“Kiss me so it feels like I’m falling into you.”
I didn’t answer but kissed her like that again and again, until our hands craved skin. I sat up and kneeled on the bed, to reach behind and pull my shirt over my head by the collar. Thea’s eyes widened at the sight of me. Unabashed, she slipped out of her tank, then reached behind her to unclasp her bra.
I’m a dead man…
Her skin was luminous in the dim light. The green gem on its gold chain glinted between her breasts that were fucking perfection. I bent and kissed her there.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmured against the beat of her heart. I closed my eyes and inhaled the scent of her, savoring this moment. Her arms cradled my head, fingers sinking into my hair.
She gently raised my face to hers, eyes and fingers trailing over my lips and nose and eyebrows. The moment held and then we kissed, a last, gentle touch. Then Thea got up on her knees and pressed her body against mine. Skin to skin, her breasts against my chest. My hands slid down the silken skin of her back to the waistband of her jean shorts, then around to undo the buttons. Her fingers tore at the zipper on my jeans, our eyes meeting between frantic, biting kisses.
I kicked out of my pants as she stripped out of her shorts. Clad only in lacy pink underwear, she leaned back, propped on one hand while her other trailed down between her legs. My erection grew painful as her fingers made circles over her panties. In answer, my hand went down the front of my boxer briefs, and I stroked myself while her fingers rubbed and dampened the silk of her underwear.
Holy fucking shit…
“Oh God, Jimmy,” she said, watching me, her breath coming short. “No man’s ever made me feel like this. Made me want this so bad.”
“Good,” I said.
I withdrew my hand and hauled her onto my lap so she straddled me, her dampness tight on my erection; her silk against the cotton. I kissed her raw and deep.
She whimpered into my mouth and rolled her hips against mine. I gripped her with both hands to grind her harder while my mouth found one of her nipples. I sucked and bit as she rode me. Her head fell back, fingernails scraping the back of my neck as I moved her on my lap, tortured by the clothing still left between us, and savoring what was to come when I tore it away.
“No more, I can’t…” she cried. “Jimmy, please. Now…”
I took her nipple mercilessly one last time, before laying her roughly down on the bed. I tugged off her panties and stared a moment at the sight of her, naked and perfect and mine. Then I stripped out of my underwear and Thea let out another of those little moans.
“God, you’re going to ruin me for anyone else.”
I kneeled above her. “You’ve already ruined me.”
She ringed her hands around my neck and pulled me down. I lay over her, straining to be inside her but holding back by a damn thread.
“I’ll go slow,” I said, bracing my arms on either side of her face. “Whatever you want. Tell me and I’ll do it.”
Her body beneath mine softened everywhere at those words, melting against me, her legs opening to take me, and I settled between them. Every molecule in my body screamed to feel the wet heat that was between her legs and sink myself deep into it.
“I want you inside me,” she whispered against my lips. “Right now.”
“Wait, I need a condom,” I gasped.
Thea shook her head. “I’m on the pill and I want to feel everything.”
She tilted her hips up, offering. My need to have her roared in my ears so I couldn’t hear my own thoughts. She reached between us; her brazen eyes holding mine as she rubbed the tip of my cock against her soft wetness.
“Thea…” I gritted out. “Jesus…”
“I want you to feel everything,” she said and then moved her fingers to spread herself for me. “I want you so bad…”
It took every ounce of self-control I possessed to slide slowly into her instead of thrusting hard and deep. Her tightness gripped me like a fist, wet and hot and slick. My eyes fell shut, and a moan rose out of me when she lifted her hips to take more, her hands at the small of my back, clinging to me as I sank inside her.
“Oh God,” she breathed, her voice in whispery tatters. “God, yes. Just like that. Ah, God…”
She bit her lip, her eyes squeezed shut as I entered her completely, hip to hip, her body taking all of me.
I searched her face and she nodded quickly.
“Yes. So good, Jimmy. Please, more… More…”
I rolled my hips, pulling back and thrusting in, building a slow rhythm. She responded to every movement with the same vigor she treated everything else in life. She gave me all of herself and I took more and more, greedy for every moan, every soft sigh of ecstasy.
I pistoned my hips harder and faster and our kisses turned sloppy, a desperate mashing of mouths and clacking teeth. Her legs came up to wrap around my waist as I reached between us and under her, my fingers splayed on her ass, spreading her wide, trying to drive in deeper.
Her nails raking my back. “Oh God… I’m going to…”
“Come,” I grunted, my face buried in her neck. “Come for me, Thea.”
Our bodies crashed over and over, flesh slapping flesh, until Thea tensed, back slightly arched, as if offering herself to me completely. I took her, hard and deep and relentless, her cries filling the hotel room, then tapered to whimpering moans.
“Now you,” she managed between ragged breaths. Her knees fell open and her hands pulled me to her mouth for a kiss. “Fuck me, Jimmy. However you want. Come inside me. I’m yours. No one else’s. Ever again…”
The release that had been building in me rose into a crescendo. I let go instead of holding back, thrusting hard and spilling deep inside her. Wave after wave of it, rolling through me and into her until I was utterly spent.
I collapsed on top of her and she wrapped me in her embrace. I closed my eyes, floating in a perfect delirium of sweat-slicked skin and hard breaths and pounding hearts.
“I was right,” she said, catching her breath. “You ruined me in the best way. And you’ve ruined this trip. I’m not going to be able to get out of bed for a week.”
“That works for me,” I said, starting to move off of her.
“Don’t go,” she whispered. “Stay right here forever.”
She was teasing, and yet she meant it. Her eyes held mine intently and her face was so beautiful in the city lights; her happiness full in every curve and line. Right there in my hands.
Too good…
“I’m too heavy.” I kissed her softly and pulled out of her, my body missing hers instantly. My thoughts already whispering there was no such thing as forever.
Shut up. Let me have this.
We lay entangled in one another as the rain smattered the windows. My head in the crook of her neck and her fingers toying lazily in my hair. My entire view the soft hills and valleys of her body.
Tiny tentacles of fear wormed into me as sleep came on.
It’s too good. Nothing good lasts.
“Thea,” I murmured.
“Hm?” Her fingers in my hair grew still as sleep came for her too.
Nothing lasts at all…
I closed my eyes. “Nothing.”