now. Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything, everything.
I love that you’re kissing me. I feel more at ease yet revved up. Go faster.
He sped up the movement of his hips. You’re so wet for me. Can you feel me moving in and out of you?
God, yes.
He went faster still. She gripped his shoulders, her abdomen tensing, her hips arching into his. She moved with him, then cried out.
Are you coming again? He asked. She’d always been easy to reach the peak, but even this second quick ascent surprised him.
Yes. Oh, Duncan.
Sustaining the drive of his hips, he drew back and watched as ecstasy once more took hold of her. More tears slipped from her eyes.
He dipped quickly to lick the dampness at the corner of her eye. Even your tears taste like your garden.
As her breathing settled, he slowed his hips until he finally stopped.
She caught his face with her hands. “Taste me between my legs, the way you used to.”
He kissed her again. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes, please. Yes.” She rolled her hips and he groaned. He wanted to let go, to drive into her hard and fill her full of his seed. But he needed to take care of her more than he needed a quick release. And when the moment arrived, he knew exactly how he wanted to come.
He kissed his way down her body, and would have suckled her nipples, but she stopped him. “The weapons harness has made me really sore. I’ll toughen up eventually, just not right now.”
He kept moving, taking time at her navel, using his tongue generously. He kept gliding lower, a thrill streaking through his balls at the thought of spending time with his tongue between her legs. He loved Rachel’s sex, loved working her up.
He kissed her landing patch, his hands massaging her lower abdomen, her hips, and down the outsides of her thighs. He slid his tongue between her folds and began to stroke her in quick flicks, one of the ways she liked it.
Her hips jerked, telling him he’d found the right spot. His jaw trembled as he took turns sucking and dabbing at her, teasing her sex. She smelled rich and earthy, very Rachel, the woman he loved and wanted to love better.
He drifted his tongue lower to her opening, swirling and tasting. He loved how wet she was and how her flavors reminded him of her cottage garden. Maybe he couldn’t tell her in words all he felt for her, but he let his tongue give full meaning to how much she meant to him.
He dipped inside, going as deep as he could, loving the intimate connection. He began to thrust.
She buried her hands in his hair, guiding him with a gentle but insistent pressure. Her hips rocked now, but he wanted a better position.
He left her well and moved backward to drop to the side of the bed. He pulled her hips close to the edge and angled her legs over his shoulders. Sliding his arms beneath her, he got going again, thrusting into her heavily. A series of cries left her throat. Her body writhed, then arched.
He moved faster and thrust harder until she was once more crying out. “Duncan, oh God!”
He worked her steadily, teasing the orgasm out as far as it would go until once more she’d reached the peak and relaxed into the mattress. He kissed the insides of her thighs.
She was breathing hard as she came back to earth.
He rose up so he could see her face. “You look so beautiful when you’ve come. In fact, you look more beautiful than ever, almost as though you’re glowing.”
She planted her hand on his chest and rubbed. More tears slid from her eyes. “Thank you, Duncan. I know this is hard for you.”
He glanced down at his missile-like cock. “Definitely hard.”
She chuckled. “And you could always make me laugh.”
He frowned. “I’m sorry I’ve been a pain, but I still can’t—”
“Hey. For what I need and for where the team is at, what you’re doing right now is enough.”
His gaze fell to her neck and he realized he was hungry for something more.
“Yes,” she responded instantly, her lids falling to
I love that you’re kissing me. I feel more at ease yet revved up. Go faster.
He sped up the movement of his hips. You’re so wet for me. Can you feel me moving in and out of you?
God, yes.
He went faster still. She gripped his shoulders, her abdomen tensing, her hips arching into his. She moved with him, then cried out.
Are you coming again? He asked. She’d always been easy to reach the peak, but even this second quick ascent surprised him.
Yes. Oh, Duncan.
Sustaining the drive of his hips, he drew back and watched as ecstasy once more took hold of her. More tears slipped from her eyes.
He dipped quickly to lick the dampness at the corner of her eye. Even your tears taste like your garden.
As her breathing settled, he slowed his hips until he finally stopped.
She caught his face with her hands. “Taste me between my legs, the way you used to.”
He kissed her again. “Is that what you want?”
“Yes, please. Yes.” She rolled her hips and he groaned. He wanted to let go, to drive into her hard and fill her full of his seed. But he needed to take care of her more than he needed a quick release. And when the moment arrived, he knew exactly how he wanted to come.
He kissed his way down her body, and would have suckled her nipples, but she stopped him. “The weapons harness has made me really sore. I’ll toughen up eventually, just not right now.”
He kept moving, taking time at her navel, using his tongue generously. He kept gliding lower, a thrill streaking through his balls at the thought of spending time with his tongue between her legs. He loved Rachel’s sex, loved working her up.
He kissed her landing patch, his hands massaging her lower abdomen, her hips, and down the outsides of her thighs. He slid his tongue between her folds and began to stroke her in quick flicks, one of the ways she liked it.
Her hips jerked, telling him he’d found the right spot. His jaw trembled as he took turns sucking and dabbing at her, teasing her sex. She smelled rich and earthy, very Rachel, the woman he loved and wanted to love better.
He drifted his tongue lower to her opening, swirling and tasting. He loved how wet she was and how her flavors reminded him of her cottage garden. Maybe he couldn’t tell her in words all he felt for her, but he let his tongue give full meaning to how much she meant to him.
He dipped inside, going as deep as he could, loving the intimate connection. He began to thrust.
She buried her hands in his hair, guiding him with a gentle but insistent pressure. Her hips rocked now, but he wanted a better position.
He left her well and moved backward to drop to the side of the bed. He pulled her hips close to the edge and angled her legs over his shoulders. Sliding his arms beneath her, he got going again, thrusting into her heavily. A series of cries left her throat. Her body writhed, then arched.
He moved faster and thrust harder until she was once more crying out. “Duncan, oh God!”
He worked her steadily, teasing the orgasm out as far as it would go until once more she’d reached the peak and relaxed into the mattress. He kissed the insides of her thighs.
She was breathing hard as she came back to earth.
He rose up so he could see her face. “You look so beautiful when you’ve come. In fact, you look more beautiful than ever, almost as though you’re glowing.”
She planted her hand on his chest and rubbed. More tears slid from her eyes. “Thank you, Duncan. I know this is hard for you.”
He glanced down at his missile-like cock. “Definitely hard.”
She chuckled. “And you could always make me laugh.”
He frowned. “I’m sorry I’ve been a pain, but I still can’t—”
“Hey. For what I need and for where the team is at, what you’re doing right now is enough.”
His gaze fell to her neck and he realized he was hungry for something more.
“Yes,” she responded instantly, her lids falling to