his engorged cock, then seconds later
he was back. He slid her higher on the bed and prowled over her, then his hot, hard
flesh nudged her opening. She gasped as his massive cockhead slid inside. His enormous
shaft moved deeper, stretching her with his tremendous girth, gliding on forever as
he filled her.
Then he stilled, his big body over hers, holding most of his weight on his arms, as
they both sucked in air.
“You’re so big. I can hardly believe you’re all the way inside me.”
He chuckled and kissed her lightly. Then he began to move. Drawing out slowly, then
gliding back in. Stroking her sensitive passage.
Ramping up her pleasure.
His solid flesh slid in and out, over and over again, thrilling her with each stroke.
She grasped his broad, muscular shoulders, arching against him. She squeezed him and
the intense pleasure of his rock-hard shaft moving inside her sent her senses reeling.
Wild sensations tingled through her and she gasped as he drove deeper still.
He pumped faster and her breathing accelerated.
“Tell me you’re going to come.” His words rasped against her ear.
She nodded, barely able to catch her breath.
“I want to hear you say it.”
“I’m going to…” She moaned as pleasure swelled within her. He thrust faster. “Oh,
God, I’m going to come.”
“Yes. Come for me, baby.”
An orgasm blasted through her. “Oh … Yes … I’m coming.” She gasped, then wailed long
and loud.
He thrust deep and hard, then jerked against her and groaned.
She clung to his shoulders as he catapulted her orgasm to a new level. She sucked
in a breath, then continued to moan as she shot to heaven.
Slowly, she returned to earth and the warmth of his body over hers. He rolled to his
side, taking her with him, then wrapped his arm around her waist and drew her close.
She rested her head against his solid chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.
Part of her wanted to scoot off to the bathroom and collect herself. Another part
wanted to stay right here, all cozy and warm. If she left, he would probably gather
up his clothes and leave. She wouldn’t even get to see him dress. He’d give her a
quick good-bye kiss and be gone. Never to be seen again.
That’s how one-night stands worked, right?
And that’s what she wanted, right?
He stroked her hair. It felt so sweet and tender.
She glanced at the clock. Eleven thirty.
“Are you tired?” he asked.
“Um, yes. I have an early morning.”
Unfortunately, he would probably take that as his cue to leave.
“Of course.” But instead of grabbing his clothes and pulling them on, he reached for
the bedside lamp and turned it out, then enveloped her in his embrace.
Her head settled against his chest again, the steady thumping of his heart against
her ear, and she decided she really liked this. Being close to him. Hearing his heartbeat.
She’d missed having a man in her bed. Being close and cozy. Feeling loved.
Well, maybe not loved, but cared for.
His breathing slowed. She closed her eyes and lost herself in the warmth of his arms.
He was an interesting man. Domineering but completely focused on her pleasure. Teasing
and authoritative all at once. She mused at how sexy it had been. She never would
have thought she’d be okay being ordered around by a man, but it had been a major
turn-on.
And being with him had been nothing like being with Storm whose lovemaking was more
tender and solicitous. In fact, she thought with satisfaction, Storm hadn’t even entered
her mind until now. Maybe she really was starting to get over him.
* * *
Jessica woke up and opened her eyes. It was still dark. And a man’s arms were around
her. She glanced toward him. Although she couldn’t really see his features in the
dark, she remembered Dane’s face. So much like Storm’s.
Oh, man, she couldn’t believe she’d actually had sex with this man she hardly knew.
And the things