Crash Into My Heart (7 page)

She pressed up against him and breathed out against his neck.

“Really?”

“More than I’ve wanted anyone in a very long time.
Years.
I fucking forgot about protection. I never do that. You mess with my head,
koulka
mou
.”

“I do?”
She sounded pleased.

She arched up against him
again
and he nearly
ejaculated
as she parted her thighs
invitingly,
positioning
her l
egs
around
his hips
.

“Fuck.”

She dug her heels into his lower back to pull him forward.

He slid
directly
into her
. He squeezed his eyes
shut. It was the most
erotic,
satisfying
moment he could
remember
. He stopped t
hinking and began to stroke
.
He would have to take care of her afterwards because at this moment he could not hold back. He came in an embarrassingly quick
minute
.

H
ad to be both his hottest and mos
t humiliating sexual experience
combined.

***

Janice
panted under Adrian
’s prone body
. That was it then.
S
he’d just
experienced
her second
lover
ever. She waited for
regret
of her betrayal to Karl’s memory to
bloom
. I
t didn’t. All she
felt
was her own sexual frustration, of
being
left
unsatisfied.

Great.
The man had the body of a god, but he was more like Karl than
expected
. Maybe most men were like this. Decent guys out of bed, but inep
t lovers. Things had been
good at the start
with
Adrian
convincing her that
he found her breasts attractive.
Which was in and of itself
quite a
feat
because they certainly weren’t the pert things they’d
been when she was twenty.
S
he’d
actually
forgotten about their
imperfection
because he seemed to
like
them.

“God, Janice. I’m sorry. You’
re so damn
hot
and I wanted you so badly that I lost control.”

He eased out of her and rolled to
her
side.

“Let me clean
up and I’ll be right back.”

Janice
waited
alone on the
bed staring up at her
ceiling. She felt her desire ebbing away, her body
chilling
, her
headache returning
. She closed her eyes
and sighed in
resignation.

She felt the dip of the mattress as he settled back down next to her.

“
Koulka
m
ou
, that was mind-blowing
.”

He licked and nipped at her neck
, moving down into the hollow at her throat to suck softly at her skin. She felt her desire
twinge
again.

“Now we need to make sure your mind gets blown too.”

Her breath caught in her throat. He wasn’t done?

He re
sumed
attention
to her breasts, murmuring about how soft
and sexy
they were. He spent a long time sucking, kissing and licking them.
W
hen he released a breast and nipped sharply on
her nipple, she felt her body
spike like light
ning down
through
her core.

He
set a course
down h
er body, licking and nipping
until he’d positioned his face at the juncture of her thighs. The first lick of his tongue on her clit nearly sent her sailing off the bed. He held her down and pressed her thighs further
apart
. Janice relaxed and forgot about everything except the sensations he
roused
in her body. The rising tension
from
his tongue lapping at the openi
ng of her vagina and
between her petal lips was all-consuming. Then he latched onto her clit and began to suck with just the right amount of
rhythm and
pressure. She
arched
up greedily into his mouth.

In the past, in her marriage, she’d worked hard to get fully aroused. Worries, obligations, day-to-day events persisten
tly intruded into her mind,
while she was having sex. Amazingly, at this moment, she felt so lost in physical pleasure that she couldn’t focus on any clear thought. Ideas hovered out beyond her conscious awareness bu
t she couldn’t reach them. S
ensations throbbing in her body blotted out any fully formed thoughts.

When her orgasm c
ame, she felt like her head exploded.
Fireworks.
The
ricocheting waves crested, receded,
crested.
What the hell was that?
She’d had orgasms
,
but this was
like packed dynamite going off i
n her body. Finally, it tapered
, leaving her boneless.
She couldn’t
have
move
d
in that moment
had
the house
caught
fire
.

Then he started sucking and licking her
again
. As the first orgasm receded another one began to build.
No way.
Was it possible for her body to do this? She didn’t want to stop it. She couldn’t stop it anyway. Her body wa
s
a train steaming full bore ahead, Adrian the conductor feeding the hungry engine. She submitted. Adrian slid one finger, then a second finger into her core and began alternating the rhythm of his mouth with the stroking of his hand. Her body tightened up into a tense bundle of a thousand nerves and then blew.
Wildly, out of control.
Her inner muscles contracted hard over and over around Adrian’s fingers.

Then A
drian was up on top of her again. H
e kissed her with a knowing,
happy grin. She could taste herself on him.

“Was that
sufficiently
mind blowing
?”

She moaned.
“Oh
god, Adrian!”

Then she felt his aroused cock
nudging
her thigh.

“Janice
…I don’t have another condom. Do you?”

“No.”

He cursed and rubbed against her,
pressing her body into the bed
.

“I want you again already.
”

“Are you asking me to take a risk? I can’t
,
Adrian.”

He rolled
away
.

“I know. It
was
s
tupid
of me to
suggest it
.”

“But…I want to take care of you.”

“
What did you have in mind?”

“I just need a minute to
charge back up
.”

Adrian chuckled.

“I’m good, aren’t I?”

“There was a moment when I wondered.”

“
Hey,
I
apologized.”

Janice giggled.

“And made up for it.
Twice.
”

She lifted herself up and gazed down at him. Their eyes met and held. She knew hers were full of satisfaction. His were full of
revived
desire.

He stroked her cheek.

“You tasted like
manna
.”

She
smiled as she
trailed her
fingers
over
the ripples of his chest and stomach.

“So pretty.
  I wonder what
you
taste like.
”

“Pretty? That’s
just what a man l
oves
to hear
in bed
.”

“Nonetheless.”
She dipped her head and began kissing his chest. She settled over a round, brown
nipple and sucked
. He moaned and reached for her.

“
No-no
,” she
discouraged
him. “It’s my turn.”

He crossed his arms behind his head and propped up, watching her.

There was
so
much
c
hest
to explore.
A
dusting of dark hair
start
ed at the base of his throat,
spread
ing
out and
down to his belly button.
She licked the fine hair wet,
then
blew it dry until it tickled
him
.
His
skin stretched
smooth, taut
across his stomach
. She ran the tip of her tongue through the grooves between the muscles, travel
ing
across every route. His hard-on bumped under her chin and he grunted in desire.

“
Janice
, please.”

S
he wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and
put her mouth against the head
.
She began with
soft, tentative licks.
His
perso
nal
,
musky odor was pleasant,
appealing. She grew bolder, sucking the sides of his cock and swirling her tongue up and down his length. Finally, after several minutes of torture, she opened her mouth
as wide as she could
and sucked the head in. The taste of his pre
-
cum was light, tangy on the back of her throat.

“Fuck, Janice.”

It thrilled her
to be in control
. She began sucking in earnest, sliding
her tongue around the head,
down the sides. She tightened her fingers around
the
base and began to stroke him in
to her mouth. S
he
relaxed
her jaw enough to let him slide all the way
in
against the back of her throat.

“Holy fucking Christ, Janice.”

He began pumping his hips up
into her mouth
and within a
few
minute
s
he
released
against her throat. She kept her mouth
around the head of his cock, swallowing
.
She’d neve
r done that before. He trembled,
then
quieted
under her, his breathing
ragged. She let his softening cock pop out of her mouth.

Adrian reach
ed down and dragged her up
his body. He caught her chin with his hand and kissed her
hard
.

“That was, bar none,
amazing
. Thank you.”

Janice laughed.
Well.
That felt good.

Adrian tucked her in next to him and pulled the
sheet
up over them.

“Sleep.
We’ll talk in the morning.”

Janice
drifted to sleep
, cud
dled into Adrian’s warm body, wondering what
he wanted to talk about.

***

Adrian woke to the
smell of fresh coffee and frying bacon. He st
retched. He hadn’t slept that solidly
in ages. Work
was
a constant stress. Despite being behind on several
jobs
,
his engineers didn’t seem to feel the oncoming crisis
of the delays like he did. The
companies they were producing for could pull out
anytime
,
causing
a
financial disaster
. Only Adrian’s relationship with their executives
kept these
projects afloat.