soothing rhythm settled her excited emotions. She floated in
the warm cocoon of Derek’s body and drifted to sleep.
Minutes later, he slid from beneath her and
exited the bed. Turning away, she buried her face into a pillow and
tracked the sound of his footsteps to the bathroom.
A light glared into her eye. She shoved her
pillow over her head and mumbled, “Turn off the lights.”
“ I didn’t turn them on, but you’d
better get up. It’s almost nine-thirty.”
“ You’ve got to be kidding. We just
went to sleep!” Jillian peered out from under her
pillow.
“ No. It’s morning.” He climbed back
into bed and dropped kisses along the edge of her shoulder. His
hand traced a path over her back, moving the sheet and blankets out
of way as he proceeded downward. His lips followed his hand,
charting the same course.
She didn’t want to budge, not with him right
beside her, not with him rubbing her back.
“ Don’t you want to wake up and greet
the morning?” His hand squeezed her buttocks.
With a sigh of pleasure, she shook her head.
“No.”
The rough texture of his beard sliding along
her upper thigh and she raised her head to glance back over her
shoulder at him poised between her legs. He resembled a pirate with
his hair tousled, his eyes shining with mischief, and the midnight
shadow marking his chin.
Whoa, is he hot.
“ Good morning Mr. Blackbeard. May I
ask what you’re doing?”
His hands traveled up and down her legs,
ever closer to the center of her heat. Her body liquefied.
“ Boy, if you have to ask. I must be
doing something wrong.” He dropped his head, kissed her lower back
then continued across her buttocks.
Twisting, she struggled to shift out of the
path of his questing mouth. But he held her in place, refusing to
let her up.
“ Be still, woman,” he teased in a fake
pirate voice. “How can I have my daily pound of flesh, if you keep
wiggling?” He stroked his rough beard across the sensitive skin of
her inner thigh.
“ Derek!” Jillian cried out in
excitement.
“ You like?” He repeated the erotic
caress.
Clutching the sheet, she pressed her hips
into the bed away from his rough chin. “Come on. Let me up.”
“ Aw, matey, it’d give you a distinct
advantage, and I can’t have that.” He pretended to twist his beard
like Blackbeard and released her. “Now can I?”
With a laugh, she worked to turn over. Derek
allowed her to change position, but he fell on her as soon as she
landed on her back.
“ Now we have more interesting toys to
play with.” His hands covered her breasts. Looking up into his
face, she smiled. The twinkle of desire in his eyes matched the
teasing tone of his voice.
She put her arms around his neck, and drew
him closer for a kiss. “Good morning,” whispered from her lips
seconds before his mouth captured hers.
The dream from last night had been true. She
basked in the wonderful feel of him on top of her, his lips hot and
moist on hers. Sighing softly, she surrendered to the intoxicating
rhythm of his heart beating against hers.
This time she knew what she wanted.
Unwilling to wait, she wrapped herself around him, urgently
demanding his body join with hers.
When he drove into her, she bucked beneath
him, rising to meet his thrusts. All thoughts fled from her mind.
Only he existed in this world.
The slow pace of his thrusts at first
soothed her with long loving caresses, tempted her into the fire of
desire, at last inflamed. She pumped her hips to add to the
rhythm.
He freed her mouth. “Easy my lady, I want to
enjoy every inch of you.”
“ No!” She groaned and squeezed her
legs tighter around his waist.
His pace increased. She flew higher and
higher. Skin drenched, chills rippled along her spine as her climax
washed over her, and his followed.
Jillian couldn’t help but sigh with
pleasure. “Incredible. Thank you, Derek.”
“ The pleasure was all
mine.”
“ I don’t think you can say that. I
enjoyed it quite a bit
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