Kelly Jamieson - Crazy Ever After

He strode across the room and picked up the phone. Ten minutes later, he’d discovered the next flight back to the States was tomorrow night. He sighed, but booked them on it anyway.

He hung up and turned to face her. “We’re leaving tomorrow night.”

“We have tomorrow, then, to go the estate.”

He slowly shook his head. “Samara.”

“Come with me. Please, Travis.” Her eyes held his.

Hell. His resolve disintegrated beneath her clear green gaze. And the enticement of an incredible coffee bean. “Fine,” he growled. “We’ll leave first thing in the morning.”

She smiled. Tipped her head. “Thank you. So, what should we do to pass the time until then?”

She slid off the bed, moved toward him, and dropped to her knees.

“Oh, hell.”

Her fingers encircled his cock, which swelled and lengthened at her touch. His blood surged hot in his veins, and lust exploded in his brain as her tongue played with the head, circling, rubbing against that sweet spot on the underside, licking up and down, getting him wet so she could slide the tight ring of her lips over him and down. Up. Back down. He closed his eyes, let his head drop back, and fisted her hair in his hands. Her mouth was a dream, a hot, wet, sucking dream. Sublime sensation consumed him, a fiery tortuous ecstasy, making his legs go weak. He widened his stance, bare feet planted on the thick carpet, and when her fingers slipped between his legs to fondle his balls, he almost lost it right then.

“Oh, baby,” he groaned. “Oh yeah. Lick them, honey. Lick my balls.” He released her hair with one hand and held his cock up and out of her way. She eagerly complied, her teasing tongue sending fiery waves over him, his skin tingling, his testicles drawing up so tight at her touch.

“Love this,” she murmured. “Love your cock. I love the taste of it, the feel of it in my mouth, so thick and heavy.”

Her words inflamed him, ecstatic sensations sliding through him.

“And I love your balls,” she continued. She nuzzled the hair at his groin, kissed his thigh, licked tenderly over the taut sac again and again, then took one testicle into her mouth and sucked. Pressure built, and tingles slid up his spine, his fingers tightening in her hair. “How big and tight they are. Mmmm.”

Her pleasure at giving him pleasure was like the biggest imaginable stroke to his ego, making him feel fucking on top of the world. There was nothing, nothing in the world, hotter than a woman who loved sex like this. Samara, usually so bossy and in control, now on her knees in front of him clearly loving what she was doing, should have seemed subservient, but at that moment, he was the one who felt at her mercy, completely, utterly vulnerable, like he’d do any damn thing in the world for her.

He was crazy about her.

He opened his eyes and looked down at her as she took him in her mouth again, his swollen girth stretching her lips, her fingers again cupping his balls, her fingernails gently scraping and torturing him. He gritted his teeth, and the muscles of his ass tightened. He resisted the urge to thrust harder into her mouth, deeper into her throat.

“So good,” he groaned. “Your mouth, Sam. God, your mouth on me...so hot.”

She drew back and dropped her gaze to his cock, dripping and flushed. She smiled then tenderly rubbed the sensitive head of his dick over her wet lips. Heat flashed over him, and he moaned again. She looked up at him, long lashes framing her big eyes, hazy with lust, hot for him. So beautiful. So sexy.

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hungrily on him again, and everything inside him exploded in a hot violent burst. He held her head, trying to pull her back in case she didn’t want to do this, but she gave a small shake of her head, her eyebrows drawn together, and held him in her mouth as he came in long exquisite bursts.

She swallowed and let him slide out of her mouth, gently licking around the head, all shiny and super sensitive, then sucked him into her mouth in one last gentle pull.

“Jesus,” he croaked, and he went to his knees on the floor, too, and wrapped his arms around her. “Jesus Christ.”

They stayed like that, kneeling in front of each other, hugging, emotion swelling up inside him so big it almost choked him. He felt both an overwhelming sense of gratification and...love.

He rose to his feet, picked her up and carried her over to the bed, where he gently laid her down, so precious and valuable. To him. So important. So...everything.

She drove him crazy, yeah, but he wanted that kind of crazy, needed it like an addict needs a drug, needed her, needed her craziness, forever.

He parted her legs and knelt between them as she watched him with heavy-lidded eyes and a sultry smile. He leaned in to her to lick her sweet folds, slick with arousal, sweet and heady. He kissed the crease where thigh joined hip, brushed his lips over the puff of auburn curls, drew his tongue down over the softest skin in the world. She opened her thighs wider for him and moaned her delight. She tasted as sweet as sin, like desire and delight. Delicate. Delectable. He swallowed her taste, suckled on her soft flesh, kissed her clit, and then licked over it. Her body shuddered, and she whimpered, and when he drew her clit into his mouth and so gently sucked, she cried out, fisted her hands into the sheets and came in his mouth. So beautiful. So sexy.

They slept in her room that night. She awoke in the darkness, unsure of the time, draped over him, legs twined with his. She moved against him, rubbing with a latent need that quickly grew. She petted his chest—hard muscle, silky hair, hard little nipples— and made him twitch. She slid her hand lower, caressed his belly just beneath his navel, tangled her fingers in the rough hair below that, then reached lower still. Semi-hard, his cock swelled eagerly into her fingers. She smiled.

She stroked him, velvety skin over his hardening shaft and thick pulsing veins, and rubbed her thumb over the wet tip. His groan rumbled in his chest where her head still rested. She kissed his chest, tasting his skin with her tongue. His arms tightened around her, and then he rolled her to her back, coming over her, big and strong and powerful.

She gazed up at him in the dark, the moonlight streaming in the balcony doors where they’d left the curtains open, casting his body into highlights and shadows, emphasizing his high cheekbones and strong jaw, his dark eyes, his firm mouth. Silver and blue shadows sculpted his shoulders and biceps into powerful curves and dips as he parted her thighs and pushed her knees back. He moved between her legs, his knees spread wide, his thighs thick with muscle, the dark gold curls at his groin gleaming faintly, his cock thrusting up with erotic demand. Her lips parted at the sight of it, so engorged and beautiful. Feminine satisfaction swept through her that she did that to him, that he wanted her, and she blinked at a sudden prickle in the corners of her eyes.

“You’re beautiful, Samara,” he whispered, his gaze holding hers. “So beautiful.”

“So are you.”

His mouth curved in a wry smile, and she smiled too, her mouth tremulous.

Heat washed over her body in slow, luscious waves, pulsing from deep within her.

He laid his palm on his groin, his cock between his middle and index finger to help guide him into her. She watched, breathless and hot, then closed her eyes as he pushed inside her. Never enough. Never.

He eased himself in, slowly, in and out. “Take me, honey. Take me...like that. Oh, yeah.”

“Yes.”

When he was in and they were pressed as close as they could be, joined there so intimately, he set his hands on her waist and held her, his hands so big on her body his thumbs almost met on her abdomen, and he began to move in her, sliding in and out in slow strokes. Then he moved over her, took her hands in his, and pressed them to the bed beside her head, taking his weight on his elbows, and he kissed her. He licked into her mouth, dragged his tongue over her teeth. He nibbled her lips and sucked her tongue, all the while rocking into her with his hips in a drugging, enthralling rhythm. She curled her fingers tightly around his and kissed him back.