“Oh, sweet heaven, that feels so…so fantastic,” Danielle said as she looked up into his eyes.
“Am I hurting you?” J.C. asked, scared to death.
Danielle shook her head and smiled.
J.C. eased in farther. He could feel her body stretch even more and feel her hymen at the tip of his shaft. He damn near blew feeling both at the same time. His control was waning. Wow, think about something else, anything else.
“This may hurt, doll. Are you ready?” J.C. asked gently. His cock throbbed, and relentless trembling racked his body.
“Mmm hum,” Danielle purred as she closed her eyes and bit down on her lip, waiting.
J.C. braced himself and tried to sustain. He wanted to take her wildly but knew he couldn’t. He needed to love her, give her an experience that she would never regret nor forget. With one last shove, he broke her barrier.
“Oh, hell,” J.C. yelled as his orgasm ripped through him.
Danielle squeezed his arms as his pleasure excited her. What she experienced was not very painful at all. Maybe a little uncomfortable momentarily, but now that it was over, she was ready for more.
J.C. collapsed on her but held his weight above her. “I’m sorry, so sorry,” he breathed. He couldn’t hold it. The sheer exhilaration of the moment had taken over. Danielle was his at that moment.
“Why are you sorry?” Danielle asked as she kissed his cheek.
“I couldn’t hold on,” J.C. panted and kissed her neck and collarbone.
“We have all night,” Danielle said as he looked into her eyes.
“Did I hurt you? I couldn’t forgive myself if I did,” J.C. studied her expression.
Danielle shook her head. “No, actually, I want more.”
J.C. threw the condom in the waste can and laughed. “You, doll, may have all of me you like.”
J.C. returned, and he kissed her hard, allowing the built-up tension to erupt in waves. Danielle pulled him tightly against her body and returned as much passion as she was receiving. His fingers trailed to her breast. He twirled his finger around her nipple, causing Danielle to squeal and her breaths to come faster.
“Oh, more, J.C., more, I want you, now.” Danielle breathlessly gasped between kisses.
Surprised by her want and the fact that he was rock hard again, J.C. reached toward the nightstand again. He could do this all night. He sat up with his erection like steel. He smoothed on protection while he looked deeply into her sultry brown eyes. He’d never tire of those looks, that want, ever.
Danielle marveled at J.C. as he readied himself. She had surprised herself. Never before had she considered she was, in fact, a sexual creature. Never had she felt so exhilarated, so free and wonderful all at the same time. The shy Danielle was taking a backseat on this road trip as a sexual and naughty creature replaced her.
“Take me as you want me. Don’t hold back,” Danielle said as her chest heaved with excitement.
J.C. leaned down and kissed her. “Please don’t allow me to hurt you. Promise?”
Danielle nodded as he moved into her and groaned. She enveloped his shaft in a tight embrace. This time he would have more control he vowed.
A smooth, long stroke brought a soft purr from Danielle. It was music to his ears. His cock was in paradise sheathed inside her tight body that seemed to have been made just for him. At this point, he would do anything she asked, give her anything she wanted. He was driven to please her or would die trying. They had all night, and he planned to spend the better part of it pushing their bodies toward ecstasy.
“Ooh, heavens yes,” Danielle cried out as he pushed himself in to the hilt.
“Damn, you’re gorgeous,” J.C. said as he began to move in and out at a steady pace. This was one moment, one woman, he would never forget as long as he lived. He watched her expression carefully and smiled as delight and soft moans came from her.
“Do it, J.C., don’t hold back. You’re not hurting me,” Danielle said as her fingers squeezed his chest. She wanted to feel the rush of letting go and feel his hips pound against her. Her mind was a blur of raw emotions and sensations she never would have thought possible.
J.C. grinned as sweat beaded on his forehead. His tempo increased with each thrust, sweat glistening off every inch of his body.
“Oh, hell yeah,” Danielle squealed as her body built then erupted sending her into oblivion. She thrashed her head while she squeezed his forearms, almost unable to bear the intensity.
J.C. felt the heat from her body engulf him and fought for control. He had to maintain, had to imprint himself inside her. No man would ever touch her. He would fill her inside and out. He was claiming her. She was his.
He slowed down and allowed her to relax and kissed her sweetly as he continued to plunge deep inside her.
“I want to try everything, every position,” Danielle whispered against his lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck and thrust her tongue into his mouth.
J.C. was stunned and damn near lost control. Lucky, lucky bastard.
J.C. came to a stop and broke their kiss. He smoothed her blonde hair out back and smiled. “Say the word. I’m yours.”
Danielle slid out from under him and turned her backside toward him and smiled.
J.C. grabbed her hips and moved toward her. His hand slid up her back then returned, moving down around her small waist. He took a deep breath and chanted the ABC’s in his head. With his other hand, he smoothed over her pussy with his thumb. Damn, she was slick and ready.
“Oh, that’s awesome.” Danielle moaned wiggling her hips.
“Anything with you would be awesome,” J.C. growled. He teased her clit with his finger as he came to Z in his head.
Danielle’s hips swayed, and she pushed her ass toward his erection, begging. She threw her hair over her shoulder and looked back at him. “So, cowboy, you ready to ride?”
J.C. gave her a sinful smile. “Impatient are we?” He slapped her ass.
Danielle let out a quick yelp. It caught her by surprise and thrilled her. “Oh, wow.” A new round of wetness trickled out of her swollen pussy. Her fingers grasped her nipple and pinched with a hum on her lips.
“Hmm, hello, naughty girl,” J.C. groaned while he positioned himself to enter her. He pulled her ass higher in the air and nudged her knees further apart. He teased her swollen pussy with the head of his cock, relishing her slick heat. He was in heaven, pure, sinful, hot-as-hell heaven.
“Ooh, yes, that’s it.” Danielle moaned, feeling him enter her again.
J.C. slid into her and closed his eyes as he leaned his head back. Control, maintain control.
Long and smooth strokes had Danielle gripping the sheets and letting out soft cries. The position allowed her to feel so much more of him. It was wild that something as simple as position could change the sensations, and she couldn’t wait to learn and experience more, everything with him.
“More, oh God, more,” Danielle cried out. “J.C., take me hard.”
J.C.’s control was wavering as his cock tightened, her words sending him into a spiral of determination. He grabbed her hips and thrust hard into her and smacked her ass again.
“Yes,” Danielle squealed.
This was better than riding bulls any day he thought and gripped her waist tighter. His feverish pace and desire to give her all and more were his undoing when she moaned loudly and sent a wash of wet heat trickling down his cock.
With a thundering roar, he thrust into her one last time and held her tight as he shook from head to toe, shooting his cum out in one hot burst. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her neck as his cock pulsed inside her. His hips bumped her ass slowly, pulling every ounce of sensation from the moment. He moved his fingers across her slick wetness between her legs, bringing another whimper out of her as he held her tightly. He stroked her clit with his middle finger until her panting increased and another orgasm took her by surprise.
Danielle’s bo
dy rocked as her release came swiftly. She wrapped her arms around his as he held her against his body. She couldn’t get close enough to him. He held her around her chest tightly as her body jerked wildly.
J.C. kissed her neck softly as her release subsided and her breathing began to return to normal. He couldn’t believe how wonderful it felt to have her quaking in his arms. Possessive feelings crept through him as he held her. No one else would have her as long as he lived.
Both collapsed on the bed and breathed heavily. J.C. watched the contentment wash across Danielle’s face and was sure that, again, he had never witnessed anything more beautiful in his life.
Chapter Nine
Danielle awoke to find J.C. smiling down at her. She could hear the steady thump of his heart as she rested her head on his chest.
“Good morning,” J.C. said then kissed her on the forehead softly. Danielle’s leg was wrapped around his while her arm draped around his chest. He couldn’t believe how natural and wonderful it felt to hold her in his arms.
The night of sex had been fantastic, but this embrace they shared took center stage and reminded him what he had been missing. His internal struggle had woken him during the night as he thought of his career and hers as well. Somehow he had to make this work, and he would make it work.
The sex was wonderful, fantastic, but sex was so much more with Danielle. It was more enjoyable. It was more erotic. It was, wow. It was a bonding ritual between them. All of it was so out of this world he found trouble describing it to himself.
Another nagging feeling had settled on him during his lazy reminiscing. He had questions for Danielle and so much he wanted to tell her, so much he wanted her to know. Currently, he had no plans of ruining this breathtaking moment though.
Danielle stretched and yawned. Her breasts rubbed his chest and caused an immediate complication for talking.
“Hmm, I love how your body feels against mine,” J.C. purred.
Danielle lightly touched his chest and dragged her fingers excruciatingly slow toward his abdomen.
J.C. groaned. “Oh, don’t tease.”
Danielle grinned and looked into his eyes. “Who said I was teasing?”
“Ooh, Ms. Mallory, you are a naughty, naughty woman.”
“Umm, yes, I am. I was thinking,” Danielle began as she rubbed down his hardening dick. “We didn’t get through all the positions possible last night.”
“I can remedy that,” J.C. said with his most seductive voice.
“Really?” Danielle teased as she gripped him firmly, a low rumbling beginning in J.C.’s chest.
Talking was going to have to wait, J.C. decided quickly. He would be a complete fool to turn down such an invitation. He was a lucky bastard.
In seconds, he rolled her on top of him and smoothed his hands up over her breasts causing Danielle to give a light giggle. She swung her long hair over her shoulder and looked into his eyes as she moved her hips forward, allowing her center to brush across his cock.
J.C. grabbed her waist and helped her tease his cock, already at attention. At this rate, they would never leave this bed. Neither could get enough of the other. They were doing more than just having sex. They were marking each other, exploring the depths of pleasure they were able to create with one another. J.C. was certain he would never be the same again.
Danielle’s breasts swayed with their rocking motion. Her fingers trailed down them and pinched lightly, surprising herself with the feel of her own stimulation. J.C. had awoken a sexual deviant, she was sure.
She backed off of him and kissed down his stomach toward his rigid cock standing at attention for her. “Ooh, my, happy to see me?” she purred.
“Happy doesn’t even cover it, doll.” J.C. groaned as she lapped at the head. She could taste herself there. It astonished her that the sweet smell and taste of sex could rev her libido even more.
With his cock in her hands, she put her mouth around him and took all of him in that she could. She could feel his head press at the back of her throat, and it excited her further. Her tongue wrapped around him as she sucked upward while her fingers curled around him, sliding up with her mouth.
“Oh, hell, Danielle, your mouth is fantastic, but you better stop. I can’t take much of that.” J.C. squeezed his eyes tightly shut and tried to think of anything besides her beautiful mouth taking his entire cock in. “Ah, shit, that should be illegal,” he watched as she bobbed up and down him.
Danielle smiled as best she could and tried not giggle. It was extremely fun to tease and manipulate his body. She loved that she had such a profound effect on him.
Her pussy became slick with wetness. Just the act of intimately loving him with her mouth had her hot, swollen, and begging for penetration.
“Ride me,” J.C. groaned as his hand fumbled in the bedside stand.
“You got it, cowboy,” she said as she licked to the top of his dick.
Danielle positioned herself above him and leisurely slid down his enormous dick. Oh, wow, she thought. How could it get any better than last night? The position was different again, and she loved it. She was in control. From her angle she could watch J.C.’s face contort and smile, and she took her time on each downward stroke.
J.C. thrust his hips up into her, causing her to gasp. “Ooh, no fair. Do it again.” Her fingers found her wet and tingling clit and teased it. Her other hand pinched her nipple, and she threw her head back. The sensations were too much, far too much.
J.C. thrust up hard again as she fingered herself. Nothing was as hot as watching her manipulate her body. A deep moan built inside her as her orgasm took her breath away. She was overcome with euphoria as her body jerked.
“Oh, yessss,” she screamed as J.C. thrust at a hurried pace to share the moment.
With one last plunge into her, J.C. hollered loudly. His hands held her hips steady as they both rocked, enjoying the waves of oblivion.
Danielle fell on top him and kissed him frantically. Her excitement and wonder in their newfound intimacy had her wanting more.
“I didn’t know it could be so awesome.” She panted between kisses. “Oh, mercy, J.C., you have created a monster, a sexual monster, and I want to tear you up.”
J.C. laughed, quickly flipped her to her back, and looked deep into her gorgeous brown eyes. “I know the feeling.”
He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. “While we are confessing, I have a confession.”
“Oh?” Danielle said surprised.
“Umm, yes. I have never before encountered anyone as wonderful and spectacular as you. I would make love to you for the rest of your life, if you’d allow me to.”
Danielle’s heart raced. Oh, no way had he just said that. Was that for real? Had she heard him correctly? Forever? He’d had her from the word go, but she’d never had him, until now. She beamed and grabbed his face with both hands and pulled his lips tightly to her own. A hot, fevered kiss erupted from her as tears of extreme happiness threatened to fall.
J.C. returned her effort. She got it. She felt it all, too. He wanted to freeze time and lie there and make love to her for days and never leave.
“Round two already?” J.C. laughed as she broke their kiss.
Danielle smiled wickedly. “I don’t know, cowboy, you up for it?”
“Hell yeah,” J.C. stated firmly.
They continued to explore, play, and fuck over the next two hours. When they finished, neither could breathe and their skin glistened with sweat and the erotic, musky smell of sex.
“Shower?” J.C. smiled and winked.
“Wow, that would be new,” Danielle said with a calculating look on her face.
“Woman, you are really going to kill me,” J.C. teased as he slid out of bed. That would be fine as far as he was concerned. Never had he been so sated and proud.
Danielle laughed and stepped out of bed. When she stood, her legs wobbled, and she fell forward. J.C. caught her and lifted her up into his arms, proud of his accomplishment.
“Huh, I failed to tell you that you may have difficulty walking today,” J.C. said as he carried her toward the shower.
“You seem very proud of yourself, Mr. Evans,” Danielle noted.
“Proud would be an understatement,” J.C. mocked lightheartedly.
“Huh, arrogance, too?” Danielle said as she kissed his neck.
“Oh, baby, you have no idea.”
Chapter Ten
J.C. turned on the shower and swatted at Danielle’s playful hands.
When the water felt perfect, J.C. whisked a giggling Danielle quickly into the shower. She stood on wobbly legs and felt her stomach growl.
“We had better get some food in you.” J.C. smiled and began to wash her hair.
Food, who needed food? Danielle had the hottest man on the planet in the shower, and his attention was directed at bathing her. Her stomach noisily reminded her again, and she giggled.
“It’s eight. If we get up and around, we can make breakfast at the main house.” J.C. lathered her body up and fought his growing erection. Down, boy.
Danielle went rigid. She hadn’t thought about having to return to the main house. Oh, hell, she didn’t sleep in the room Evelyn had given her for the weekend. Shit, she was going to think she was a floozy. Oh, so not good.
“What is it?” J.C. questioned as he scrubbed her back, feeling the instant tension in her body.
Danielle’s cheeks went blood red. “Uh, well, everyone will know that I stayed with you all night. Doesn’t that make me look, uh, slutty?”
J.C. let out a booming laugh that echoed off the tiled shower. “You’re an adult. I’m an adult…My mother is loving you’re here with me. Believe me, my mother was no saint herself, and besides, do you care what they think?”
“Actually, I do. Your mother is fabulous. I just don’t want to offend her,” Danielle regretfully said.
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