Page 54 of Love Unbound
“I told you I want five. I expect you to count them out, Jodi,” he growled through the dark. Jodi moaned throatily; the demand sexier than anything she’d ever heard. “Tell me you understand.”
“Yes,” she breathed against his lips, panting.
“Good girl,” he growled, and then he was gone, sliding out of the truck. He damn near prowled around the hood of the truck to her door, opening it and lifting her out, letting her slide down his body, and Jodi sighed when she felt him hard against her.
Walking up the steps of the porch to the front door, he didn’t touch her once. They walked through the door, stepping into the ebony darkness of the living room. He stalked toward her then,using his forefinger to tip her chin up so she was looking at him.
“Where should I take you, Jodi?” he whispered roughly. She had never been so turned on, this dominance thrilling. “Where should I make you give me the first one?”
“Oh my god,” Jodi groaned, her body turning into a puddle.
Dragging the pad of his thumb across her lower lip, he grinned, his white teeth showing up in the darkness of the room. “Maybe the couch?” he rumbled. Her breaths came in soft puffs against the thumb still stroking her lip. “Mmm,” he murmured, shaking his head. “Should I spread you out on the table, legs over my shoulders so I can feel your thighs shake when I make you come?”
“Holy fuck,” Jodi moaned, reaching for him, but he clucked his tongue and stepped backwards before she could make contact. “Now who’s the one teasing?” she whined petulantly.
“So impatient,” Free chuckled darkly, sliding his hand up through the hair at the nape of her neck, pulling taut. He sighed when she caught her breath at the pleasurable pain. “I plan on taking my time with you tonight, Jodi. You’re going to scream my name before we’re done.”
Before Jodi could make a sound, he swept her up into his arms, chest to chest, and she locked her legs around his hips, arms draped over his shoulders, as he carried her down the hallway into the bedroom. He didn’t stop until he deposited her on the bed, immediately reaching for her sandals and sliding them off, letting them thud onto the carpeted floor. He made quick work of divesting her of her clothes, and when she lay naked on the bed, he shed his own, letting the articles drop where they may. His cock was rock hard at the junction of his thighs.
Jodi made to scoot up toward the pillows, but he growled a warning and grabbed her ankles, yanking her to the edge of the bed, where he dropped to his knees. Lifting first her right leg,he planted a hot, open-mouthed kiss to the tender skin on the inside of her thigh, before placing it over his shoulder. He did the same thing with her left leg, trailing kisses along that thigh before sucking gently, then laved the bruise left there with his tongue. He placed that leg over his other shoulder and Jodi knew it would not take long for him to draw that first one out of her.
Before his mouth made contact with that part of her that ached for him, he looked up her body, their gazes meeting, his aquamarine eyes fierce. “Remember to count, Jodi.”
And then he began. One hand fisted into the bedding beneath her, the other sliding into Free’s dark hair. This was heaven and hell all rolled into one, Jodi thought brokenly as his tongue manipulated her like a fine-tuned violin. And she was right, it didn’t take him long to draw her to that edge of the first one, her legs shaking as he hurtled her over that precipice. She cried out, fisting her fingers into his hair as she came for him.
One hand swung out and slapped her ass cheek smartly and she moaned at the pleasure it caused, and he growled at her, “Count, Jodi.”
“One,” she moaned. “One.”
“Good girl,” he whispered, before his head disappeared between her still shaking thighs again. He didn’t give her time to recover from the first tumult before starting once more, and Jodi thought she just might die from the pleasure. But lord was this one helluva way to go. It was moments later that she cried out, the second tearing through her like a train, her legs trembling violently where they rested on his shoulders still.
“Two,” Jodi cried into the dark, her head tossing against the bedspread beneath her.
Free’s hands moved over her body, caressing her ass where he’d laid that sharp slap, soothing. He raised his head to press his mouth to the inside of her right thigh, which still trembled in aftershocks. “Again, Jodi. We’re not even close to being done.”
“Fuuuuccckk,” Jodi moaned as he replaced his mouth, this time adding one finger, then two. Growling his approval at the wetness that was there.
Suckling her clit like it was his favorite meal on earth, he used his fingers, finding that sweet spot inside, effectively shattering into a million pieces. Jodi was gasping for breath, a fine sheen of sweat making her body glisten, her legs shaking uncontrollably, as the third barreled through her, making her close around his fingers again and again.
“Three,” she cried on a moan, her entire body on fire. Her hands trembled as she held on for dear life. “Three. Three.”
Free waited until the last of the aftershocks rippled through her before standing, a beautiful, dark angel, his chest heaving like a bellows. Jodi admired him from where she lay trembling on the bed, her knees raised, feet on the bed.
He climbed onto the bed, kneeling between her thighs. He lifted her hips at the same time pulling a pillow from the head of the bed and sliding it under her, raising her hips. He draped her legs over his thighs, then those strong, capable hands gripped the meaty part of her hips as he speared into her, sliding all the way in in one long thrust. Jodi’s eyes closed and she let her head roll against the bedspread, a throaty moan escaping her at the feel of him settled so deeply inside her.
“Open your eyes,” he growled through the dark. She did as she was told, her eyes meeting his. His dark hair fell over his brow, and sweat made his skin shine. “Again.”
And then he was moving, the hands on her hips gripping tightly, the muscles in his arms bunching as he used them to rock her onto him, over and over again. Jodi’s hands clutched at the muscles of his forearms, over his magnificent chest, down his abdomen. “Oh my god, yes,” she moaned as he pumped into her, filling her. She was so close…
“Come on, Jodi,” he groaned, his teeth clenched tight. Oneof his hands left her hip, reaching down between their bodies to flick over her clit, once, twice, three times, before fireworks exploded through her once more, her legs once again trembling where they lay over his. “Yes, yes, Jodi.Count.”
“Four, four,” she sobbed brokenly. Jodi’s entire body was raw, her every nerve ending overwhelmed from the pleasure. She was sure if he tried to take a fifth, she would surely perish. Her breathing was harsh, her heart pounding, her body flushed. “I can’t— I can’t do five. I can’t.”
“Yes, you can, Jodi,” he whispered, his body nestled inside hers, and she felt his cock surge when aftershocks pulsed around him. “Come here.”
He stood, pulling her to her feet. She stumbled; her legs as wobbly as a newborn fawn. Jodi blushed seven shades of red when she realized where he was leading her; to the long, low dresser across the room. Their reflections peered back at them from the vanity mirror that sat atop it. Reaching around her from behind, watching her reflection, he cupped her breasts and rolled the already peaked nipples between his fingers. Her head fell back to rest against his chest, eyes drifting shut. Jodi moaned when his hardness pressed into her back, a reminder that they weren’t finished yet.
Jodi’s eyes opened when she felt his fingers at her throat, then they slid up until his fingers strummed along her lower lip again, love bitten and swollen now. His other arm wrapped around her from behind, his hand disappearing between her thighs, fingers sliding into her, and she felt the primal growl that rumbled his chest pressed against her back.
