Long Time Gone (Rough Riders #16.5)(26)
Author: Lorelei James

She thrashed when he started a slight rocking motion against her. “Yes. Please. Show me.”

The knuckles of his hand got wet with her juices when he reached between their bodies. “Look at me.”

Their gazes connected. Then their mouths.

He pushed the head of his cock in and stopped. An odd thought crossed his mind and he smiled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Just thinkin’ about that joke ‘just let me put the tip in, if you don’t like it I’ll pull out’.”

“This is a serious moment, Cal. How dare you crack jokes?”

He lifted his head to look into her eyes.

She smiled at him. “I like the tip, so keep goin’.”

Cal eased in and swallowed her surprised gasp when he filled her hot, tight little cunt completely.

Fuck. That felt fucking amazing.

Breathe.

Don’t rut on her.

Kimi shifted and slipped her arms around his lower back, smoothing her hands over his ass.

He kissed a path to her ear. “What’s that tight squeeze on my ass supposed to mean, former virgin?”

“That I’m taking my turn at touching you.”

“Bossy former virgin,” he muttered.

“I’m fine, Cal. You’re holding back. I’m ready.”

But he wasn’t. Her pussy clasped his shaft so tightly he’d probably only last ten strokes before he’d blow. “Wrap those sexy legs around my waist,” he murmured in her ear.

The change in position opened her up a little more and she buried her face in his neck.

Cal pulled out, paused, and slid back in. “Feels so damn good.”

“For me too, so don’t stop.”

He didn’t stop, but he kept the rhythm slow and steady. Letting his chest rub on hers after hearing her practically purr the first time he did it.

And yet, somehow, the awkwardness remained.

Getting the first time out of the way was tempting. He could show her how much better it was the second time, and every time after that.

So he changed tactics and stopped with the sweet, sweet lovin’ and started to fuck her.

All the awkwardness disappeared and Kimi got into it.

Really into it. Moving underneath him, kissing his chest, biting his ear all the while that tight pussy squeezed him.

“Cal,” she breathed against his throat, “it’s happening again.”

“Don’t tense up, darlin’, just let it happen.” He nudged her face until she let her head fall back. He latched onto the sweet spot on her neck and sank his teeth in. In hindsight Cal hadn’t the foggiest on why he’d done that, but it worked.

Kimi gasped and thrashed, her hips driving upward, searching for that perfect amount of pressure until she found it.

She cried out his name. Her fingernails dug into his ass hard enough to leave gouges. Her pussy went tighter yet, so his cock felt as if he’d stuck it into a vacuum as it sucked out every bit of seed.

He came harder than he’d ever come before.

He came so hard that when he remembered he was still on earth, not in the damn stratosphere, Kimi was soothing him. Kissing his neck. Pressing her fingertips into his lower back. Murmuring sexy sweet nothings into his ear.

When Cal opened his eyes, Kimi looked at him with awe. Then she kissed him.

Not an ordinary kiss, but one that filled him with hope, and a sense of purpose.

This woman belonged to him. She was his purpose. She needed him in a way no one else did. And he sure as hell needed her.

So it sliced him to the quick when he understood in order to have her forever, he’d have to let her go for a little while.

“Cal?”

He had no idea how long he’d been lost in bliss. He glanced down at her. “You are so damn pretty.” He kissed the corner of her jaw. “I’m thinkin’ I could chain you to my bed and just tell everyone you left. That way I could have you to myself.”

“Selfish, are you?”

“When it comes to you? Yep. Without apology.” Cal shifted slightly and she sucked in a sharp breath. “Sorry. I’ll move. Just hang on.” He pulled out as slowly as he could, studying her face for signs of pain.

She blinked at him and whispered, “I can still feel you inside me.”

“I suspect that’ll be the case for several more hours.” He bussed her forehead. “Stay put.” Then he scooted off the bed and headed to the bathroom. As he soaked the washcloth in cold water, he splashed water on his face.

A bout of nerves came over Cal and he returned to the bedroom. He hesitated by the side of the bed. Come to think of it…he’d never been with a virgin. Was he supposed to clean his seed off her and then hold the cool cloth between her legs as they cuddled under the covers and talked about what’d happened?