Chapter Nineteen

She took a step back and he followed, one by one her feet shifted backwards leading them into her bedroom.

Was she crazy? Probably.

Was she able to think at this moment as his lips destroyed hers?

Nope.

His hands ran down her sides as he lifted her mouth with his in a slow kiss. His thumb traced up the line where her shirt met in the middle and hovered around the button at the top.

He popped her buttons, one by one and his gaze fell, dipping to the space between her breasts. She was assaulted by a shiver as he took her all in. He trailed his finger around the black scalloped edge of her bra and his eyes flicked up and locked with hers.

“Sexy,” he murmured fingering the lace with smirk.

Sexy? She’d never felt sexy in her life.

His eyes fell back down to her front clasp, she held her breath in and her eyes focused solely on him and in one swift flick, it popped open. She gasped, sucking in a quick breath. Breathing had become optional.

So had thinking. All she could concentrate on was him and what he was doing with that hand.

“Close your eyes.” His husky breath was like dynamite against her skin.

Oh god.

She closed her eyes and sank back into her pillows. Wet, hot delicious lips scraped across her breasts till they found their prize. She fisted at the sheets beneath her, it wasn’t enough

This wasn’t enough, she wanted more.

She raked her hands into his hair as the first brush of his mouth was soft, slow and teasing. Christ, he was a stupid tease in the bed as well. She should have known.

“Jon,” but he didn’t give her a chance as he took her nipple deep, swirling his tongue around the tip. She arched up, her hands moving down to his shoulders, nails finding skin.

For such a straight thinker, she was a twisted mess of emotions as he continued to suck. Hard.

Her body lifted up off the bed, as he sucked her will away. She’d given in.

She knew she had, and it felt too damn good to care right now.

He shifted to the other breast nosing her nipple first, keeping his cockiness alive between them. She gasped and before she could curse at him, he’d taken her whole again.

“Oh god,” she wriggled against the bed as her thighs started to buzz with the need to have him there. All of him. His fingers fumbled with the zipper on the side of her skirt as he tugged it down, revealing black lace and skin on her hip.

He grinned again, “matching,” he murmured as his mouth followed the open zipper all the way down. She hiccuped when his tongue swirled down the crease in her thigh as he tugged the linen skirt further down.

How did she go from eating Doritos on the couch, pretending to ignore him to now being half naked, under him – wanting him to do whatever he wanted - to her? She bit down on the corner of her thumb as his hair pooled around her belly and his chin bumped against her thigh. Maybe she wanted to know what all the fuss was about when it came to him.

When tongue hit silk, she cried out into the room and lost the war to sit up, sinking further into the pillows behind her. His thumb hooked around her panties, opening her enough for him to taste.

“Jon, oh Christ!” She giggled sinking further back into the pillows where flicks and strong slow licks brought her an amazing amount of pleasure in one hit. Nothing should feel this damn good.

He thumbed her thighs wider open, as he shifted in closer taking more from her if at all possible. His other hand snaked up over her flat belly and cupped a breast, scraping his thumb over her nipple. Her chest was becoming heavy and her hair began to plaster to her jaw.

There was a fine line between distraction and pleasure and she’d bolted right over it. Her body gave in as every sense on burned as the first orgasm suckered punched her from nowhere.

Shaking she gripped his hair, as he lapped up her cum and finally looked up. That same blue gleam in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved.

He crawled back up her meeting her lips, as he dug down and unbuttoned his jeans. She could feel his hardness when he bumped into her thigh. Lifting his arms up, she helped tug his tee shirt up and over his arms. He slipped off her open shirt and bra, letting them tumble to the ground before his mouth locked with hers again.

Her mouth flooded with the heady taste of sex and him. His flavor was dark, exciting – not what she expected at all. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she pulled him down, pulling his body against hers.

His lips scraped up her jaw to her lobe. “Touch me,” his voice hoarse in her ear as she nodded and let her hand search out what he most wanted her to.
He bucked forward to meet her, as she curled her fingers around his shaft.

“Yesss” he hissed as she tugged lightly and he kissed his way down her neck. He groaned against the center of her breasts as she started the rhythm, and slowly his tongue followed her throat to her chin. Mashing his mouth against hers, he sucked and teeth met skin as she kept pumping him.

And the more she pumped, the more desperate his kisses, licks and groans became above her. When he snatched away her hand she looked up at him, and frowned.

“I want the first time to be inside you Callie.”

She clawed her way up his chest through the thick fibres warm, like silk against her hands.

First time? The thought vanished like a puff of smoke as she nodded. Needing to touch him again she lifted her hands into his, god so much hair. She was destroyed. He had her right where he wanted her.

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He rolled her and lifted her, so her knees locked on each side of his hips. His eyes followed her body up to her eyes and he grinned again. She was stunning, under all that fucking law-tastic suit, she had a body to die for. Slim but curvy, and breasts full enough to make his cock ache to be inside of her.

Her wavy dark chocolate hair spilled down her shoulders and sprinkled around her nipples, as she waited for him to make the next move. The head of his cock, bumped against her ass as he shifted her back and gritted his teeth. When the fuck did he grow some patience?

“I need a condom,” he nodded to his jeans and as she reached back his thumb hooked under her hood finding her tight little knot. She gasped as she nearly lost balance, palming the bed behind her to keep her steady.

“Now, put it on me baby.” He winked at her, and relaxed back to let her know it was ok to take her time. Besides, he was enjoying the fucking view as her breasts bounced each time he took a swipe around her clit.

She fumbled with the wrapper, biting down on her lip – she was determined to keep composure but her body trembling above his, told him otherwise. She was close to snapping, just like him. She found the tip of his cock and threaded the condom over, and rolled it down sheathing him in one move.

He closed his eyes, fuck nothing was going to be better than exploding inside her in a few minutes time. She finished and he laced his fingers in his before she could do anything else.

“C’mere,” he pulled her down and let his mouth graze against nipple before finding her warm mouth. Her full lips were pink and swollen. He’d give anything to have them around his cock, but he didn’t want to push it. It’d taken hell to freeze over to get her this far.

In one motion, he flipped her again landing her flat on her back as he pressed against her. Her skin tasted as sweet as it smelled as he tasted from her neck once more as he shifted himself, before slowly entering her.

She clamped around him, causing him to groan. Fuck, she was tight and so wet.

He dragged her left leg up over his hip as he seated himself deeper. She moaned and closed her eyes, tilting her head up – exposing her neck for more tasting.

“Jon –“it was more a whisper than anything else as he began to rock inside her. God he wanted to drive her home, make her scream. But in some small way – he respected her not to rip her apart. Their nipples rubbed and he growled, the sensitivity hitting them both.

He hit her hard, and he hit her true --- the gasps became moans and the moans became screams as they both started to build. Her walls shut tighter around him, and she gasped for breath under him. He pushed her hair back and kissed her again, god he needed release. This was somehow stronger, more intense. But he tucked it away - and put it down to the mad tension between them.

Her fingers gripped his biceps as her other leg found his hip wrapping herself completely around him. “God, oh god -- oh yes…” he was surprised how fucking vocal she was in bed, and the more she moaned and cried, the more he tightened inside her.

Rolling in hard and deep he felt her snap, and her body quake under his. He followed suite and let himself go slamming and shouting her name. Slumping down against her, he sucked in his breath.

Well fuck. He did not expect that.

Her skin slick and her eyes dilated so he rolled her over on her tummy. She fisted the pillow and sighed, while all he could see was her little ass bobbing upwards. What was it about her? The lawyer thing? He’d conquered her straight shooting attitude and got her in the sack? He’d won?

He shifted forward and held his dick, rubbing it against her slick opening.
She snapped her head up but didn’t stop him when he slid easily back into her once more. She propped herself up on all fours, and skin found skin as it slapped hard through the room.

“Fuck,” he muttered. She was so fucking wet and still soaked with her cum.

He gripped her hips and found their rhythm, this time it was quick and dirty. Nothing elegant about it as he let his own orgasm take her over the edge. She collapsed into the pillows and rolled onto her side away from him as he slotted in behind her.

She fought for breath as he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his nose into her hair as he settled against her.

She was already drifting away as he nosed back her hair and kissed her neck. “Are you still angry with me?”

She reached out for the spare pillow and clutched it. “You’re still an ass you know.”

He chuckled against her ear. “But an ass that’s good in bed right?”

He didn’t see the pillow coming for him.

“Hey!” He soon had her shrieking as he found her soft spots at her waist and under her arms.

He rolled her back into him, as they laughed and re-settled. This time, her arms snaked around his waist and her cheek settled against his chest. Short nails stroked her back as she fell heavy against him, and he soon following with a contented grin spreading across his lips.

He always got what he wanted.