Jagger's Moves(15)

"Then as a responsible adult, I suggest we do something about it if we don't want medical intervention." The minx rolled over until she straddled his waist, wetting his hard length with the honey of her juices.

"Umm." He stumbled for words. He'd wanted to talk to her, right? Sentences needed to be formed, thoughts processed, but all he could think about was how good she smelled and how right she felt riding his cock with no latex between them.

"So glad you agree," she said, lifting his throbbing erection and rubbing it teasingly against her wet folds. "I woke up feeling empty and needing something."

The soft confession melted his heart while hardening his already hard cock. "Anything you need, baby. Anything."

Shy green eyes met his as Lexa slowly lowered herself down his shaft. A sharply inhaled breath jolted his gaze from where their bodies melded to the brightness of her eyes. "Lexa, if I'm hurting you—"

She pressed one soft finger against his lips. "Shh, I'm a little tender, very little, but I expected that. It's been a while since I've been with anyone. No one ever this big though. You just might have ruined me for other men."

"Good," he said without thinking.

Her body jolted above him, and she enveloped him in one smooth downward stroke. They both exhaled at the feeling. Nothing, nothing in his life ever prepared Jagger for the sense of rightness, of perfection when sinking into Lexa's tight, wet heat.

"Oh, Ty, you feel so good. I love the way you stretch me."

Her words heated his blood as his hands clenched her full hips, grinding his cock as deep as he could go. "Fuck," he panted as his balls tightened. "I can't get enough of you, Lexa. Every time I'm in you, I never want it to end, then after we come, I just want to start all over again."

"Then fuck me, Ty, until neither one of us can think," she pleaded as their eyes met in some weird kind of understanding. He pulled out until his tip rested inside her.

"Always, baby," he promised. Then he cupped the round globes of the world's most perfect ass and barely pushed inside the welcoming wet heat of her body.

The spontaneous clenching of her pussy around the head of his cock was almost enough to send him over the edge. Shuddering, he looked up at her, this woman who'd stolen his heart with SEAL stealth and cunning. Shocked he could feel so much for her in so little time. She was now his world, his end all and be all.

The head of his cock sank deeper. The stretching of her delicate flesh, the slow pleasure/pain of anticipation as his cock slowly claimed her.

Then he stopped. Panting, he waited, knowing he had to see, to watch as understanding and realization filled her brilliant jade green eyes.

Her eyes flashed open, pupils so dilated only a small rim of jade color visible.

"Stay with me, see me," he pleaded as he moved.

He surged forward. This was his female. His woman. She rode him, claimed him for her own as the grip of her pussy tightened to the point that he doubted his ability to hold back his release much longer.

Fragile sensitive tissue rippled along the head of his cock, caressed the shaft then tightened again. Her legs tightened around his hips, and her manicured nails dug into the hard flesh of his chest. She was killing him.

“Ty,” she cried out, her beautiful eyes blinded with rising passion. "Please."

She was more than a hot fuck, more than a night of hot careless passion. Lexa was his. The moment he realized who she was, who she'd always been, she owned him heart, body, and soul. This woman with her wide smile, wicked sense of humor, silky skin, and generous heart belonged to him, and she was more than he deserved. More than a man who killed for a living deserved.

“Oh, God. Oh, God, yes.” Lexa whimpered her pleasure as her hips followed the rhythm of his. Her nipples brushed his chest when she lowered herself to claim a kiss sent tingles straight to his balls as his erection pounded inside her.

He strummed his fingers through her pussy, making her even wetter than she already was.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Lexa. The way you take me so easily, how wet you get. There is nothing better in this world than eating you out or sliding balls deep inside your sweet pussy.” His voice was hoarse. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized words of love had almost come tripping out of his mouth. He couldn't say them now. She'd never believe him, not when their bodies were joined so tightly and all his blood supply drained down to his cock.

Control. He needed to get control over the situation before he spilled the truth of his heart. With an agonizing groan, Jagger pulled out of her wet addictive heat, pushed her until her head almost hung over the edge of the bed.

“Stay there,” he demanded.