Bliss by Opal Carew Page B

his cock into her, then did a little spiral. Her orgasm intensified, then hot, searing joy blazed through her.

    Finally, she slumped back on the bed.

    He smiled as he stroked her hair tenderly. “I see you’re really into this fantasy idea.”

    “Fantasy?”

    “You wanted me to be a bad-boy type and take you. That’s a fantasy of sorts. And a very effective one, it seems.”

    “It was pretty great.”

    He stood up and pulled her to her feet, then kissed her thoroughly.

    “Do you want to . . . stay the night?” She liked the idea of him in her bed. Snuggling all night long.

    “Absolutely.”

    She slid under the covers and he curled in behind her. His erection glided between her legs as he cupped her breast.

    “You didn’t come,” she said.

    “With you writhing in pleasure in my arms? Are you kidding? Of course I came. I just didn’t release.”

    “Oh.”

    She couldn’t really argue with him. And she liked his long, hard cock nestled between her legs. Pressing against her slit. She wiggled a little closer and tremors of pleasure rippled through her. Of course, she might never get to sleep.

    But the warmth of his body pressed against hers, combined with the afterglow of their lovemaking, quickly lulled her into a contented sleepiness.

    He nuzzled her ear. “What if tomorrow we fulfill another fantasy?”

    “Mmm. That would be nice,” she said as she drifted closer to sleep.

    “What about sex with a stranger?”

    “Mm hmm. That’s a good idea.”

Chapter Ten

    The sound of her alarm dragged Kara from sleep. She tapped the snooze button, then sank back against J.M.’s warm body.

    “Do you have to get up right away?” He nuzzled her neck.

    “I have a few minutes to spare.” She rolled around and faced him with a smile.

    “Good.” He brushed her lips with his. She wrapped her arms around him and deepened the kiss. His hard cock pressed against her belly. His hand slid between them and . . . his cock slid inside her. Then he pulled her close and cuddled her.

    And cuddled her.

    After another few moments, she wiggled a little, enjoying the feel of his stiff shaft moving inside her

    She stroked her hand across his broad chest, enjoying the ripples of muscle beneath her fingertips. “Aren’t you going anywhere with this?” she asked.

    “Actually, I just wanted to enjoy the closeness and intimacy.” He kissed her temple. “In Tantra, the goal isn’t orgasm.”

    “Screw that,” she said, tipping him onto his back and trapping him between her knees. She grinned impishly. “ I want an orgasm.”

    She lifted her body, then pushed herself down on him again. His hard cock stroked her inner walls, sending ripples of pleasure through her. She took his hands and placed them on her breasts, then pushed herself up and sank back down on him. When he twitched inside her, she smiled.

    He leaned forward and nipped her nipple with a light brush of his teeth, then sucked. She dropped her head back, moaning softly, as his hand slid down her stomach and his fingertip stroked over her clit. High-voltage sensations sparked through her. She increased her rhythm, pleasure building in her. He sucked her nipple while he toyed with her clit. His cock glided up and down her passage. She squeezed him inside, intensifying the sensation. He cupped her buttocks and pressed together, squeezing him inside her. She sucked in air as the blissful onset of orgasm swept through her . . . then exploded in fiery sparks of ecstasy. She moaned long and loud as she ground her pelvis against him. He flipped her under him and drove deep. She gasped as another orgasm erupted inside her. He swirled and thrust. The wave of ecstasy swept through her . . . on and on.

    Finally, she slumped back on the bed and smiled up at him.

    “Now that’s what I call an orgasm.”

    Kara stroked her soapy hands across J.M.’s back as the warm shower water streamed over them. He turned around to face her.

    “Do you want me