fingernails down his arm. “You’re killing me.”
Finally, she heard him rip the condom wrapper open. After a few seconds, he knelt between her thighs and ran his hands down her calves. Smiling at him, she spread her knees wider and lifted her hips.
He took his sweet time about it. Slowly, he entered her, one hand gripping the back of her thigh while the other supported his weight. Each time he pulled back, he went a little bit deeper until he filled her completely.
“Damn,” he whispered, a light sheen of sweat gleaming at his hairline. “This has been building for days, and I don’t want it to be over.”
“That’s not the only condom,” she said, rocking against him.
He groaned and started moving, meeting each lift of her hips. She wrapped her arms around his waist, digging her fingertips into the middle of his back. Stroke after stroke brought her closer to orgasm, and she closed her eyes, savoring the sensations. He thrust deeper and faster until her back arched and she bit down on her lips to keep from crying out as the orgasm hit.
Only a moment later Scott groaned, his body jerking as he came, and she held him until his orgasm passed. He lowered himself on top of her and kissed her neck as his body relaxed, and she sighed contentedly.
If there were consequences for tonight, she’d gladly accept them. It had been worth it.
Once they’d caught their breath, he kissed her again and then rolled away. “Since you only have one door, I guess that must be the bathroom.”
“Mmm-hmm. But there’s also a box of tissues on the nightstand and a wastebasket under it if you need it.”
She closed her eyes as he disposed of the condom, and then smiled when he rolled back to her, his body spooning hers. “You’re so warm. I might never move again.”
“I guess I’ll let you rest for a few minutes.”
Laughing, she snuggled deeper against him. “A few minutes, huh? You sound pretty sure of yourself.”
He lifted his head and kissed her neck before putting his mouth next to her ear. “I bet you think I forgot you offered to share that chocolate pudding with me, don’t you?”
SEVEN
E ATING CHOCOLATE PUDDING naked in bed with Jamie Rutherford. Today was definitely ending a lot better than it had begun, Scott thought. And she’d been right about the pudding. It was damn good, and would have been worth climbing the stairs for even if she hadn’t gotten him into her bed.
“What did you think?” she asked.
He looked over at her, smiling at the smudge of pudding at the corner of her mouth before she wiped it away with the tip of her finger. They were sitting up against her headboard, each with an empty bowl of pudding and, even though she’d pulled the sheet up over her breasts when she sat up, everything was pretty damn perfect.
“It was as good as you said it was. I don’t know if I should start stopping at that market to get my own, or if I should find a new way to the rink so I’m not tempted by it.”
“Tell me about it. It’s just around the corner from me, so I have to depend on willpower.” She took his bowl and set them on her nightstand before wiggling back down so her head was on her pillow. “I think you being naked in my bed says everything about how strong my willpower game is.”
“You’re the first woman who’s ever given me chocolate pudding after sex. You do realize you might not get rid of me now.”
She laughed. “That pudding was supposed be my reward for making it an entire week without having sex with you.”
“You almost made it.” He moved down on the bed and then rolled onto his side, propping his head on his hand so he could see her face. “What was your two-week reward going to be?”
“A Ferrari? I don’t know, and I think the fact I can’t think of anything says a lot about my faith in my ability to resist you.”
“And that was with me deliberately trying to leave you alone.”
“Which just made you even more attractive to me, by the
Finally, she heard him rip the condom wrapper open. After a few seconds, he knelt between her thighs and ran his hands down her calves. Smiling at him, she spread her knees wider and lifted her hips.
He took his sweet time about it. Slowly, he entered her, one hand gripping the back of her thigh while the other supported his weight. Each time he pulled back, he went a little bit deeper until he filled her completely.
“Damn,” he whispered, a light sheen of sweat gleaming at his hairline. “This has been building for days, and I don’t want it to be over.”
“That’s not the only condom,” she said, rocking against him.
He groaned and started moving, meeting each lift of her hips. She wrapped her arms around his waist, digging her fingertips into the middle of his back. Stroke after stroke brought her closer to orgasm, and she closed her eyes, savoring the sensations. He thrust deeper and faster until her back arched and she bit down on her lips to keep from crying out as the orgasm hit.
Only a moment later Scott groaned, his body jerking as he came, and she held him until his orgasm passed. He lowered himself on top of her and kissed her neck as his body relaxed, and she sighed contentedly.
If there were consequences for tonight, she’d gladly accept them. It had been worth it.
Once they’d caught their breath, he kissed her again and then rolled away. “Since you only have one door, I guess that must be the bathroom.”
“Mmm-hmm. But there’s also a box of tissues on the nightstand and a wastebasket under it if you need it.”
She closed her eyes as he disposed of the condom, and then smiled when he rolled back to her, his body spooning hers. “You’re so warm. I might never move again.”
“I guess I’ll let you rest for a few minutes.”
Laughing, she snuggled deeper against him. “A few minutes, huh? You sound pretty sure of yourself.”
He lifted his head and kissed her neck before putting his mouth next to her ear. “I bet you think I forgot you offered to share that chocolate pudding with me, don’t you?”
SEVEN
E ATING CHOCOLATE PUDDING naked in bed with Jamie Rutherford. Today was definitely ending a lot better than it had begun, Scott thought. And she’d been right about the pudding. It was damn good, and would have been worth climbing the stairs for even if she hadn’t gotten him into her bed.
“What did you think?” she asked.
He looked over at her, smiling at the smudge of pudding at the corner of her mouth before she wiped it away with the tip of her finger. They were sitting up against her headboard, each with an empty bowl of pudding and, even though she’d pulled the sheet up over her breasts when she sat up, everything was pretty damn perfect.
“It was as good as you said it was. I don’t know if I should start stopping at that market to get my own, or if I should find a new way to the rink so I’m not tempted by it.”
“Tell me about it. It’s just around the corner from me, so I have to depend on willpower.” She took his bowl and set them on her nightstand before wiggling back down so her head was on her pillow. “I think you being naked in my bed says everything about how strong my willpower game is.”
“You’re the first woman who’s ever given me chocolate pudding after sex. You do realize you might not get rid of me now.”
She laughed. “That pudding was supposed be my reward for making it an entire week without having sex with you.”
“You almost made it.” He moved down on the bed and then rolled onto his side, propping his head on his hand so he could see her face. “What was your two-week reward going to be?”
“A Ferrari? I don’t know, and I think the fact I can’t think of anything says a lot about my faith in my ability to resist you.”
“And that was with me deliberately trying to leave you alone.”
“Which just made you even more attractive to me, by the
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