it onto the floor.
Jared gazed upon the bounty he uncovered, drinking in her lush curves. Her breasts were full, her nipples a dark, rosy pink. She offered him a trembling smile that, for whatever crazy reason, touched his notoriously untouchable heart. He moved down, brushing a kiss over her quivering stomach, curling his fingers into the waistband of her black skirt.
She lifted her hips, a silent encouragement, and he slipped the skirt off her, a hot surge of lust rushing through his veins when he saw her lacy black panties. “Let’s keep the shoes on,” he murmured, smiling when he heard her soft laughter.
He returned his attention to her breasts, her body undulating beneath his as he slowly circled each nipple with his tongue before he drew first one, then the other deep into his mouth, sucking her, driving her wild.
“Jared.” She whispered his name, a little gasp escaping her when he bit down on her distended flesh.
“So soft,” he murmured against her skin when he released a nipple from his lips. “So sweet.”
Sheridan slid her fingers into his hair, caressing his head, her touch gentle, fueling his want for her. Moving up, he fused his mouth with hers yet again, drunk on her taste, intoxicated with the sensation of her almost naked body rubbing against his. He reached between them and cupped her, the heat emanating from her sex making him ache.
“That feels so good.” She panted against his mouth, whimpering when he pressed his fingers harder. She was soaked, primed, and ready for him, and he caressed her, rubbing against her panties.
He slipped his fingers beneath the thin fabric, stroking her directly, then sinking them into that damp, hot flesh. “I wanna see you come,” he whispered.
Opening her eyes, their gazes met and held as he slowly, deliberately touched her. “Yes,” she breathed, spreading her legs wide as he stroked her.
She sounded lost. Shit, he felt lost. To the way she responded, how she sounded, the hitch in her breath when he hit a particular spot. He watched her, unable to take his gaze off her pretty face, her gorgeous body. He wanted to take it slow, bring her pleasure over and over again, but he was already pushed close to the edge. This frantic need to possess her completely had him in a near stranglehold.
Sheridan’s entire body tensed beneath his as he continued to touch her, increasing his pace, teasing her clit. She arched her back, her breasts trembling as she seemed to hold the position for long, agonizing seconds. “I’m gonna come,” she whispered, sounding surprised.
“Come for me,” he whispered against her lips before he sealed his mouth onto hers to deliver a quick, tongue-thrusting kiss.
That did it. She fell apart, intense shudders taking over her body, the way she cried out his name, squealed, and made all of those hot little noises testing his patience.
He wanted inside her. Now.
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Sheridan lay there in the middle of the bed, the aftershocks of her orgasm still coursing through her twitching body. Slipping off her panties, she let them drop to the floor. God, had she ever come that hard before? The way he’d touched her had been delicious enough. But what he’d said had made it even better.
If she wasn’t careful, she could become addicted to him, and quick.
Jared stripped out of his jeans, reaching into the back pocket to pull out his wallet, from which he withdrew a condom. She drank him in, a shivery sigh leaving her. His body was absolutely perfect. Like he’d been carved from marble, every muscle perfectly delineated, his biceps bulging as he shoved his underwear down his thick legs.
Her eyes widened. Willow hadn’t been that far off in her description. “You’re huge.” Oh God, it was so hot, watching him put on the condom. He stroked himself once, twice, turned his head to catch her watching him, and she nibbled on her lower lip.
This was without a doubt the best sexual experience of her life. And he hadn’t even been