her waist, lifted her and set her on
top of the dresser.
Blindly he felt for and located the box of condoms, only to find her
hand already there. The sound of a foil wrapper tearing was followed
by her hands on his cock, rolling the condom over him.
“Now.” She spread her thighs and pulled him between them.
His breath came out in a whoosh as he did what he was told and sunk
easily into her wet and waiting body. “Oh, God. Yes.”
It felt as good as he remembered. Better in fact, and this time he
intended not to rush off to battle a storm the moment they finished.
He couldn’t get enough of her. He plunged in and out, hard and
fast, crashing against the wood of the dresser with his thighs with
each stroke. When he tired of the dresser, he moved them both to the
bed. They never broke apart. He simply picked her up while he stayed
buried inside her and fell onto the mattress. Then he continued like
they’d never moved.
Jamie lifted her hips to meet his thrusts as her body started to grip
his. Then she was coming around him. He came with her and, still
erect, kept going, plunging deep over and over again.
He didn’t know how long they made love. He lost count of how
many times she came beneath him before finally the tingling spread
through his body again and he exploded inside her a second time.
Panting, he collapsed as she gasped under him.
“That was…” Jamie with all of his education and
supposed brains couldn’t come up with an adequate adjective to
describe what had just happened between them.
“Incredible.” The word Gillian supplied was as good as
any.
“Yeah.” He brushed the hair from her face. “Absolutely,
amazingly incredible.”
“Then how can I still want you so badly?” She gazed at
him and made that confession.
Jamie groaned. “I don’t know, but I feel the same.”
“How many condoms are in that box?”
“Ten, I think.”
“That won’t be enough.”
His eyes opened wide. “For tonight?”
She laughed. “No, for however long we’re stuck here.”
Being stranded was looking better by the second. “Then when
they’re gone, we’ll just have to get creative.”
“If straight up sex is this good, what’s it going to be
like when we start getting creative?”
He swallowed hard and considered the possibilities. “I don’t
know. Maybe we should give it a try now and find out.”
She drew in a ragged breath. “Good idea.”
Jamie slid down her body and settled between her thighs. Gillian’s
breath caught in her throat when his mouth connected with her clit. A
shuddering breath escaped her and he groaned. She gripped his head in
both hands and held him tighter. He filled her with his fingers and
pressed her G-spot. His fingers moved within her, rhythmically
working the spot he knew—or at least had read—would make
her feel incredible. At the same time, he tortured her clit with
tongue and teeth. She moaned as though what he was doing was working
for her, but then she tried to move closer and released a frustrated
sigh.
Jamie lifted his head. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s not enough. I can’t get enough of you.”
She braced her feet on the bed and raised her hips. That gave him an
idea that made his cock hard all over again. He moved his hand back
and circled her tight puckering hole with just the tip of one finger.
Gillian’s breath drew in sharply. He hoped that meant she
wanted more. He knew he at least wanted more. But judging by the way
she lifted her ass up just a bit higher and held there for him, she
wanted it too. He replaced his finger with his mouth and pushed his
tongue inside her ass. She moaned, pushing back against him. They’d
both bathed in the ocean today right before dinner and she tasted of
saltwater. He laved her, working his tongue in and out until she was
panting and he was hornier than he ever remembered being in his life.
“More. Please.” Her voice sounded husky.
He pressed one finger inside her again and felt her muscles
top of the dresser.
Blindly he felt for and located the box of condoms, only to find her
hand already there. The sound of a foil wrapper tearing was followed
by her hands on his cock, rolling the condom over him.
“Now.” She spread her thighs and pulled him between them.
His breath came out in a whoosh as he did what he was told and sunk
easily into her wet and waiting body. “Oh, God. Yes.”
It felt as good as he remembered. Better in fact, and this time he
intended not to rush off to battle a storm the moment they finished.
He couldn’t get enough of her. He plunged in and out, hard and
fast, crashing against the wood of the dresser with his thighs with
each stroke. When he tired of the dresser, he moved them both to the
bed. They never broke apart. He simply picked her up while he stayed
buried inside her and fell onto the mattress. Then he continued like
they’d never moved.
Jamie lifted her hips to meet his thrusts as her body started to grip
his. Then she was coming around him. He came with her and, still
erect, kept going, plunging deep over and over again.
He didn’t know how long they made love. He lost count of how
many times she came beneath him before finally the tingling spread
through his body again and he exploded inside her a second time.
Panting, he collapsed as she gasped under him.
“That was…” Jamie with all of his education and
supposed brains couldn’t come up with an adequate adjective to
describe what had just happened between them.
“Incredible.” The word Gillian supplied was as good as
any.
“Yeah.” He brushed the hair from her face. “Absolutely,
amazingly incredible.”
“Then how can I still want you so badly?” She gazed at
him and made that confession.
Jamie groaned. “I don’t know, but I feel the same.”
“How many condoms are in that box?”
“Ten, I think.”
“That won’t be enough.”
His eyes opened wide. “For tonight?”
She laughed. “No, for however long we’re stuck here.”
Being stranded was looking better by the second. “Then when
they’re gone, we’ll just have to get creative.”
“If straight up sex is this good, what’s it going to be
like when we start getting creative?”
He swallowed hard and considered the possibilities. “I don’t
know. Maybe we should give it a try now and find out.”
She drew in a ragged breath. “Good idea.”
Jamie slid down her body and settled between her thighs. Gillian’s
breath caught in her throat when his mouth connected with her clit. A
shuddering breath escaped her and he groaned. She gripped his head in
both hands and held him tighter. He filled her with his fingers and
pressed her G-spot. His fingers moved within her, rhythmically
working the spot he knew—or at least had read—would make
her feel incredible. At the same time, he tortured her clit with
tongue and teeth. She moaned as though what he was doing was working
for her, but then she tried to move closer and released a frustrated
sigh.
Jamie lifted his head. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s not enough. I can’t get enough of you.”
She braced her feet on the bed and raised her hips. That gave him an
idea that made his cock hard all over again. He moved his hand back
and circled her tight puckering hole with just the tip of one finger.
Gillian’s breath drew in sharply. He hoped that meant she
wanted more. He knew he at least wanted more. But judging by the way
she lifted her ass up just a bit higher and held there for him, she
wanted it too. He replaced his finger with his mouth and pushed his
tongue inside her ass. She moaned, pushing back against him. They’d
both bathed in the ocean today right before dinner and she tasted of
saltwater. He laved her, working his tongue in and out until she was
panting and he was hornier than he ever remembered being in his life.
“More. Please.” Her voice sounded husky.
He pressed one finger inside her again and felt her muscles
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