Foolish Games(59)

“Will,” she gasped as he pressed tender kisses along the soft belly that had given him his son. She fisted her hands in his hair. “Come here so I can touch you.”

But Will wasn’t in a hurry. He’d dreamed about having her back in his bed for months now, and he meant to enjoy every moment of it. With his hands, he traced her hips, fuller now after childbirth. She writhed beneath him, her body anxious. He blew a quick breath on her nipples and she groaned, her hand gripping his shoulders.

When he was eventually face to face with her, he could see the desire, and desperation, reflected in her eyes. She didn’t waste a minute, pulling his head down to hers and kissing him. Will let her have her way for a moment before taking over, his tongue twining with hers. Julianne wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust her pelvis against his. He was on the verge of losing control, but he didn’t want the frenzied coupling they’d had on Sea Island. Tonight, he wanted more.

Pulling out of the kiss, he rested on his forearms and stared down at Julianne’s flushed face. She was panting beneath him, and that turned him on even more.

“Somebody’s in a hurry.” His own breathing wasn’t much better than hers.

“Well, that’s because one of us has been doing without for a long time,” she huffed. “While the other one . . . hasn’t.”

That was something he refused to feel guilty about, though. Yes, he’d been in a relationship throughout most of Julianne’s pregnancy. But had she told him about the baby, things would have been different. Obviously he thought so now, but if he was being honest, he wasn’t entirely sure.

He lowered his lips to her shoulder. “This is why we needed to talk first.”

“Yeah, probably.” A tear rolled down the side of her face.

Will erased its path with his lips. His hand caressed her belly before moving lower.

“It’s okay, Princess; I’m going to take pity on you.” He eased a finger inside her and her body clenched around it. Will sucked in a breath. “Is this what you wanted?”

She gasped. “It’ll do for right now.”

Smiling, he eased down to take possession of one of her breasts. They were fuller than he remembered and, as his mouth closed around her nipple, his body jerked in anticipation of what was to come. Julianne’s moans of pleasure were driving him wild, the rhythm of his thrusting finger meeting the cadence of her gyrating hips.

She came on a long, deep moan that nearly caused him to climax along with her. Will sank his teeth into her shoulder, then laved the tender spot with his tongue.

“Better?” Will asked when their breathing had returned to near normal.

“Mmm.” She smiled slyly before wrapping her hand around him.

Will closed his eyes at her touch. He wasn’t going to last long if she kept this up. Reaching over to his nightstand, he withdrew a condom from his wallet. Before he had it open, Julianne snatched it from his hand, pushing Will over onto his back.

“It’s my turn.” She deftly rolled the condom over his erection.

Will arched an eyebrow at her as she straddled him.

“Do your best, Princess.” He tucked his hands behind his head.

Julianne leaned down to kiss the tip of his nose, the move so unexpected it was erotic. The curtain of her hair created a sensual cocoon as she kissed his closed eyes, his jaw, and the corners of his mouth.

“Julianne,” he begged, and her tongue was suddenly in his mouth, this kiss more intimate than the last. He sucked on her lower lip and she reacted by grinding her ass against his erection.

“Julianne!” he nearly shouted.

Humming contentedly, she moved lower to gently suck on his neck. “Now who’s in a hurry?” she teased, a fingernail scoring his nipple, causing his body to buck beneath her.

That was the last straw. Will grabbed her by the hips, positioning her over the top of him, and thrust home. She was tighter than he expected, especially after having a baby. He had to catch his breath in order to slow himself down. Julianne’s sharp intake of her own breath refocused his attention.

“You okay?” he ground out.

“Oh, God, yes,” she breathed. “It’s wonderful. You’re wonderful.” She rose up on her knees before slowly coming back down. “Actually, I think wonderful may be an understatement.”

Slow wasn’t going to cut it for Will. He let her have her way for a few strokes before bringing her head down for a lingering, deep kiss. Grasping her hips, he increased the pace. Julianne threw her head back, and Will was mesmerized by the sway of her breasts. He leaned up to take one in his mouth.

She moaned his name. Pressing him flat against the bed, she adjusted their angle, still meeting him thrust for thrust. Will reached a thumb between them, searching for her sweet spot. She climaxed nearly immediately, a sob escaping her throat.