Chapter 34

Jon closed his eyes for a minute, losing himself in the sensation of her stroking hand. “So…” he said, forcing himself to talk even though talking was the last thing he wanted to do right then. “Do you want to be underneath me right here…or should we take it upstairs?”

She moved in for another kiss, continuing the motions of her hand. “I don’t care. You can do me right here. Upstairs is too far away.”

This was a side of Kathryn that Jon hadn’t seen in a long time, and it completely shut down the logical side of his brain. If she wanted to act purely on carnal instinct, then he was going to too.

Not breaking their kiss, he used his feet to push his jeans all the way off, then kicked them out of the way. He curved his fingertips into the waistband of her pants and tugged. “Are you gonna help me with these, or what?”

She laughed softly. “You’re the rock star. Don’t you know how to remove women’s clothing by now?” As she spoke, she was busy unfastening the front of her pants and pushing them off.

“Wise ass,” he said, and dropped to his knees in front of her.

He slid her bikini bottom down over her legs until she stood before him, completely naked. He ran his fingertips up her inner thighs and gently parted her with his thumbs, then leaned closer and slipped his tongue into her wet heat. She gasped and grabbed onto his shoulders as her knees threatened to give out.

He expertly explored her with his tongue, taking his sweet time and paying close attention to her reactions. Keira couldn’t remember another time in her life when her senses had been this heightened. She was close to coming again, and she dove her fingers into his hair and gasped, “Jon, please – I want you inside me…now.”

He completed one last slow circle with his tongue, then looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. Then he leaned back on his haunches and she straddled his thighs, using her hands to guide him to her opening. For a minute she hovered above him, sliding the head of his cock up and down against her, around her entrance and then against her clit, soaking him in her juices and putting her right on the edge of another orgasm. She had her eyes closed and was biting her lower lip, completely adrift in a sea of pleasure.

He was throbbing with the need to be inside her – now. On one of her forward strokes, he tipped his head and caught one of her nipples in his mouth. She cried out and lowered herself onto his shaft, taking him as deep inside as she could. He let out a low growl and dug his fingers into her hips, rocking upward to go even deeper. She cried out in pleasure so intense that it bordered on pain. Hurts so good.

The feeling of being filled up by him was so all-encompassing that for a few seconds Keira couldn’t move. She contracted her muscles around him, wanting him to stay buried deep within her forever. She grasped his head in her hands and dragged his mouth to hers, kissing him with an urgency she’d never known before.

Slowly, she began to move her hips, tentatively at first, then gaining speed. She rode him hard, rocking her hips back until just the head of his cock was inside her, then slamming forward to take him deep again, over and over. She slid her open mouth down the side of his neck, tasting the salt of the ocean mixed with the salt of his sweat. She moaned against his skin.

Jon put his mouth against her ear and murmured, “I want to watch you come again.”

“Oh, fuck,” she breathed, as his words nearly put her over the edge right then. She stilled the motion of her hips, trying to hold back.

He sank his teeth gently into her neck, then whispered, “Come for me, baby.”

He rocked his hips and she exploded, bucking against him and screaming as she came long and hard. He watched her; her head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, fingernails digging into his arms as she rode wave after wave. Watching her lose control sent Jon hurtling over the edge with her, clamping his mouth down on her shoulder to muffle his groans as he came.

For a few minutes they stayed in that position, wrapped around each other, breathing hard, hearts pounding. Eventually Keira began to giggle, softly at first, but then harder. Surprised, Jon pulled back to look at her. “What?”

“I can’t unclench my toes.”

He grinned at her. “Ahh, it was a toe-curler, huh?” He said proudly.

She swatted his shoulder and then wrapped her arms around him again. “Well…I guess we should get up. I have to go reply to Molly’s text with a big, fat ‘oh yeah’.”