Chapter 21
They really should be talking, but he knew that talking could lead to the decision that they should never do this again so he was going to be an ass**le and get his fill before that. He didn't know what she wanted or what he could give her and was in no rush to end this. He wanted her too badly to do the right thing right now.
When she'd left this morning he'd been determined to do the right thing by her. Letting her walk away was one of the hardest things he'd ever done in his life. If Bill hadn't bugged the hell out of him until he gave in and helped him out with the annoying cocky bastard he probably would have done something stupid like go after Joe and promise her things they both knew he couldn't deliver.
During the time he spent trying to teach Greg how to use the equipment he thought about her. He loved her, they both knew that and he never wanted to hurt her, but he would. He didn't know how to be what she needed because he never cared enough to try that for any other woman. He'd love to be the man that could take care of her and be there for her, but he had some serious doubts about his own abilities.
After he'd finally had enough of putting up with Greg's bullshit he went home, showered, and tried not to think of her, but it had been a losing battle from the beginning. He gave in not too long ago because he promised himself that they'd have tonight and tomorrow before she had to go to New Hampshire and then they'd see where things took them from there. He knew it would probably lead to nothing, but he couldn't help but give himself a little hope that he could be more to her.
"Hell," he groaned when his fingers brushed against her slit.
She was wet, soaking wet and the knowledge that a few simple touches had turned her on almost as much as him nearly sent him to his knees. A second later the thought of her soaking wet did send him to his knees.
When she spread her legs without a word he had to suppress a groan. He had a feeling that she'd be demanding in bed and he couldn't be happier about that fact. He pushed up her t-shirt and kissed the skin he exposed. He followed the smooth strong thigh that smelled of vanilla up until he came to his new favorite sweet spot and pressed a kiss against the puffy moist lips.
Joe's moan caught his attention and when he looked up she grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it up and off, letting it drop to the ground next to them. He'd seen her na**d dozens of times, but seeing her leaning against the wall with her legs spread and ready for him almost had him losing it.
He frantically grabbed onto his self-control and forced himself to relax. Last night, or rather this morning he'd f**ked her hard and fast and didn't get a chance to enjoy the body that had starred in every fantasy he'd ever had. Today he would not make that mistake.
Keeping his eyes locked on her face he leaned in and ran the tip of his tongue through her wet folds. He did it again when she licked her lips and closed her eyes in pleasure. When her flavor hit his tongue he groaned and licked her again, desperate for another taste.
She tasted so good, better than he ever imagined she would and he wanted more. He ignored the demand his dick made to be freed and reached up and gently spread her folds open with his fingers.
Beautiful, absolutely beautiful, he thought as he leaned in to lick her from core to clit. When she fisted her hands in his hair he did it again this time flicking the tip of his tongue over her cl*t before pulling it between his lips and suckling gently.
"Eric," she moaned.
He gave her cl*t one last pull before sitting back and slid a finger inside of her, slowly. For a moment he was content to watch his finger slide in and out of her, but the need to taste her again became too strong to ignore. He kept his finger inside of her as he kissed, licked and suckled her clit.
All too soon he felt her body tighten around his finger. One minute the sounds of his groans and her panting and soft moans could be heard in the room and the next she was screaming his name and holding his mouth tightly to her core. He felt her body slump against the wall and before her legs gave out he had her in his arms and was carrying her to her room.
"What now?" she asked, panting and desperately trying to catch her breath as he laid her carefully on top of her bed.
"Now," he said, reaching back and grabbing a fistful of his shirt, "we move onto the next fantasy."
*******
"Not yet," Eric grumbled against her mouth as his hand caught hers heading south, again.
His next fantasy as it turned out to be a bit of a surprise. After he stripped his clothes off and climbed under the sheet to join her, he kissed her. That was it. His hands didn't wander and every time one of hers tried to he stopped her and just kept on kissing her.
They'd been kissing for at least a half an hour and it didn't appear as though he was going to grow bored anytime soon. Actually, he seemed to be really enjoying himself. At least the incredibly hard erection poking her and the way he moaned against her mouth let her know that he liked what they were doing. Truth be told she loved it as well. She loved the way he held her in his arms, ran his hands over her back soothingly while he slowly devoured her mouth.
Unfortunately it turned her on a little too much and left her aching. If he didn't do something soon she was going to kill him that's all there was to it. When several minutes passed and he still didn't do anything she decided it was time to take the reins. She moved her hands up his chest as she moved to sit up, giving him no choice but to lie on his back or break the kiss.
When he laid back she didn't hesitate. She threw her leg over his waist and straddled him. He didn't seem to register the move until she ground herself against his hard length. Then he let out a pained groan and tried to roll her back onto her side, but she wasn't having that.
She rolled her h*ps forward before pushing back. When she felt the silky head of his erection press at her entrance she didn't hesitate in pushing back until he was sliding inside of her. He felt so damn good. He wasn't her first lover, but he was undoubtedly the best.
He was also the first man she'd ever had unprotected sex with and god help her but she never wanted anything to come between them. She wasn't worried about catching something from him. They both got tested every six months whether or not they'd been with someone and she knew it had been a long time for him. She also wasn't worried about getting pregnant. She'd been on birth control since she was sixteen out of fear that she'd screw up like her mother.
"I wasn't done," he complained even as he rolled his h*ps to fill her.
"Yes, you were," she said breathlessly as she gave him one last kiss before sitting up.
Never in her life had she felt fuller. She swore she could feel the tip of his penis inside of her. It felt good, better than good and she wanted more. Slowly, she moved up and dropped back down on him, earning a groan from him. She did it again, this time more slowly. He felt so good sliding inside of her. She met his eyes and nearly moaned when he licked his lips hungrily.