Furever Yours by Catherine Vale

her hips so
that her flesh came into contact with his mouth. She moaned as his tongue slid
across her folds, up and down and in between, exploring her most private place,
and she twined her fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp in
encouragement. A strangled sound echoed from her lips as his tongue flicked
over her clit, once, twice, then again, and he chuckled, sending vibrations
through her.
                "More, ” she begged.
                He
bit down on the sensitive nub, and she cried out, her hips jolting off the bed.
Once he started, his attack was relentless .
He sucked and nibbled, teased and tortured, bringing her to the brink of orgasm
and back again until her skin shone with sweat under the lamplight and her
limbs trembled. Her nails dug into his scalp until they drew blood, and then,
only then, when she was begging uncontrollably, did he let her have her
release.
                "Dawson, ” she sobbed happily as the orgasm crashed over
her, blinding her with wave upon wave of pleasure. Her release was so great she
was rendered temporarily blind and deaf, so when she drifted back down to
Earth, Dawson was already looming over her, his knees nudging her legs wider.
The tip of his cock teased her entrance, and she hissed as sparks of sensations
skipped through her.
                "Do
it, ” she demanded, wrapping her
fingers around his lean hips. “Now.”
                His
expression turned fierce, and if not for the lust gleaming in his eyes , she might have been frightened—but it
only turned her on more. She cried out as his length surged inside her.
Wrapping her legs around his hips, she drew him closer to her as he pounded
her, the bed creaking beneath their weight. The hairs on his chest teased her
skin, and she moaned as her nipples scraped against his hard pectoral muscles.
                "God
you feel good, ” he growled in her ear.
                He crushed his mouth against hers, and she
tugged on his lower lip with her teeth, then took his tongue inside her. She
sucked on it hard as he continued to thrust, forcing her to groan at his heavy
thickness within her.
                His
hands slid beneath her to cup her ass, fingers digging in as he tilted her
hips. She gasped as the angle allowed him to slide even deeper, hitting just
the right spot, and she flew apart as another orgasm swept over her. Trembling,
she screamed his name, her nails scraping his shoulder blades, and felt his
cock pulse inside her as he came as well.
                God,
would she ever get enough of this man? And did she really want to?

Chapter Seven
     
     
    The
morning sunlight filtered in through the curtains of Jade’s window, rousing her
from a deep, restful sleep. Yawning, she stretched her arms wide, then felt a
pang of disappointment when her fingers met bare sheets instead of hot, smooth
skin poured over muscles.
                But
then, she wasn ’t in Dawson ’s bedroom. She was in her grandparents ’ guest
bedroom, back at the lodge.       
                Coming
back had been the right thing to do, she ’d
told herself. Her grandparents would have been worried if she hadn’t returned.
But, convincing herself to get out of the bed and leave had been one of the
hardest things she’d ever had to do, especially after Dawson had rolled over
and engaged her in a second bout of sex. And then a third. And a fourth.
                Damn,
she really wished he was here in bed with her so she could go for a fifth.
                But
then again, she was going to see him that
very afternoon. They’d agreed to meet up at the slopes, and who was to say they
couldn’t end their skiing session a little early so that they could warm up
together … naked?
                Heat
rushed through her at the very thought of sliding her naked limbs against his
again. He ’d felt so good, both