One Long Embrace
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“What if somebody sees us?” she murmured.
Jay pressed a kiss to her neck and pumped his finger in and out of her. “That’s the risk you take when you’re a bad girl.”
Tara moaned. “Don’t play with me, Jay! Are you gonna fuck me or not?”
“All in good time,” he stalled, looking around, trying to remember whether he’d stashed condoms anywhere in the galley, but drew a blank. The closest he had any condoms was in a drawer in the main cabin.
Reluctantly he pulled his finger from her. “Stay here. Don’t move.”
She turned her head and gave him an inquisitive look. “Where are you going?”
He had to grin at her disappointed expression. “Getting a condom.”
It took him all of fifteen seconds to find a condom and slip it on. When he returned to the galley, Tara was still bending over the kitchen island, her left cheek resting on the smooth surface, her ass pointing at him like an offering.
His cock twitched at the sight. He’d never been so eager, so impatient. When he reached her, he captured her hips with his hands and held her immobile. Then, without preamble, he drove his cock into her warm and wet cave, submerging himself in one continuous thrust.
Tara let out a choked moan. “Oh God!”
“Too hard?” he asked, stopping for a moment.
She shook her head and pushed her ass back at him, taking him deeper. Now it was his time to moan.
“Damn it, you feel good,” he ground out, clenching his teeth in an effort to fight back the urge to come.
How could this woman have such a devastating effect on his control? He’d always been in control of himself, had always known his limits. But Tara constantly took him by surprise. Was it because she looked so innocent, or because she was so direct? Was her lack of pretense getting under his skin and chipping away at the wall he’d built to protect himself from calculating women?
Jay fell into an easy rhythm, careful not to thrust too hard or too fast, even though he knew they both wanted it. But if he gave into his desires too quickly, this pleasurable encounter would be over too fast. Tara bent over the island, her naked torso pressed against the smooth surface, while his cock slid in and out of her, was something he couldn’t take his eyes off.
“I’ve never seen anything sexier than you spread out like this before me,” he murmured.
She turned her face, looking back at him. Her lips were parted, her pupils dilated. With one hand he reached for her face, traced her lips with his finger. She sucked it into her mouth as if she wanted to suck his cock instead.
“Darlin’, you’re killing me.” He wrenched his finger from her mouth.
“Fuck me harder, Jay. You know you want to.”
“And you? Do you want it, too?” Jay coaxed, though he knew the answer. It was written all over her face and amplified in the way she rocked her hips back to urge him to go deeper.
“Please!”
“I love it when you beg for it.” It made him even hotter. With both hands on her hips again, he pulled her toward him, at the same time slamming his cock forward.
All air seemed to rush out of her lungs, and a groan ripped from her throat. Music to his ears. His balls were burning now, eager to release the seed inside them. If he weren’t wearing a condom, he would have spilled minutes ago. But the latex provided a strong enough barrier to add a few precious minutes to his quickly fading stamina. Whereas he’d always been someone who could last a long time in bed, with Tara he could barely last a few minutes.
Feeling her sweet pussy wrapped around his cock, her muscles squeezing him, was better than anything else he’d ever felt. How any man could have ever thought that sex with Tara was boring, he couldn’t fathom. But right now he was glad for it. Because it meant that Tara had no other man in her life. She was free to be with him.
Knowing he wouldn’t last much longer, Jay let go of one hip and slid his hand around to her front.
“I need you to come with me, darlin’.”
“So close.”
He rubbed his finger over her clit, keeping his touch light but steady, while he continued to thrust into her from behind. “You’re so amazing,” he let her know. “So goddamn perfect! I could fuck you all day and all night.”
“Oh God, yes!”
He bent closer to her, bringing his lips to her neck, planting open-mouthed kisses on her glistening skin. “I wish I could just chain you to my bed and lick your beautiful, soft pussy whenever I feel like it. Would you like that, Tara? Would you like to be at the mercy of my mouth and my cock?”
Jay pressed a kiss to her neck and pumped his finger in and out of her. “That’s the risk you take when you’re a bad girl.”
Tara moaned. “Don’t play with me, Jay! Are you gonna fuck me or not?”
“All in good time,” he stalled, looking around, trying to remember whether he’d stashed condoms anywhere in the galley, but drew a blank. The closest he had any condoms was in a drawer in the main cabin.
Reluctantly he pulled his finger from her. “Stay here. Don’t move.”
She turned her head and gave him an inquisitive look. “Where are you going?”
He had to grin at her disappointed expression. “Getting a condom.”
It took him all of fifteen seconds to find a condom and slip it on. When he returned to the galley, Tara was still bending over the kitchen island, her left cheek resting on the smooth surface, her ass pointing at him like an offering.
His cock twitched at the sight. He’d never been so eager, so impatient. When he reached her, he captured her hips with his hands and held her immobile. Then, without preamble, he drove his cock into her warm and wet cave, submerging himself in one continuous thrust.
Tara let out a choked moan. “Oh God!”
“Too hard?” he asked, stopping for a moment.
She shook her head and pushed her ass back at him, taking him deeper. Now it was his time to moan.
“Damn it, you feel good,” he ground out, clenching his teeth in an effort to fight back the urge to come.
How could this woman have such a devastating effect on his control? He’d always been in control of himself, had always known his limits. But Tara constantly took him by surprise. Was it because she looked so innocent, or because she was so direct? Was her lack of pretense getting under his skin and chipping away at the wall he’d built to protect himself from calculating women?
Jay fell into an easy rhythm, careful not to thrust too hard or too fast, even though he knew they both wanted it. But if he gave into his desires too quickly, this pleasurable encounter would be over too fast. Tara bent over the island, her naked torso pressed against the smooth surface, while his cock slid in and out of her, was something he couldn’t take his eyes off.
“I’ve never seen anything sexier than you spread out like this before me,” he murmured.
She turned her face, looking back at him. Her lips were parted, her pupils dilated. With one hand he reached for her face, traced her lips with his finger. She sucked it into her mouth as if she wanted to suck his cock instead.
“Darlin’, you’re killing me.” He wrenched his finger from her mouth.
“Fuck me harder, Jay. You know you want to.”
“And you? Do you want it, too?” Jay coaxed, though he knew the answer. It was written all over her face and amplified in the way she rocked her hips back to urge him to go deeper.
“Please!”
“I love it when you beg for it.” It made him even hotter. With both hands on her hips again, he pulled her toward him, at the same time slamming his cock forward.
All air seemed to rush out of her lungs, and a groan ripped from her throat. Music to his ears. His balls were burning now, eager to release the seed inside them. If he weren’t wearing a condom, he would have spilled minutes ago. But the latex provided a strong enough barrier to add a few precious minutes to his quickly fading stamina. Whereas he’d always been someone who could last a long time in bed, with Tara he could barely last a few minutes.
Feeling her sweet pussy wrapped around his cock, her muscles squeezing him, was better than anything else he’d ever felt. How any man could have ever thought that sex with Tara was boring, he couldn’t fathom. But right now he was glad for it. Because it meant that Tara had no other man in her life. She was free to be with him.
Knowing he wouldn’t last much longer, Jay let go of one hip and slid his hand around to her front.
“I need you to come with me, darlin’.”
“So close.”
He rubbed his finger over her clit, keeping his touch light but steady, while he continued to thrust into her from behind. “You’re so amazing,” he let her know. “So goddamn perfect! I could fuck you all day and all night.”
“Oh God, yes!”
He bent closer to her, bringing his lips to her neck, planting open-mouthed kisses on her glistening skin. “I wish I could just chain you to my bed and lick your beautiful, soft pussy whenever I feel like it. Would you like that, Tara? Would you like to be at the mercy of my mouth and my cock?”
