Her honesty tells me she feels comfortable with me, and in turn, it sets me at ease.
Wanting to see JJ naked without a fucking audience, I grip the hem of the shirt, then pause to ask, “You ready for me, baby?”
“I am,” she breathes, lifting her arms above her head for me to pull the shirt off.
I let the fabric slip to the floor, then slowly, my eyes take in every fucking exquisite inch of her. “I’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.” Placing my hands on her shoulders, my thumbs brush over her collarbones, reverence making my voice hoarse. “You’re fucking perfect.”
Wanting to see her reaction, I meet her eyes as my hands move down. When I cover her breasts, there’s nothing but devotion and need on her face. Stepping into her, my mouth claims hers. I thrust my tongue into her warmth while grabbing hold of her ass and lifting her off her feet. Moving to the bed, I set her down on the black covers, then lose myself in the kiss as I cover her body with mine.
JJ kisses me with so much passion, it makes it hard not to forget to take it slow. Our tongues taste and twist, our lips and teeth tugging and kneading. Her breaths are sweet, and when I move my hand down between us and cup her between her legs, her needy whimper is even sweeter.
Breaking the kiss because I don’t want to miss a second of her reactions to me touching her, my eyes devour her face as I push a finger inside her.
“Christ, baby, you’re soaked for me.” The words rumble from me with deep satisfaction spilling through my veins.
I massage her inner walls before pulling out and circling her clit. Her lashes lower, her eyes burning with desire for me, her lips parted.
Fuck, it wasn’t all an act. JJ loved my hands on her.
Moving back, I force her legs open, as wide as they’ll go, and kneel between them. “I’m going to feast on you,” I say, my voice laced with authority, “and you’re going to give me every whimper and cry. I want to hear you, JJ.”
She nods, her thighs already trembling with need for more friction.
Taking hold of her sides, I rub my palms over her ribs, and pressing her breasts together, I lean down and suck a nipple hard into my mouth. My teeth tug, my tongue lashes, and when she finally gives me a cry, I move down and lap her arousal up like a man dying of thirst. Pushing two fingers inside her, I focus on stretching her while practically devouring her clit until it’s swollen and JJ’s a quivering mess.
“Daniel,” she begs, her hips working to rub herself harder against my mouth. “Please!”
Realizing she’s waiting for my order, I finger her harder. “Come, Julie,” I demand before sucking and biting her clit. She clamps down around my fingers, her body tenses, her back arching from the bed. It’s fucking nirvana how my woman submits to me.
Gasps and desperate whimpers fall from her lips, her body seizing as if I’m fucking electrocuting her.
Angelic.
Perfect.
Fucking hot.
“Good girl,” I breathe as I crawl over her, my muscles straining to hold back from taking her hard and fast.
JJ grabs hold of my sides as I keep myself braced over her. I drink in the afterglow of her orgasm on her face, watching as she comes down.
Her hands move down, and pushing against the fabric of my sweatpants, she strips it down my legs. I keep a close eye on her reaction as her eyes drift over my body. I only realize I’m holding my breath when her fingers try to wrap around my cock, and the air rushes from me.
Fuck she has small hands.
“You’re big.” Her comment draws a chuckle from me. “Can we take it slow this time? Just until I’m used to you?”
Lowering my head, I nip at her lips, then say, “That was the plan all along, baby.” Easing my body down on hers, I demand, “Open your legs wider.” She does as I say, and when my hips fit between her legs like a fucking puzzle piece and I feel her heat, a groan rumbles through me like an avalanche, threatening to strip me of my control.
“Fuck, this is going to be hard.”
JJ lets out a chuckle, the sound teasing my self-restraint.
With a fucking trembling hand, I position myself at her entrance, and unlike before, I get to relish in the moment as I push an inch inside her, watching her stretch as she takes me.
Chapter 29
JJ
“So fucking tight,” O’Brien groans, his features drawn into hard lines from the effort it’s taking to not just slam into me.
I love how his control falters when it comes to me.
I lift my butt off the bed to give him better access, making him go deeper.
“Not fucking helping, JJ,” he snaps, his eyes flying to mine, dark and predatory. My body flushes with heat, and totally out of my control, I clamp around him. “Jesus Christ, woman,” he bites out, shaking his head. His bicep swells, the veins more prominent on his arm keeping him braced. His other hand clamps down on my hip. “Don’t move a fucking muscle.”
“I’ve changed my mind,” I gasp, my body straining to not move. “Go fast.” This time I’m not restrained. Reaching for his chest, my palms delight in the feel of the solid muscle beneath his skin. My eyes remain locked to his. “I want you, Daniel. Let go of your control.”
His eyes darken even more, then finally, the dominance I’m addicted to pours from him in an intense wave. With one hard thrust, he slams all the way inside me. My body arches, and my nails dig into his skin. “God, yes!” I gasp through the discomfort but mostly the intensity I’m hit with, then I moan, “I swear I feel you everywhere. So good.”
O’Brien moves, his solid body covering every inch of mine. Feeling his skin against my skin, his muscles against my softness, drives me wild.
He pushes his hand beneath my head and twists my hair around his fist. His other hand moves from my hip, and grabbing hold of my butt, he pulls out. I feel every inch of him, and when he thrusts back inside me, my body rubs against his, a whimper spilling over my lips from how deliriously amazing he feels inside me.
This time when I lift my hips, he groans, “That’s it, baby. Take me deep.”
My abdomen clenches so hard a sweet ache spreads through me.
“Christ, JJ.” His breaths become labored, and I realize he’s still holding back.
Grabbing hold of his shoulders, my nails dig in, and I drag them down his broad back, relishing in the feel of him beneath my fingers. With a low moan, I beg, “Let go of your control. Please.”
O’Brien grips my butt tighter, tugs hard on my hair, and as my head tilts back, his teeth sink into the skin over my racing pulse. He pulls out until only an inch remains inside me, and when he slams into me, deep and oh so freaking hard. I cry out from the overwhelming pleasure as he starts to move like a force, his body seizing command of every inch of mine.
“Hear that, baby?” he growls as he powers into me again. “Hear how fucking wet you are for me?”
I can hardly nod, my breaths fluttering over my parted lips. I drink in his tense features, the veins on his neck, the glistening sweat beading down his chest.
Perfect.
God, he’s so perfect.
Our eyes lock, and emotions overwhelm me. Awe. Respect. Love.
“I love you, Daniel.” My heart lays bare for him to see what he means to me.