Page 59 of The Hang Up
She licked her lips as he flicked a switch on the bottom of the gadget, laughing as it began to buzz.
“I think I used something like this to sharpen the edges of my skis once.”
“I can’t speak for your skis, but I’m about to melt.”
He grinned and drew a finger through the wetness between her legs, making her shudder with pleasure. “You certainly are.”
He pushed her onto her back again, nudging her legs apart with his hand. Then he moved between them, his head dropping low so she could feel his breath warm and soft at the apex of her thighs. His hair tickled her hip, and the stubble on his chin grazed the heat between her legs.
“Hmmm,” he said, and the resonance of that single syllable sent shock waves of pleasure through her as his mouth made contact with her clit. He drew the vibrator up, teasing her opening with it as he licked into her with slow, languid strokes. “How shall I use this?”
Miriam cried out as his tongue made soft, lazy circles. He probed her opening with the toy and Miriam felt her whole body arch to meet it. She wanted more.Neededmore.
He was happy to oblige.
“You want this inside you, baby?”
She nodded, then gasped as he slid the first inch of it in.
The vibrations chattered all the way up her spine, sending pulses of pleasure to every nerve ending she owned. As his tongue continued to probe, it dawned on her that she’d never felt anything so exquisite, so deliciously fulfilling, in her entire life.
“More,” she gasped.
His tongue moved over her, teasing her as he slid the gently buzzing shaft in and out. His mouth moved in perfect harmony with the toy, the contrast of delicious softness and hard heat making her dizzy with sensation.Hard, soft, hard, soft—the two things melded together until she couldn’t tell where one stopped and the other started. The gentle pressure of his tongue, the solid thrusts of the toy, the heat of his breath, the rasp of stubble on her thigh, the soft suction of his mouth?—
“Oh God!” she cried, gripping his hair with one hand. The other hand snatched a pillow and drew it to her mouth. She bit down hard, conscious of the need to be quiet, of the shared wall and the tremors racking her body like nothing she’d felt before.
Jason drove into her again, his tongue still sweeping over her as her whole body arched beneath him, trailing hot ribbons of lava through her veins. She cried out again, surging beneath the pounding of the vibrator and the feathery strokes of his tongue.
Her orgasm had barely ebbed before she felt him switch off the toy and plant a kiss on her hip. She opened her eyes to see him pulling a condom from the nightstand. She grinned, amazed by her body’s desire for him. The thought of having him inside her made everything clench tight with need, and she spread her legs wider in anticipation.
“Need a break?” He stroked a hand down her side, making her shiver.
“No way,” she said as she reached for the condom. “I want you.”
He grinned and angled himself into the space between her thighs as Miriam slid the condom on. “How do you want me?”
“Deep. Hard.”
He laughed and obeyed, nudging her opening with the tip of his cock. “Anything else?”
“Now!”
She dug her heels into the back of his thighs to pull him inside her. He groaned as Miriam closed her eyes and arched up to meet him. They moved together like that, thrusting, withdrawing, giving, taking, building to the brink all over again. He was bigger than the toy, that was for damn sure, and her whole body hummed with greedy need.
His back rippled with hard muscle and she spurred him with her nails to feel him buck. He drove into her again, hard and slick, and something began to pound in the back of her brain.
“I’m close,” she gasped, surprised again by the hunger of her own body. She’d always been quick to come, but this was insane. It was like some kind of porn flick, but all too real.
“Do it,” he murmured, and she could tell by his tone that he was close, too.
She grabbed the pillow again and bit down, crying out as he slid in deeper. His glutes tensed beneath her palms, and she knew he was there, too.
He gave his own muffled groan and thrust into her again, and Miriam felt the muscles bunch in his shoulders.
She squeezed her eyes shut, riding out her orgasm as she wondered how the hell she never knew this happened in real life and not just erotic novels.
When they finally drew apart, Jason rolled to one side and pulled her against him. She went willingly, her whole body limp as she snuggled up to him and rested her head on his chest. He was breathing hard, and she matched her breath to his, still dazed from pleasure. She stroked a hand over the light dusting of fur on his chest, pretty sure that was the only movement she’d be able to make for at least an hour or two.
