her going, I can feel her getting wetter and wetter the more I play with her nipples.
“More?” I ask her, swiping over to her other nipple and giving the same attention to it.
“Yes.” Her breath is fast and ragged, the same as mine, but she’s adjusting to me nicely and it’s everything I could have ever asked for. Fucking perfect. “I want more.”
I chuckle as I rock my hips to find a slow rhythm and I thrust up deep into her, holding her in place with my arm around her back as she arches off the bed.
She’s so fucking bendy too, I’m kinda loving this whole yoga thing even more now. She’s as limber and supple as they come. And boy, I really want to hear her come again. I want to feel her walls close in on me when I take her to heaven and back, then I want her to milk my orgasm right out of me.
I rock my hips with a little more beat and a little more vigor.
Now I know she’s warmed up and we fit like a glove, we can play a little.
I move my arm from under her and she drops back to the mattress.
Lifting my head from her tits, I press my hands to the mattress beside her shoulders and look down to see how we look from this angle, when I’m sliding in and out of her sweet hole.
Jesus. Holy fuck. To see my swollen dick enter her body and slide out again a moment later, only to be pulled back in, is a sweet torture that tugs to the depths of me and tells me I need to come.
Not yet . I close my eyes and fucking will myself to stay strong.
I’ll be damned if I’m going to shoot my load before I’ve given her another release. It’s just not how I roll.
“You look so sexy, J,” I say, my hips thrusting in and out now. I avoid looking at my disappearing act below because I won’t last if I do. “This little body, I just want to fucking squeeze it.”
“I love everything you do,” she pants, wrapping her arms around my back, her short nails scorch my skin as she drags them down to my ass. Her palms flatten out over my ass cheeks as they tense and release at the movement of our lovemaking.
And that’s what this is right now. It had to be like this the first time. Sure, I want to fuck her into oblivion, but that time will come later. I always wanted it to be like this and I’m enjoying it so much, savoring every thrust and every second we’re connected.
“And I love how you respond to me.”
“Your dick in me is perfect, Jay. We’re so perfect.”
“I told ya.” My voice is deep and gravelly, taking in her scent, the sounds of our bodies moving together and both of our never-ending moans and groans. “It was always gonna be good, Baby. I want to worship this body like no one ever has.”
“You already do. But no holding back, not now I know we fit.”
A chuckle rumbles through my chest. “We were always gonna fit, Little J.”
“You’re not so little,” she giggles as we pick up the pace. “I’m gonna be feeling this tomorrow.”
“Oh Honey, I’m only just getting started.”
Her grip on me tightens, and we meet each other thrust for thrust. My hand reaches between us, reaching for that sweet spot I love so much.
I know she must still be sensitive there after what I did to her earlier, and I loved eating her out so damned much.
This could be my new favorite past-time.
I also feel smug beyond smug about being the first to make her come like that.
“Jay—oh—oh.”
I glance down again at our connection and squeeze my eyes shut. The pull of her orgasm is about to take me over the edge. “Babe, I’m gonna?—”
“JAY!” Her body rocks forward as she lets go, the vibration of her release humming over my cock propels my own to the surface and I’m calling out her name as I pulse hot spurts inside her. My body feels like it’s been temporarily possessed by something awesome.
“FUCK!” I groan. “BABY, OH GOD.”
We hold onto each other as we ride out our ecstasy in tandem, as if we’ve both latched on to the same entangled wave and we’re crashing to the shore, letting the tide take us wherever it wants to. And in this moment I don’t care. I’m not concerned about where I land, as long as it’s with her.
It takes several long moments, which seem to last forever, before we find any sense of reality and slow our breathing. The strong hold we both have on each other finally subsides a little.
We’re sweat soaked and both panting for all it’s worth. I glide a hand up to her side to rest on her hip, my mouth finding her sweet lips as I place a kiss on them and we lie for the longest moment just catching our breath.
“You’re a very dangerous woman,” I say with a wicked smile when I pull back from a tender kiss.
“I think you’re the one corrupting me,” she replies with a smile as big as mine.
I squeeze her around the middle, place a kiss on her forehead, and slowly ease out of her and roll onto my side.
I don’t like the connection breaking, but I need to hold her without crushing her and take in everything that just happened.
“Corrupting?” I thumb to myself in the dark. “Is that something I would do?”
She pokes me in the shoulder as I wrap a warm arm around her waist and pull her flush to my body so we can snuggle.
I draw my face into her neck in response and breathe in her sweet, coconut and vanilla scent.
It’s something I could fucking bathe in if I knew what it was.
And I love that it’s all over me. “Oh, you know it’s something you’d do.
And have done. That little stint between my thighs with your tongue for one. ”
I wrap my spare arm around the back of my head like I can afford to be so fucking smug.
There’s no question I enjoyed every second of it and maybe I’m a dick for liking the praise, but hey, I’ll take it.
“Oh, that was fucking epic,” I agree. “I plan to eat you every second I get over this weekend, Princess. I’ll do you with my tongue next time. ”
“You and your dirty mouth.” She nuzzles into me and it’s the sweetest fucking thing in the world. Here we are, laid up in a hotel room, after months of me jonesing for her, and I just had the best sex of my entire life.
What I’m usually used to now is the woman leaving, because sleeping is usually something I prefer to do alone. But there’s no way I want her to go. There’s no way I’m even remotely done with her tonight.
I want her here when I wake up in the morning. I want her body wrapped around me all night long.
“You love it,” I chuckle, watching the rise and fall of her breathing in the dappled moonlight.
“I can’t deny a thing.” She holds up her palms and then wraps her arms around me. “This feels so right, Jay.”
“Tell me about it.”
“What are we gonna do?” she whispers. I know it’s a loaded question because she more than likely isn’t just talking about right now, for the rest of the night or the weekend. There’s a lot to consider now we’ve crossed over that line.
But I meant what I said, there’s no going back.
“Whatever we want,” I say. “We can make our own rules.”