She’d bought new underwear on the off chance they might get to do this again. Now she was glad she did, because the look of appreciation on his face was well worth it. And the light touch of his fingers was causing her heart to beat faster. When he dipped his fingers inside her bra to tease her ni**les, she gasped and arched against him.
Will thought there was nothing as beautiful as the sight before him. Jane’s body was flushed with desire, her ni**les tight, hard points against his questing fingers. He flicked the front clasp of her bra and separated the cups, baring her to him.
She leaned back and let him pull the straps down her arms. He leaned over her and put his lips over one crest.
She tasted sweet and soft, the sounds she made as he covered her breast with his hand and sucked her nipple into his mouth making his c**k throb.
Everything she did made him hard. She was beautiful and honest in her expressions, giving him everything, watching him as he pleasured her, her curiosity as natural as what the two of them were doing.
He pushed her back on the bed and undid the button on her jeans, then drew the zipper down, his fingers brushing her soft skin as he pulled her jeans over her hips and legs.
Man, he really liked her legs. After he dropped her jeans to the floor, he lifted one of her legs and pressed a kiss to her calf, smoothing his hand over her thigh. Her eyes glazed and her lids partially closed. Her br**sts rose and fell as her breathing deepened.
Yeah, he liked watching her body. All of her body, especially her eyes as he put her leg down, leaned over her, and mapped a trail over her skin with his lips. Her eyes were windows, showing everything she felt. The blue would go dark and stormy when she was mad or turned on, then bright and sparkly when she was laughing. He could get lost in her eyes—hell, in all of her. He was a goner whenever he was around her. Her skin was like silk and he couldn’t get enough of touching her, tasting her, breathing in her scent. She smelled like fresh strawberries, and he put his lips on her, wanting to lick her all over. He started at her hip bone and worked his way up over her ribs. She giggled—ticklish there—but she definitely didn’t laugh when he covered her right breast with his mouth and took a long, slow suckle.
She grabbed his head and held him in place while he licked and sucked. He reached down and slid his hand over her sex. Even through her panties she was damp. He caressed her, teasing her. She arched her hips against his hand, whimpering, her hands grabbing the covers.
His dick pounded in answer.
He moved down, kissing her belly, sliding his tongue in her navel, then moving lower. Here, her scent grew more exotic, sweet and musky, and he couldn’t wait to taste her, to take her right to the edge and watch her fall over.
He drew her panties down and slid his tongue over her, and she cried out, spreading her legs for him, trembling as he licked her and found her clit, then put his lips around it and sucked.
“Will. God, Will, yes.”
Here was where she was most responsive, and where he loved to give her pleasure. And she took it, arching against him with fervor. When she came, it was with an unabashed cry of release. He held her hips and took her right where she needed to go, loving the taste of her as she released.
He stood, enjoying the sight of her body bathed in that blush of orgasm. She sat up and reached for his zipper, her knuckles brushing his c**k as she drew the zipper down.
Her eyes were dark with spent passion as she locked gazes with him while she pushed his jeans past his hips. He stepped out of them, watching her while she removed his boxer briefs and grabbed hold of his shaft.
And when she leaned forward and took him in her mouth, it was his turn to fight for breath.
He swept her hair behind her back and held it out of her way so he could watch her pleasure him. He tightened as she took him deep, his muscles tensing when she rolled her tongue over every ridge, then licked the sensitive crest of his c**k before engulfing him, using her hands to stroke him.
He shuddered, right on the edge.
He pulled back, leaning over to kiss her, cradling her head in his hand so he could take the kiss deep. She pulled up and aligned her body against his.
He felt the rapid beat of her heart against his chest, the way she trembled. He felt the same way, that if he didn’t get inside her soon he was going to explode.
He laid her back on the bed and grabbed a condom, put it on, then slid inside her.
She threaded her fingers through his hair as she arched upward. “Yes,” she said on a gasp. “This is where you’re supposed to be.”
His gut tightened at her words and he thrust deep. “Yeah. Right here.”
After that there were no more words because he was swept into a maelstrom of sensation, of her body taking him over, her lips meeting his in a kiss that electrified him. And as he moved inside her, he knew there was no other place he’d rather be, no other woman he wanted to be with. She fit him perfectly. Her body was made for his, and as she tightened around him and climaxed again, he went with her, groaning against her neck as he exploded with his release.
Later, when he could breathe again, he rolled to his side and pulled her to face him. He brushed her damp hair away from her face.
“Mind if I stay the night?”
Her lips lifted. “I was hoping you would.”
“Good. I brought extra condoms.”
“I bought a box of them. They’re in the bedside drawer.”
“See? This is why we’re so well matched.”
She grinned. “I think so, too.”
It was going to be a long night, and he didn’t think there’d be much sleeping.
CHAPTER TEN
In the past several weeks Jane and Will had been out as much as possible, given her schedule and his.
Her mom had been really helpful, offering to watch the kids, even during the week. Jane had balked at that at first, since school was in session. But she did want to see Will, so she allowed herself to spend at least one weeknight with him. Sometimes they went out, but usually just for a quick bite to eat, and then they’d end up at her place for some alone time before she had to go pick up the kids.
The alone time was her favorite part, when she and Will got to know each other’s bodies.
He was really good at getting to know her body. And she loved worshipping his. After all, it was a great body. She could spend hours looking at it, touching it, tasting it. Those hours always seemed way too short.
But it wasn’t just the two of them. And she loved that Will insisted they spend time with the kids, too.