Part 14 (2/2)
”I can do it. Just give me a minute.”
”Take your minute while I get what we need.”
”Okay.” He raised himself up and off her.
Jill got up and headed for the stairs, trying not to think about the fact that he was probably watching her naked a.s.s as she left the room. She found an unopened box of condoms in the master bathroom closet. The fact that it was unopened made her happy, for some strange reason. The idea of him spending time here with another woman didn't sit well with her.
”You're already turning into a jealous fool,” she whispered to herself, avoiding the mirror while she was in the bathroom.
Ashton was face down on the sofa when she returned, and she wondered if he was asleep. She took a moment to appreciate his fine form, the muscular arms and shoulders, the narrow waist and perfectly rounded rear. He was an incredibly s.e.xy man, and all his attention was focused on her-for now, anyway.
With that in mind, she straddled him, pressing the heat between her legs to his bottom as she ran her hands over his back.
His mumbled, ”Mmmm,” told her he was fully awake and enjoying what she was doing. ”I want to turn over.”
”In a minute.” She dropped a trail of kisses down his backbone, pausing as she hovered over his a.s.s before she took a gentle bite of one perfect cheek.
”That's it! Let me up!”
His reaction startled her as she lifted to let him turn over. ”Condom.” He held out his hand.
Jill avoided his hand and tore open the box, taking one out and removing the foil wrapper.
”Jill...”
”Don't be so bossy, Counselor.” She smiled at the look of torture on his face as she took her time rolling the condom over his erection. ”There,” she said when the condom was in place.
He surged up, his fingers digging into her hips as he lifted her and headed for the stairs.
Jill let out a squeal of surprise. She gripped his neck when he ran up the stairs as if carrying her was no big deal. His strength was a huge turn-on, as if she could be any more turned on. ”Where are we going?”
”I want a bed for this.”
She worried that she'd pushed him too far and would pay for her sins once he got them to a horizontal surface.
In the master bedroom, he remained standing when he lowered her onto the bed and tugged at her hips until she was at the very edge of the mattress. ”Did you enjoy making me crazy?” he asked, hovering over her.
Nodding, Jill raised her hands to his face, caressing his smooth jaw. ”I really did.”
”I could tell.” He pressed his erection against her, retreating before she could align him to where she wanted him most. ”Revenge is a b.i.t.c.h.”
”I've heard that, but you wouldn't be mean to me, would you?”
His smile softened his expression considerably. ”Don't try to charm your way out of this.” He slid into her slowly, torturously.
Jill raised her hips, trying to urge him to hurry, but he wouldn't be rushed.
He withdrew from her, making her moan. ”Patience, my love,” he whispered as he kissed her belly.
His words made her heart flutter. Did he mean that? Was she his love? Did she want to be? The press of his tongue between her legs required her full attention, driving the internal debate from her mind. He exacted his revenge one lick and suck at a time, driving her up to the very edge of o.r.g.a.s.m before backing off and doing it all again.
”Ashton...” She twisted her hips, trying to get free of him, but he'd antic.i.p.ated that by laying a heavy arm across her midsection to anchor her to the bed.
”Tell me what you want,” he said, sliding two of the fingers on his other hand into her.
”I want to come.”
”How badly?”
”Really badly.”
”Is that so?”
She moaned, frustrated and aroused beyond endurance. ”Please...”
”Since you asked so nicely...” He closed his lips around her pulsating c.l.i.toris and sucked it into his mouth, running his tongue over her heated flesh and sending her into a climax that seemed to come from the very tips of her toes. She felt the effects everywhere, from the palms of her hands to the soles of her feet and the tingling of her scalp.
She came back down from the incredible ride to find him perched above her, looking down at her reverently.
”You're so beautiful.” He brushed the hair back from her brow and then kissed her forehead, nose and lips. ”So incredibly beautiful. Your eyes aren't quite blue, and they're not really gray. They're a different color every time I look at them.” With his hand on her thigh, he wrapped one of her legs around his hips.
Moved by his words, Jill waited to see what he would do.
His next move was to thrust halfway into her before withdrawing again.
Moaning, Jill said, ”I think I've been properly punished.”
”I haven't begun to punish you.” On the next thrust, he entered her fully but then withdrew, leaving her wanting much more.
He bent his head to draw her nipple into his mouth, sucking hard enough to cause painful pleasure. Under her, his big hands shaped her bottom, squeezing and kneading her cheeks as he surged into her again.
This time Jill was ready for him and tightened her leg around his waist to keep him from escaping. She felt him grow impossibly larger inside her and was thrilled to know she'd done that to him.
”Let me move,” he said, his voice sounding taut with strain.
”Do you promise no more teasing?”
”For now.”
She let her leg drop to the bed, which seemed to trigger something fierce in him.
With his feet still planted firmly on the floor, he pounded into her, gripping her bottom so tightly she had no doubt there'd be bruises. She came twice, one right on top of the other, and still he kept up the fierce possession. This, she realized in a single moment of coherent thought, was what she got for taking the edge off for him earlier.
He surprised her when he suddenly slowed the pace, gathering her close and kissing her softly and reverently as he moved inside her. ”So good,” he whispered between sweet kisses. ”I knew it would be. I knew it.”
”You gave this a lot of thought.”
”If you had any idea how much, you'd think there was something wrong with me.”