Only for You (5 page)

“Go on,” he said quietly, but she needed no encouragement. Her hand already encircled him. A thrill shot through her. He was warm and hard and pulsing. She squeezed him tight experimentally. He grunted softly as she pistoned her fist up and down the stalk for a moment. She felt his avid gaze on her from above. It mounted her excitement. Fascinated by the sensation of him—the sheer weight and texture—she wrapped her other hand around the fleshy crown, using her fingers to trace the succulent rim. One swollen vein ran the length of his cock, amply feeding his arousal, and she followed that with a fingertip as well. He groaned, low and rough. She began to pump the staff while she continued to make a study of the head with her fingertips. She leaned forward on the couch, spellbound. Her lips parted.

He hissed. She blinked in surprise because he was suddenly moving, sitting on the couch next to her.

He lifted her onto his thighs. With a hand on the back of her head, he immediately pushed her down to his mouth. She moaned feverishly as their tongues rubbed and dueled and tangled. He tasted so good. His kiss drugged her. He was so hot, sending up her fever of excitement.

He opened his hand along the side of her head and jaw and sealed their kiss.

“I have to have you now,” he declared gruffly.

“I have to have you too,” she squeaked, glancing down at his lap. His heavy erection had fallen against his belly and T-shirt.

“Hold it up for me,” he instructed her quietly, hastily tearing open the condom package. She reached for the base of the staff. He shaved. The edge of her hand pressed against round, firm testicles, the skin over them tautly drawn. She found the sensation exciting. She found
everything
about him exciting. When he’d unrolled the clear condom most of the way down, she moved her hand. She couldn’t resist running her hand over his balls curiously.

He groaned and reached for her hips.

“Come here,” he growled.

She raised up over him, her knees on the couch beside his hips, trying to adjust to him. He took control, guiding her with one hand spread on her hip and buttock, the other fisting his cock.

“Right there,” he mumbled thickly when she was suspended over him. “Stay still a moment.” Her hands on his shoulders, she watched with bated breath as he reached between her thighs. He sunk his forefinger into her channel.

Her thighs quivered and she bit off a moan. Almost immediately, he withdrew, his finger coated in her juices. He used the ridge of the lubricated finger to give her clit a firm rub.

“Oh.”
Her hips flexing against the delicious pressure. He watched her narrowly for a moment while he expertly rubbed her clit and she gasped in pleasure.

“You’re more than ready,” he said. Gia agreed wholeheartedly. He cupped her hip again. She gritted her teeth in unbearable excitement as she watched him present the head of his cock to her slit. She pushed with her hips, forcing her tissues to part for his hard flesh. The crown slid into her. She moaned uncontrollably. The pressure was intense.

“It’s okay, be patient,” he urged, obviously sensing how hard she was pushing . . . how huge her hunger to have him inside her was. He grasped her hips with both hands and bounced her very gently with his tensed arms. She found it intensely exciting. After a moment, he paused. He cupped her ass in his palms and lifted her buttocks, parting her further.

Their moans twined as she eased down on the rigid staff.

She looked into his face while she lowered down onto his cock, but he was watching their sexes fuse. His face was a paradox of profound, wild lust and rigid restraint. She was on top, but he was in control. His arm muscles bunched round and tight as he took much of her weight with his hold on her ass and hips. He didn’t shove her down onto his cock, but nevertheless, his stark determination to be inside her was clear.

She whimpered at the increasing feeling of fullness and pressure, unprecedented for her.

He paused with only inches to go and met her stare. It wasn’t an apology she saw in his gaze precisely, but it was a bid for understanding. And she
did
understand. Who could deny the storm of need that had swept them both into its grip?

He gripped her ass and flexed his hips, sinking his cock to the hilt. She cried out shakily. He lowered his hold, clutching her buttocks from below. He never paused, but immediately began lifting and lowering her weight while he subtly pumped his hips up and down in a wicked counter rhythm. Gia could only imagine her expression at that moment. Was it the look of thrilled terror and sharp excitement a person gets when a roller-coaster ride crests and then abruptly drops? She opened her mouth—

“
Don’t
scream, Gia,” Seth said sharply.

At the last second, she choked off her scream and made a sort of muffled wail instead. He never paused fucking her with short, powerful strokes. She bounced on top of him, her entire world rocking. She stared into his face helplessly. He looked hard and strained, his jaw clenched.

“I just don’t want anyone to interrupt this,” he said to explain his harsh command.

“God no,” she said wildly. “Oh my
God
,” she muttered disbelievingly when he thrust into her with more force and their skin slapped together tautly. The almost unbearable friction was turning into a delicious, hot burn. She tightened her hold on his shoulders and pumped against him, desperate to increase the tension building in her.

“That’s right,” he said thickly, and suddenly he was hugging her waist, leaning forward slightly and gathering her to him. Their rhythm hardly broke, but suddenly his mouth was on her neck, hot and possessive, his teeth scraping against her sensitive skin and fueling her fire. He’d taken the undisputed lead again, hugging her to him, lifting her up and down on his cock with his hold on her waist. He brought her higher up on his cock and plunged back into her, her ass popping in his lap. He repeated that wicked stroke again and again. Gia hugged his rock-hard shoulders as pleasure pounded into her.

He was relentless. She loved it. She felt his chin move on her shoulder. He thrust her down on his staff and made a harsh sound of pleasure. He lifted her, and she heard him groan gutturally. Staring dazedly over his shoulder, she looked at the image in a mirror behind her, facing Seth. It was a reflection of a reflection. He was fixedly watching in the mirror in front of him as his cock plunged in and out of her.

She should have been insulted, but she wasn’t. Instead, she joined him in watching, captivated by the erotic image. His cock looked ruddy and flagrant next to her pale buttocks and thighs. She made a choked sound of arousal and leaned back slightly, keening softly at the new angle . . . still watching in the mirror. He searched her face. Suddenly he paused in his wicked pace and glanced over his shoulder. Their gazes met in the mirror.

He, too, knew she’d been watching them.

For an electric few seconds, he held her down in his lap, his cock fully embedded in her, her stare melded to his. She saw a slight snarl shape his mouth, and then he was turning back to her, leaning back on the couch. His hands moved back to her hips and ass, and he was driving back into her again and again, slamming her down into his lap with a strange combination of raw force and a subtle, yet precise, circular motion of both of their hips. It pushed her right to the edge of climax.

“You liked watching it, too, didn’t you, Bright Eyes?” he growled between white clenched teeth.

For a moment, she couldn’t answer. She was overwhelmed by the hard, relentless friction of his cock. The frantic, fast slaps of their bodies crashing together beat like a warning tattoo in her ears, matching her heartbeat . . . surpassing it.

“Answer me,” he said as she continued to rise and fall over him like a bobbing cork in a raging sea. She was going to drown in the storm of it.

“Yes,” she managed, her nails biting into his shoulders. “I loved it.”

His right-handed grip on her ass shifted to her hip. His thumb reached around the front of her. He rubbed her clit with a bull’s-eye precision. Orgasm crashed into her, sending jagged shudders of pleasure through her flesh.

“That’s right. Give in to it,” she heard him say tautly, as if from a distance.

His mouth clamped on her breast, his tongue laving her nipple with a hard pressure. She cried out sharply in surprised bliss as her climax amplified impossibly higher.

*   *   *

It was like starting out thinking you’d take a nice little pleasure cruise and instead finding yourself on the adventure of a lifetime.

Feeling Gia convulse around his cock as she came sent him straight into a sexual berserk. Pleasure pounded at him from all directions, her whimpers and cries of release cutting through his sexual haze like piercing missiles. He boiled in a vat of need.

He shouldn’t have done it, but he was mindless with arousal in those seconds. A deep, insistent voice called out to him to claim her even more thoroughly. He didn’t think about it at the moment. It wasn’t rational. Only monumental lust and desire could have given him the strength and will to do it. When the teeth-gnashing spasms of her clamping channel eased some, and her sweet cries slowed, he lifted his head from her breast and gathered her in his arms. Barely suppressing a vicious curse, he lifted her off his cock.

She cried out as if in pain.

“Shhh,”
he soothed, although his voice hardly sounded calming, but rough from his restraint and rising misery. He gently heaved her supple, soft body onto the couch, her back on the cushions, her hips next to his, her legs still draping across his lap.

“Seth?” she asked. She sounded disoriented from her climax and his abrupt altering of her position. He lifted her legs off of him high enough so he could stand and move between them.

“Don’t worry, I’m coming right back,” he assured with grim amusement. “There’s no way this is going to end until I’m back inside your sweet little pussy. Spread your thighs,” he urged, moving between her legs and coming down over her. She followed his instructions, but he was helping, parting her long legs to accommodate him as he placed one knee between the back of the sofa and her hip. Before he braced his arms, he glanced between her thighs and bit off a snarl.

The vision of her exposed pink, glossy sex was like mainlining a stimulant into his blood. He knew only one thing: an absolute mandate to
get back in there.

One leg bent and still on the floor, he placed a hand next to her head, bracing himself. He guided the head of his cock into her slit.

A shudder of pleasure quaked his flesh as he drove back into her.

“God,”
he moaned gutturally. His harsh exclamation twined with her shaky cry. Bracing himself with both hands, he began to drive into heaven. Pleasure hazed his consciousness. He focused on her face with effort. She watched him with a wild, fierce expression, her beautiful eyes shining. Her pink lips parted. He wanted to sink his tongue into that tempting target. He wanted to taste her everywhere and absorb her cry . . . Claim it as his.

It was cutting at him that he couldn’t do those things
and
take his fill of her all at once. He was helpless at the eye of the inferno, and for now, the most he could do was burn. Might as well submit to the firestorm.

Using his boot for traction on the floor, he rocketed into her. She mewled with pleasure, gripping onto his hips and using her strength to drive him harder, higher, faster, her head lifting off the couch.

“Seth.”

Her head fell back, bouncing on the cushions. Her entire body was jolted with the strength of his possession. He saw her gaze focus on the ceiling, a stunned expression combining with her rapturous one. She was
watching
them again, this time on that damn mirror on the ceiling. The distilled arousal shining in her eyes was too much. He felt that dreaded, yet longed-for tingling in his balls.

“We look good together, don’t we?” he snarled as he thrust deep inside her.

She yelped, her eyes going wide. He thought he might understand why. He’d never felt so heavy, so swollen with need. She gripped onto his ass and pulled him to her with surprising strength, using her hold to tilt her hips up.

Jesus.

He barely cut off a throat-tearing roar, muffling it to a groan as orgasm slashed through him. His body was paralyzed for a moment as it roared through him. Acting purely on instinct, he began to move again when the first wave passed, fucking her while he came and staring down at her face. She cried out sharply. His eyes rolled into the back of his head when he felt her squeezing him while he ejaculated.

God bless it, she was perfect. She was coming for him again.

*   *   *

She stared at the enthralling image of Seth taking her without constraint. She hardly recognized herself. Could that wanton, shameless female whose body quaked against the couch cushions as she submitted wholly to a near stranger
really
be Gia Harris?

She knew the second when he began to feel the urge to finally explode. She
saw
it. His expression grew even fiercer. In the mirror, she saw his smooth, muscular buttocks contract extra-tight, super-powering his already strong thrusts. Her body jolted as he rocketed into her. It was so much—
he
was—and yet she wanted
more
. She tilted her hips back and spread her legs wider in the air, offering everything. Sliding her hands over ridged muscle and narrow hips, she gripped the dense, flexing muscles of his ass greedily, squeezing his buttocks and pushing him to her.

When she looked up at herself in the reflection on the ceiling, her expression was wild. Then she saw nothing as she clamped her eyelids shut. His rough groan combined with the sensation of his cock convulsing high inside her made her muscles strain tight. His pelvis ground against her outer sex in a subtle circular motion, sending a jolt of pressure through her clit.

Then he was fucking her again, and all thought left her as she climaxed.

*   *   *

The next thing she knew he was nuzzling her ear and kissing her temple and cheek. She opened her eyes sluggishly. Seth lifted his head and met her stare. His eyes were light and dark at once, she realized muzzily, like the night sky lit by thousands and thousands of glowing stars.