Page 38 of Love Unbound
“You have an unfair advantage,” Jodi whispered brokenly between gasps as his fingers continued to manipulate her breasts tormentingly. “You’re wearing too many clothes.”
Free chuckled in the dark, but released her breasts and stepped back far enough for her to reach for the necktie that was still fastened loosely at his throat. Pulling the knot to loosen it, she raised it over his head, tossing it aside. She reached for the buttons of his vest, and when those were undone, she slid it down his arms and let it join her dress on the floor. Her fingers were trembling slightly when she began to unbutton his shirt, each undone button revealing more of his magnificent chest. She pulled the tail out of his slacks and then flattened her hands against his chest, sliding them up and over his shoulders, taking the shirt with them. It dropped to the floor, and she leanedforward, pressing her lips to his bare chest. Free’s eyes closed, and one hand tangled in her hair, holding her there.
Free growled low in his chest. Jodi raised her head and reached for his belt. She teased him, releasing it slowly. She slid her hand down, over the bulge there. Free gasped and clenched his teeth tight, his hands reaching out and gripping her upper arms. Jodi smiled and lowered the zipper. His erection strained against the fabric and he moaned when her knuckles skimmed over him. When it was completely undone, she slid both hands into his slacks at his hips and pulled them down his long, hard thighs until they dropped around his feet.
The only thing between them now was her flimsy underwear and a tight pair of black boxer briefs that were tented. She looked at him, admiring how incredibly handsome he was.
He skimmed his hands over her shoulders and down her back, cupping her ass in both hands. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties and shimmied them down her thighs, where they too, joined the rest of their clothes.
As they dropped around her ankles, he moved them backward until the backs of her knees touched the edge of the bed. Threading the fingers of one hand into the hair at the back of her head, his mouth met hers fiercely as he lowered her to the bed. He covered her with his body, pressing into her, moving rhythmically against her. Jodi wrapped her legs around his narrow hips, her hands skimming over his broad shoulders, his muscled arms.
“Jodi, sweetheart, you’ve gotta let me go so I can take these damned tight underwear off,” he hissed through clenched teeth.
Jodi let her legs fall open from around his hips. He stood, and she remained reclined on the pillows, her body completely naked to him. Free hooked his thumbs into his underwear and pulled them down his thighs, letting them fall to his feet. Jodi’s mouth fell open at the sight of him.
He knelt on the bed beside her and bridged himself above her with his arms. He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her fervently. Her hands came up to grip his arms as she met his kiss more fully. And then he was gone, his head moving lower, dropping hot, open-mouthed kisses along her jaw, her ear, her throat. He kissed each shoulder, the hollow at the base of her throat. His mouth loved her neck ardently, and then he grinned wolfishly and touched the light bruise his kiss had left there. His lips moved lower until they encountered her puckered nipple. He nudged it with his tongue, laved her gently. She cried his name, her hands sliding up his tight arms to his shoulders, then into his hair. He took her into his mouth and suckled her.
Jodi’s back came off the bed with a sharp, moaning cry. He suckled harder and she felt it deep inside her. His mouth moved to her other breast and paid tribute to that one as well until she was writhing beneath him. She felt his arousal at her hip and she moaned throatily.
“Free,” she moaned. “Please.”
He shook his head, his lips brushing back and forth over her sensitized nipple. “I’m not even close to done yet, sweetheart.”
Her fingers tightened in his hair, holding his mouth to her breast. But he moved lower, pressing kisses to her ribcage. Slipping one hand between her thighs, he coaxed them to open. When they fell apart, he moved so he lay between them. His abdomen pressed against the apex of her thighs and his hands smoothed over her hips.
He pressed his lips to her belly button, then his lips moved lower to the junction of her thighs. Jodi cried out in shocked dismay and released a handhold on his hair to cover herself.
Free looked up at her, smiling quizzically. He kissed the back of her hand and asked softly, “Don’t you want me to?”
Jodi’s other arm raised so that she covered her eyes with her forearm in embarrassment, while leaving the hand that shieldedher sex from him in place.
“Hey,” he whispered, moving up her body so that he lay with half his body covering hers. He moved her arm, making her look at him. “I told you not to go shy on me.”
Jodi’s fingers trailed over his brow, feather light. She shrugged, raising and dropping her shoulders quickly. She swallowed, then licked her lips. “I’ve never done… that… before.”
Free’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “You mean he never…?”
Jodi shook her head vehemently, while continuing to touch his jawline with just the tips of her fingers, playing with his facial hair. “No.” She glanced into his eyes shyly. “You mean you want to…?”
Free lowered his lips to hers, kissing her sweetly, before whispering huskily, “Yes, very much so. But only if you want me to.”
Reaching for his mouth with her own, she kissed him hungrily. He slid his palm down her body, over her abdomen and between her thighs, which dropped open for him once more. She sighed into his mouth when his fingers slid inside her, finding her already wet for him. He groaned, working his fingers until she writhed against him.
“Let me do this, Jodi, please,” he whispered against her mouth. “Let me show you how good it can be.”
She nodded, and that was all the encouragement he needed before disappearing down her body.
Laying between her thighs, he bent one of her knees, lifting her thigh and pressing a hot, open mouth kiss to the tender skin on the inside of her thigh. His lips traveled up, and instinctively she raised both knees, granting him better access.
Jodi opened her eyes and watched him as he lay his most intimate of kisses on her. She cried out softly as his tongue and mouth seemed to drink her, devouring her. She threaded her fingers through his hair, desperate for something to holdonto that was tangible. Her eyes slid shut as pleasure she’d never imagined spiraled upward through her. Free continued to lick and suckle her until her body was trembling, her muscles tightening in anticipation. Jodi called his name as she began to convulse, her fingers releasing his hair and gripping handfuls of the sheet beneath her.
Free groaned as she came hard, her thighs shaking where they were draped over his shoulders. He moved up her body as she continued to tremble. His lips captured hers and she was shocked to taste herself. Free positioned himself between her thighs and then Jodi’s mouth fell from his, her breathing harsh. He moved against her, rubbing his length along her wetness, and she moaned at how hard he was.
Free took her hands in his, twining their fingers together and pressing them into the bed beside her head on the pillow. He rocked above her ever so slightly, prolonging the pleasure of having him enter her for the first time.
Jodi gripped his fingers and begged, “Free, please.”
Releasing her hands, Free moved over her, sliding one arm beneath her back, the other he used to hold himself off her, his fingers fisting in the sheet beside her head. His mouth found hers again, kissing her deeply. Jodi slid her arms around his hard waist, pressing her hands into his back, urging him closer.
