Page 20 of Going Down Hard
Chapter Five
Stone grinned and crawled onto the bed, caging Soph in with his body. “Anywhere?”
Her eyes widened, her lips parting on a rush of air.
He chuckled. “Didn’t mean to say that out loud, huh?”
She shook her head as color rose up her chest into her neck and flooded her face.
“I think it’s safe to say I’ll be touching you everywhere before I’m done with you.”
His gaze snagged on her mouth when her tongue peeked out and slid over her bottom lip. The plump red flesh glistened and Stone couldn’t resist following the path her tongue had taken with his own. Dipping his head, he kept his eyes locked on hers and mirrored her move. Her eyes dilated and warm breath feathered over his lips. He drew it in, pulled it deep to take that small part of her inside him—to claim it,andher, even if it was only that tiny bit.
They breathed the same air as he dragged his tongue back and forth across her mouth. He touched only her lips but every inch of him vibrated with the need to touch more. All of her.
Slow and thorough had been his plan, except now that they were naked, Soph beneath him, Stone couldn’t remember why he’d thought that was a good idea. Couldn’t remember what had taken so long to get here. He felt as though he’d wanted her this way forever.
She’s a job.
He ignored the voice of reason. It might be his job to keep her safe, but this—their mouths touching, their breaths mingling, their bare bodies inches apart—had nothing to do with his job and everything to do with a bone-deep need he could no longer deny.
Slowly, Stone lowered his body over hers. Her skin was soft and smooth against him and the hot cradle of her pussy pressed along his shaft, his balls slipping into the valley between her thighs. They moaned in unison, the pleasure-filled sounds echoing around them and delivering a jolt of lust to his already-throbbing groin.
“Soph.” He trailed his lips along her jaw to her ear. “I need you.”
“Yes.” She parted her legs and his cock sank deeper into the groove of her sex.
He needed to get a condom before the slick heat of her channel pulled him in and he took her without protection. “Condom.” Shaking with want, he rolled off her.
How he was ready to blow his load again was beyond him. He hadn’t rebounded this quickly in years. Couldn’t remember the last woman he’d been with who’d inspired this level of lust. Standing beside the bed, he grabbed his pants and searched the pockets for his wallet.
Digging through the sections of his wallet, he found a condom. Hastily tearing the packet open, he sheathed his straining cock with trembling fingers. God, she had him on the edge, and she’d already blown his mind using her mouth. What the hell would happen when he got inside her?
With no more patience, he climbed back onto the bed and lay over her once more. “I’m sorry. I can’t take my time. Can’t be gentle.”
“I don’t want slow or gentle.” Her hands found his head, her fingers grabbing his hair with a grip that would hurt if he wasn’t so aroused he could barely see straight. “I want you to fuck me, Stone.”
He’d never found a dirty mouth on a woman sexy, and maybe it was just Soph, but hearing her say the word “fuck”, hearing her telling him to fuck her in that sultry voice…
He shifted his hips to the side and trailed a hand down her torso, across her belly and over her mound, until he slid his fingers into her wet folds. She was hot and slippery, her flesh soft and pliant beneath his touch. “So wet,” he murmured, before he took her mouth and drove his tongue inside at the same time as he thrust two fingers into her pussy.
She arched off the bed, her mouth pulling from his as a cry of pleasure burst from her throat. Heat and moisture flooded her channel, coated his skin, and Stone found her clit with his thumb, added pressured strokes to the sensitive bundle of nerves while driving his fingers in and out of her clenching body.
He wanted to taste her. Needed to taste her. And he would. Later. Right now he needed to be inside her more—required it—and he couldn’t go there until he had her on the edge because the second he sank his cock into the slick, clinging walls of her pussy, he knew he’d lose his mind. Lose all rational thought and consideration.
Her breasts heaved with each short breath and he bent his head to take one tantalizing peak between his teeth. Held tight, he lashed the taut tip with his tongue several times before sucking the bud deep into his mouth.
Moaning, she moved into his touch, rocked her hips against his hand and pressed her breast into his face, her hands wrapped around his head, keeping him in place. She wiggled and bucked, and Stone loved that she wasn’t afraid to take what she wanted from him.
One hand left his head and skated down his chest, over his abs, and finally to the thick shaft that felt as though it threatened to burst out of the latex surrounding it. Like before, Soph showed no signs of shyness, curling her fingers around his length, stroking and squeezing until his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Soph.” Not willing to give up her nipple, he spoke around it. “Too close.”
She tugged on his cock. Squeezed. “Then fuck me already,” she demanded.
Stone’s balls contracted and made premature ejaculation a very real possibility for the first time in his life. “Fuck,” he growled as he let go of her nipple.
“Yes.” She squeezed him again—harder. “Fuck me.”
