Jessica E. Subject BUNDLE (Intergalactic Heat) (4 page)

“Oh, Josh.” She shuddered.

Could he get any harder? She’d stepped out of her pants already and he rushed to get out of his.

Her hand cupped his balls, squeezing, caressing until he was ready to come in her hand.
God no, it’s way too soon.

He removed her hand and joined it with the other to hold them above her head. With his free hand, he slid a finger inside her wet pussy. Then two fingers.

Her moans encouraged him to plunge deeper, harder, until the need to have his aching shaft inside of her overcame him. He removed his fingers and sucked off her juices. “You taste so good. I’m going to fuck you now.”

He wanted to take his time with her, seduce her, and savor her, but not this time. Not when the need to feel her pulsing core around him was the only thing on his mind.

“Do you have a condom?” Her words came out as a seductive whisper, as if she’d asked him to fuck her.

Shit!
He hadn’t thought that far ahead.
The backpack. There might be some in there.
But then he’d have to let her go. He didn’t want to break contact, but he needed his cock buried deep inside of her.

Releasing her arms, he became aware of the cooler air in the higher elevation. He’d have to hurry before he lost his erection. He fished into the bag, sure he’d packed some in there for a date months earlier, one that had ended with rejection before it even began.
Don’t think of that right now.
He frantically pawed through the contents.
Please, please!
His fingers wrapped around a familiar package, he yanked out the foil wrapper, and tore the edge open with shaky hands.
Thank God.

“Do you always carry condoms?” He wasn’t sure if she meant to be playful, though he sensed a hint of insecurity in her question.

“When in the woods, one must always be prepared.”

Taking the condom from him, she smiled. “Well, I’m glad you paid attention in Boy Scouts.” After sheathing him, she bent down. Her mouth encircled his shaft.

When she took him all the way in and swallowed, his knees nearly buckled. He pulled her back up. “Tamara, as much as I love your mouth around my cock, I have to stop you. I need to be inside of you.”

She pressed her body against him, her sweet lips reaching up to his. He could lose his mind in her passionate, desperate kisses. He reached down to play with her wet core before lifting her legs around his waist. The tip of his cock met her slippery softness.

“Fuck me, Josh. I want you now.” She’d lost the sweet, seductive tone. Her words held a demand.

He speared her, her wet warmth tightening all around him. Her head fell back, but he couldn’t have that. He wanted to watch her as he sank deep, stroke after stroke. Stepping closer to the wall of rock, he pressed her against it, forcing her head back up.

“Look at me. I want to watch you as I fuck you.”

Her eyes widened with each stroke. Her muscles pulsed, gripping him harder each time, bringing him closer to his own release. But he would never be selfish with her. The date was for her.

“Josh?”

He slowed his pace. “Hmm?”

“I want your eyes open, too.”

He hadn’t realized he’d closed them. She smiled at him right before she came. Her muscles clenched around his cock, her fingers dug into his arms and he continued to pump into her.

So close.
She still had a firm hold on him, her muscles refusing to relax.

“Are you ready for another?” he asked with a hard thrust.

She moaned in response, her release taking him over. Her pussy milked him as he leaned against her, both of them using the rock for support.

When he caught his breath, he licked her sweet, yet salty neck. Gone was the flowery scent from their first meeting, replaced by the smell of sex. He still wanted to taste every part of her, but not there.

They only had a few minutes of daylight left. He had to get her to the cave before they lost all light; a flashlight could only do so much.

The cave…. He’d always imagined making love to a woman there, of taking her to watch a meteor shower before creating stars of their own as he worshiped every inch of her body. And now he would.

Stepping back, he lowered her to the ground, and made sure she stood steady on her feet before letting her go. “Tamara, you are amazing. I want to do that again, but we’ve only got a short period of time to get to our destination.”

She tilted her head to the side. “Where are we going? What else do you have planned?”

“It’s a surprise.” And he couldn’t wait to show her.

Her back ached where the rock had dug in, but Tamara couldn’t have cared less as they dressed. Outdoor sex, against a wall, with a guy who satisfied her in every way? And he hadn’t even cared that she had no hair. Nothing could be more perfect. She couldn’t wait to find out what else he had in store for her.

He strapped on the backpack and took her hand. “Let’s go. It’s only a twenty minute hike from here.” Then he smiled, his eyes revealing a secret within. If only she could figure it out. “No running this time. There are too many loose rocks. I have plans for you and they don’t involve taking you to the hospital.”

A chill of excitement rushed through her, making her want to run again. He must have sensed her anticipation as he squeezed her hand. “Good things come to those who are patient.”

Her life had been full of waiting; waiting for a diagnosis, waiting for her hair to grow back, waiting for Chad to change his mind, waiting to find her
true
love…. The date would only last one night. She wanted to get as much fun in as she could without having to wait.

She pulled him along the trail, expecting him to stop her if she went the wrong way. Every time she’d look back at him, hoping to encourage him to move faster, he’d give her a devious grin.

She tried to speed up, but when he stopped cold, she almost fell over again. Staring at him, she rested her hands on her hips. “I thought we had to hurry and get to this destination of yours.”

“We do, but I’d like you to save some of this energy for later on. I want to be the one to take your breath away.” He flashed another grin before lifting her up and over his shoulder.

Afraid they would both fall over if she squirmed, she could only laugh. “Really? Can you carry all this extra weight?” She wasn’t big, but she wasn’t tiny either. He may want to take her breath away, but he couldn’t do so if he wrenched his back.

“Well, the backpack’s a little heavy, but you’re light as a feather.” He tapped her ass, making her squeal.

The morning would be difficult. The date was proving more fun than she’d expected. She’d smiled so much her cheeks ached, had hot sex against a wall of rock and waited anxiously atop his shoulder to find out what else he had planned.

But how would she say goodbye in the morning?

They stopped and he set her back down on the ground. She gasped, taking in the scenery visible in the twilight. Water seeped down the cliff face on her right. To the left, she saw the last of the sun’s rays shining overtop the array of pines down the mountainside. “It’s beautiful.”

“Just like you.” He took her hand in his. “I thought you would enjoy it here, but this is only the beginning.”

“What do you mean?” What other surprises did he have in store?

He pulled the flashlight out from his backpack and shone it upon rock, to the side of the trickling waterfall. “Do you see the cave up there?”

She nodded, spotting the black hole twenty feet above the ground.

“That’s where we’re going to spend the rest of the night. I’ll show you the surprise from up there.”

With the sun now set, a cool breeze swept across the mountainside, making her shiver. She didn’t even have her wig to keep her warm. Josh had stuffed it in the backpack and refused to give it back. From behind, he wrapped his arms around her. “Trust me; you won’t be cold for long.”

Her breath hitched as his lips trailed kisses up her neck. When he found the spot right below her ear, her knees buckled, but he held onto her.

How am I going to say goodbye to him in the morning when he makes me feel so damn good?

He spun her around to face him. “Are you ready to climb up there?”

With his hands firmly on her ass, he helped Tamara climb up to the cave. “You’re almost there. Just a couple more feet.”

When she reached the top, she left him empty-handed. Even though she stood a few feet above him, he longed to touch her again, to run his hands over her soft curves. He sure as hell didn’t believe in love at first sight, but the woman had captivated him in only a few hours. With the morning though, would come uncertainty. Until then, he would savor every second in her presence.

Hoisting the backpack up to her, he caught a glimpse of her ample cleavage. His cock stiffened immediately. He wanted to taste her glistening breasts, taste all of her.

By the time he reached the top, she had already taken his backpack to the rear of the cave. The mat lay on the ground, and she unrolled his sleeping bag across it.

He could have stood there and watched her forever, but his hands, mouth and cock wanted to experience her again. “Tamara, as much as I enjoy watching you bent over, I’m going to have to bring that over here. We need to be closer to the edge.”

“The edge?” A look of terror flashed across her face. “What if we fall off?”

He laughed then helped her up, into his arms. “I don’t plan on letting you fall over. Besides, the show is going to start soon.”

Her wide eyes stared up at him. “What show?”

“Let’s move and find out.” He pulled the foam mat and sleeping bag to the entrance of the cave. Sitting down on the bag, he settled her between his legs. He flicked the flashlight off and stared up at the sky.

The first flash of light shot across the indigo background. She gasped. “That was a shooting star.”

He held her tighter. “That’s only the beginning. There’ll be plenty of wishes made tonight and I hope I can grant some of them for you.” Kissing the back of her bare head, he smiled when she gave in, relaxed against him.

The stars could wait….

Tamara could not have asked for a better night. She’d been nervous about leaving the hotel, but the evening had been well worth the anxiety of him catching her bald and their escape from the paparazzi. In Josh’s arms, she became a new woman, one who was comfortable with herself and beautiful.

Another meteoroid raced across the sky.
I wish this date could last forever.

He pressed his lips against the back of her head then kissed down her neck. She leaned back further, enjoying his touch, longing to feel him inside her once more. Or maybe for a lifetime.

His hands slid under her shirt, caressing her sides, then moved up to her breasts. Each gentle stroke from his thumbs across her nipples sent her senses soaring.

“I want to taste you,” he whispered. “Every inch of your amazing body.”

She closed her eyes and breathed in the crisp mountain air, along with his sexy, masculine scent. She turned to face him, forcing him back onto his elbows. “Not before I taste you.” His erection had already made its presence known against her back, but now it strained against the fabric separating their bodies.

She slid down his legs, taking his sweat pants with her. His exposed cock stood rigid before her, beckoning her hands and mouth.
Such perfection.

He sucked in a breath as she took his engorged flesh into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the tip, tasting his arousal. Up and down, taking more in each time, she reveled in the pleasure she found with each moan that escaped him. She had never wanted to please anyone more. As she raked her teeth along his length, he bucked underneath her.

Sitting up, he grasped her shoulders, removing her mouth from him. “God, Tamara, you drive me to the edge of sanity.” He swung her around until she lay on the mat, and he hovered over her. “It’s my turn.”

He slid off her pants then laid kisses across her face, down her body, and in her most intimate places. Traveling further down, his tongue grazed her inner thighs. If he continued, he would make her come long before he entered her.

At the end of the mat, he lifted her foot toward him. She pulled it back, but he held on and used his tongue to numb her mind and heighten each sensation. She’d never felt more loved.

She froze.
No, not love. Love is not allowed on a one-night stand.
How could she even think that word? Lust, sure, but to admit even that would make the morning that much harder.

“Um, Tamara, are you still with me?” He held her foot in his hands, his thumbs rubbing against the sole.

“Yeah, that just feels really good.” She would never reveal her thoughts to him.

“I’m glad, because I’m far from finished. Turn over.”

She shifted onto her stomach. What else does he have planned?

All her tension left as he ran his hands up the backs of her legs to her buttocks. When his tongue met the line where her legs joined the rest of her body, she came close to melting into the sleeping bag. He didn’t stop.

“Josh, just fuck me now. I want you deep inside me.” She couldn’t take any more torture, couldn’t handle the intimacy making her long for more once the night ended.

“Not until I’m done.” The growl in his voice left her stomach fluttering. She’d never had any man spend so much time on her body, even when she’d had hair on her head.

He lifted her hips, bringing her up onto her knees then positioned himself behind her. She sucked in a breath as his tongue traveled through her swollen folds. How much longer did he plan on teasing her?

He lapped at the dampness between her legs over and over, leading her into oblivion. Intense pleasure built within her. A finger slid inside, then two, gliding in and out, bringing her even closer to release.

“I’m going to make you come now.” His thumb only grazed her clitoris and she burst in ecstasy. Lights danced before her eyes. She heard each pop, although the fireworks existed only in her mind.

“That’s it, that’s how I like it.” Removing his fingers, he broke their connection.