❦ Kate ❦

If it weren't for the way Jason's fingers tightened on my waist, I would have thought he wasn't the least bit affected by my admittance. His heated gaze was fixed on my face as if he was drinking me in.

I swallowed hard, my chest rising and falling with each breath I took. It was as if he held me transfixed under a spell. Every cell in my body was yearning to touch him and to be touched in return. I felt dizzy with the intense arousal sweeping through my body. I didn't have the strength to fight it and I didn't want to.

Shoving my hands in his messy hair, I pulled his down again, needing to feel his lips on mine. A low groan rippled from his throat and he pulled me hard against me. Then he was kissing me back in fierce hunger.

It was a kiss filled with urgency, long pent-up passion and need. The taste of him was intoxicating it made my head spin. Without breaking the kiss, he pushed me against the glass wall and hoisted me up so that I could wrap my legs around him. The feel of his arousal pressing against me sent delicious ripples of heat through me and I moaned into his mouth, moving against him desperately.

He broke the kiss suddenly and pressed his forehead against mine. "I don't have a condom." He said on a low groan.

"I'm on the pill." My voice was so husky with desire. "And I'm clean."

"Me too."

I ground against erection restlessly, earning a groan from him. "Then what are we waiting for?"

"And I thought I was the impatient one." He smirked, pushing his hips forward and giving me the friction I wanted. His mouth captured my moan, and he started walking with me still wrapped around him.

The next thing I knew my back was hitting the couch and he was hovering over me with one knee on my side and the other leg on the floor. Supporting his torso with one arm he shoved my skirt up and then hissed when he saw the lacy thong I was wearing.

I parted my thighs and pulled him down on me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He groaned and ground himself into me as his mouth took mine in another intense kiss.

I felt as if I was about to explode. My breasts ached to be touched and I was drenched with wanting him. Dragging his mouth away from mine, he turned his attention to my neck, leaving open mouth kisses and nipping at the tender flesh. He pulled my top over my head and then unclasped my bra exposing me to his eyes.

"Oh, fuck. You're so beautiful." He groaned and bent his head down to take one tip in his mouth. I cried out with the sharp jolt of pleasure that went through me. His skilled mouth drove me wild as I writhed under him. Every tug from his mouth sent a jolt of desire straight to my core.

One of his hands skimmed down my thighs and slipped underneath the edge of my thong. His whole body went tense when he found me wet and ready for him.

"Jesus." He growled. "You're soaking."

"Please." I moaned clawing at his shirt. "I need you inside me." I begged. I was way past the point of caring about anything else, desperate to have him.

With a groan, he plunged two fingers inside me and I let out a loud breathy moan. His thumb worked on my clit as he continued moving his fingers in and out of me. His other hand was on one of my breasts while he used his mouth on the other. I lost it completely. The pleasure was so intense. My hips pumped against his hand uncontrollably. It was beyond anything I had ever experienced and I cried out his name as my body exploded around him.

I was still trembling from the orgasm when I felt Jason ease down my body and throw my legs over his shoulders. Before my mind could figure out his intentions, he lowered his head and covered my slick folds with his mouth.

The blood roared in my ears and my body arched off the couch as pure unbearable pleasure shot through me. Within seconds I was coming on his tongue and he groaned deep in his throat without stopping what he was doing.

"You taste so fucking good." His growl vibrated through me.

He pushed his fingers inside me and I cried out weakly. I didn't think I could take it anymore. I was too swollen, too sensitive. "I can't." I protested gripping his head. "I...Oh God."

But when he attacked my swollen nub ruthlessly with his tongue, my mind went completely blank. Violent tremors rushed through me and my mouth opened in a silent scream at the force of the climax that followed. The aftermath left me shaking and boneless.

He moved up over me and cupped my face. "That was so damn hot." His eyes were dark with desire and I could feel his throbbing erection pressing into me. "I love the fact that you're so responsive to me."

He kissed me hard, almost brutally and my body immediately responded to him. It was impossible to feel such hunger after the earth-shattering orgasms I had just had but my body was humming with the desire to be possessed.

He was still fully dressed and I tore my mouth away from him and reached for the buttons of his shirt. My hands were trembling but I managed to undo all the buttons and pushed the shirt off him.

For a moment, all I could do was stare. I had always wondered if the muscles hinted at beneath his clothes were as impressive as I thought. And now seeing his body, I realized it was even better than I could have ever imagined.

I ran my fingers over his perfectly formed pecs, loving how his breathing turned harsh when I moved my hands lower. His well-defined abs rippled beneath my touch. I found myself thinking he had the most beautiful set of abs I had even seen.

My hands went to his jeans. I fumbled with the buttons of his fly, my hands brushing against his erection. He cursed violently and grabbed my hands. His face looked as if he was in pain.

"Oh God, did I hurt you?" I asked in concern.

"Hurt me? Shit baby, you're killing me. If you continue to touch me like that I'm damn sure I'm going to lose it before we even get started." I wondered if he was being serious, wondered if I had that much power over him.

He suddenly got off the couch and scooped me into his arms.

I let out a startled yelp. "What are you doing?"

"Taking you to bed." A trace of humor was visible in his stormy blue eyes. He carried me to his bedroom, gently placed me on the bed and quickly removed my skirt and thong. When I tried to kick off my shoes, he stopped me.

"Keep them on." He said straightening up and reaching for the buttons of his jeans.

Lifting myself on to my elbows, I flashed him a teasing smile. "Do you have some kind of a shoe fetish?"

The quick sexy grin he gave me made my toes curl. "Only when it comes to you."

I opened my mouth to comment on that but all thoughts fled my mind when he stepped out of his jeans. My mouth went dry at the sight of him clad only in silk black boxer briefs. The material was tented, making his arousal jut out. I unconsciously licked my lips and swallowed hard. He looked so damn sexy I wanted to devour him. Inch by delicious inch.

With one quick tug, he pulled his briefs down and stepped out of it. My breath caught in my throat. The last time I saw him naked was six years ago and he had been a boy then. But now standing in front of me was a man. A devastatingly sexy male specimen who was just perfect all over.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you look right now?" He asked standing at the foot of the bed, staring down at me. I was wearing nothing but the blue pumps and normally I would have felt self-conscious, but the way he was looking at me put me at ease.

"I was thinking the same about you." I whispered, my body heating up under his gaze.

He moved, coming down to cover my body with his and the first contact had me sighing in pleasure. I shifted so that he was on his back and then straddled him.

He groaned his fingers biting painfully in my hips as I started exploring his body with my fingers and mouth. His muscles jumped under my caressing. When I lightly scraped my fingernails over his hard nipples he shuddered.

His breathing quickened as I moved lower, kissing his abs and the sexy V-cut on his hips. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had given me.

"Kate..." His voice was husky and he fisted his hand in my hair when I finally wrapped my fingers around his hard length. He felt so good and so beautiful. I kissed the tip, running my tongue over him, and instantly got addicted to his taste.

He groaned and tugged me up. "I can't wait anymore." He said hoarsely against my lips. "I need to be inside you now." He flipped me over, pinning me under him.

I thought I might die from the anticipation of having him inside me. He didn't make me wait. He entered me in one hard thrust and we both cried out. The pleasure was so intense but there was a hint of pain too and I felt my muscles stretching to accommodate him. My body wasn't used to his size.

He didn't move but kept still. "You okay?"

"Yes." I gasped out and tightened my legs around him pulling in him deeper, urging him to move.

"Fuck, baby. You're so tight." He groaned withdrawing slowly and then pushing back in again. "Still okay? Am I hurting you?"

By the corded muscles on his neck I knew he was fighting hard to control himself. He had a pained look on his face and my heart constricted at how sweet he was even in a moment like this, making sure I was okay.

When I nodded, he released the breath he seemed to be holding. "Stop me if I hurt you, okay?"

"You won't." I whispered, pulling his head down for a kiss and then bit at his lower lip. "Now please, shut up and fuck me."

He grinned, a hint of humor flashing on his face. "When you ask me so nicely, how can I refuse?"

I laughed but it faded into a cry when he suddenly withdrew and slammed into me with a force that sent my body arching like a bow. He wasn't gentle, and there was nothing even remotely sweet about the way he owned my body. I cried out with each thrust, my hands clawing at his back in desperation as he pounded into me harder and harder.

He drove me into a mind-numbing orgasm that had me screaming his name and just as it ended, he put my legs on his shoulders, changing the angle, going so deep that it was painful. But it was the good kind of pain, the kind mixed with pleasure, and it was so exquisite that I felt tears sting my eyes.

My body began to shake hard and he recognized I was close again. Reaching between us, he pressed his thumb on my clit and I came apart, screaming out his name on a sob.

He rode out my orgasm with hard thrusts and then groaned, his gorgeous face contorted with ecstasy. He gave one last push and exploded inside me, my name sounding hoarse on his lips, his entire body shuddering with the intensity of his release.

He slumped on top of me and buried his damp face in the curve of my neck. I felt totally drained, as if my body was floating. My vision was blurry with tears and I closed my eyes.

Jason rolled on to his back and pulled me into him, tucking me into his side. He didn't say anything and I was grateful for that because I didn't think I had the energy to even form a coherent sentence.

I didn't know how long we stayed like that and when I felt him move, I opened my eyes and looked at him. The stunned wonder reflected in his eyes was the same thing I was feeling.

He transferred his weight to one elbow and kissed me softly. "That was..." He trailed off shaking his head as if he couldn't think of a suitable word to describe what just happened.

"I know." I whispered softly.

He gently caressed my cheeks, and stilled immediately when he noticed the dampness on them. "I hurt you, didn't I?"

"You didn't." I reassured him quickly. "It's just...it felt too good." I could feel a flush rising on my face.

A smirk tugged at his lips. "So tears of excruciating pleasure?"

"Yeah but don't look so smug." I tried to keep the smile off my face but couldn't fight it.

"I think I've earned the right to be smug." He grinned, flashing his dimples and gently brushed away a damp lock of hair off my face. "Stay the night."

"Jason..."

His hand closed over one of my breasts and my breath hitched. "You know you want to."

I couldn't help the gasp that escaped my lips when he trapped my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed. "Yes." I breathed out and reached for him. One night. That was all it was going to be. No matter how amazing he was in bed. I told myself firmly and lost myself in his kiss.