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Authors: Kaylee Kazarian
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breathing was picking up, pleasure running in stormy waves down my spine.
I wanted him like this, slow and easy and honest out in the middle of nowhere. This didn’t feel anything like our quick tryst in the barn. This was two people making a conscious choice to be together, to give in to their desires and let them run wild.
I hooked my leg against the back of Jay’s denim-clad one, and the next time I arched upwards at his touch, I felt the growing hardness in his jeans as our hips brushed teasingly against each other.
His groan rumbled through my skin, taking up residence in my bones. It was a sound that made me feel wild, and it made me feel free.
But I wanted more. I wanted Jay to want me so badly that he couldn’t stop those sounds. I wanted to make him feel so good that instead of making soft sounds against the hollow of my throat, he was howling at the moon in pleasure. I wanted to wrest the rest of that control away from him and watch him come undone beneath my fingers.
His fingers clutched and squeezed at the soft skin of my breast, this time with the added layer of the bra between us. But it only added more pleasure to it as the smooth fabric rubbed incessantly against my nipple, sending pinpricks of feeling all the way down to my toes.
I grabbed Jay’s hand and he allowed me to tug it away with a brow raised in question. In silent answer, I took his hand and shoved it beneath the hem of my t-shirt. I wanted to feel the heat of his skin against my own.
The rough calluses of his hardworking fingers caught and dragged against my skin, a delicious contrast to how gently he was touching me. Jay smoothed his hand up and down along my side, feathering touches against the swell of my hip and letting his knuckles drag along my ribs.
Now he was the one teasing me. But I couldn’t push my ego to the side enough to beg. I could feel the words building behind my teeth, so I clamped them shut to keep it in place. I wasn’t going to give in, not this easily. Jay was going to have to work for it.
His thumb slid over the padded fabric of my bra, making the touch seem so much less. But it still felt divine, the pressure of the pad of his thumb working teasingly over my nipple. His other hand slipped beneath my shirt as I rolled back onto my back, giving him better access to touch me.
I laid my head back against the woolly blanket, my throat bared as I watched him through heavy-lidded eyes. How had Jay figured me out so quickly? Were my desires so obvious? Or was it just that he knew me so well, that he was learning to play my body like a beloved instrument?
I didn’t care. All I wanted was for him to keep touching me.
Jay nudged my legs apart with a knee, moving so that he was hovering over me. I spread my legs as far as I could, a moan breaking past my lips as he lowered his weight on top of me, the hard line of his erection nestling against the hollow of my hip. I arched as best I could while being pinned beneath his weight, trying to get more friction, more touch, just more of Jay .
“You like that?” His voice was a hot puff of air against my ear, and I couldn’t stop my shudder. But I didn’t answer. As loving and as sweet as this was, I knew the game was still on. I had teased Jay to the point of breaking and left him hanging. This was his revenge.
All I could do was hope that if I kept my mouth shut and didn’t give in, maybe he would keep going. Because the last thing in the world I wanted was for him to stop.
His laughter tickled against the crook of my neck, shaking another moan out of me. My neck was my weak spot, and Jay had figured that out very quickly. He started in on the skin at the juncture of my neck and shoulder, working across it with big, wet kisses.
I could feel the teasing brush of the tip of his tongue with each open-mouthed kiss and it was driving me wild. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, when I could
I wanted him like this, slow and easy and honest out in the middle of nowhere. This didn’t feel anything like our quick tryst in the barn. This was two people making a conscious choice to be together, to give in to their desires and let them run wild.
I hooked my leg against the back of Jay’s denim-clad one, and the next time I arched upwards at his touch, I felt the growing hardness in his jeans as our hips brushed teasingly against each other.
His groan rumbled through my skin, taking up residence in my bones. It was a sound that made me feel wild, and it made me feel free.
But I wanted more. I wanted Jay to want me so badly that he couldn’t stop those sounds. I wanted to make him feel so good that instead of making soft sounds against the hollow of my throat, he was howling at the moon in pleasure. I wanted to wrest the rest of that control away from him and watch him come undone beneath my fingers.
His fingers clutched and squeezed at the soft skin of my breast, this time with the added layer of the bra between us. But it only added more pleasure to it as the smooth fabric rubbed incessantly against my nipple, sending pinpricks of feeling all the way down to my toes.
I grabbed Jay’s hand and he allowed me to tug it away with a brow raised in question. In silent answer, I took his hand and shoved it beneath the hem of my t-shirt. I wanted to feel the heat of his skin against my own.
The rough calluses of his hardworking fingers caught and dragged against my skin, a delicious contrast to how gently he was touching me. Jay smoothed his hand up and down along my side, feathering touches against the swell of my hip and letting his knuckles drag along my ribs.
Now he was the one teasing me. But I couldn’t push my ego to the side enough to beg. I could feel the words building behind my teeth, so I clamped them shut to keep it in place. I wasn’t going to give in, not this easily. Jay was going to have to work for it.
His thumb slid over the padded fabric of my bra, making the touch seem so much less. But it still felt divine, the pressure of the pad of his thumb working teasingly over my nipple. His other hand slipped beneath my shirt as I rolled back onto my back, giving him better access to touch me.
I laid my head back against the woolly blanket, my throat bared as I watched him through heavy-lidded eyes. How had Jay figured me out so quickly? Were my desires so obvious? Or was it just that he knew me so well, that he was learning to play my body like a beloved instrument?
I didn’t care. All I wanted was for him to keep touching me.
Jay nudged my legs apart with a knee, moving so that he was hovering over me. I spread my legs as far as I could, a moan breaking past my lips as he lowered his weight on top of me, the hard line of his erection nestling against the hollow of my hip. I arched as best I could while being pinned beneath his weight, trying to get more friction, more touch, just more of Jay .
“You like that?” His voice was a hot puff of air against my ear, and I couldn’t stop my shudder. But I didn’t answer. As loving and as sweet as this was, I knew the game was still on. I had teased Jay to the point of breaking and left him hanging. This was his revenge.
All I could do was hope that if I kept my mouth shut and didn’t give in, maybe he would keep going. Because the last thing in the world I wanted was for him to stop.
His laughter tickled against the crook of my neck, shaking another moan out of me. My neck was my weak spot, and Jay had figured that out very quickly. He started in on the skin at the juncture of my neck and shoulder, working across it with big, wet kisses.
I could feel the teasing brush of the tip of his tongue with each open-mouthed kiss and it was driving me wild. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, when I could
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