Love Under The Big Sky: Falling For Jillian Part 9

"This isn't going to be fast, sugar," he murmurs as his lips drift down my jawline. "We have all night, and I'm going to take my time."

I push my fingers into his hair, loving the softness of the strands between them. "You don't have to go slow for me."

"I'm going slow for me." He reaches around with one hand and deftly unclasps my bra. I shrug out of it and toss it aside. "You are never going to forget all of the things I'm going to do to you tonight. Every inch of your amazing little body is going to feel me."

My breath hitches at his words. He boosts me up in the bed, unclasps my jeans, peels them down, and kneels between my legs, staring at me clad only in my tiny blue lace panties.

"Do you have any idea how f.u.c.king beautiful you are?" he growls and braces himself above me, holding his body away from mine as he brushes his lips over mine softly, barely touching me.

My hands glide across his smooth chest, over his sculpted stomach, to the b.u.t.ton on his jeans.

"I need you naked," I breathe.

"Not yet."

"Please."

"Here's the thing," he whispers and pulls the lobe of my ear between his teeth, then soothes the bite with his tongue. "I only have one condom."

"Well, you're not very well prepared for this," I mutter grouchily.

"I wasn't trying to jinx anything," he replies with a chuckle. "But I do plan to make you come all night long, so we're going to have to be creative here, baby."

"All night?" I squeak. Dear G.o.d, I don't think I can do it.

"All." He kisses my collarbone. "Night."

CHAPTER.

Six.

ZACK.

f.u.c.k yes I'm going to make love to her all night long.

"I'm going to make you feel things you've never imagined," I warn her as I trace her dusky brown nipple with my nose until it puckers. "I want to hear those s.e.xy moans you make when I'm buried deep inside you, holding your legs down, making you stay still while I drive you nuts."

She moans and shimmies under me, trying to press her p.u.s.s.y against my stomach as I kiss across her chest, not quite reaching her sensitive nipples.

"And I want to feel you fall over the edge while I have my fingers deep inside your p.u.s.s.y and your c.l.i.t between my lips."

"Jesus, Zack." Her sweet voice is raspy with l.u.s.t now and she's breathing hard, her head thrashing on my pillow. Her gorgeous brown hair is fanned around her.

I can't wait to pull it while I f.u.c.k her from behind.

But that'll have to be another day because tonight, when I finally do sink into her hot, wet p.u.s.s.y, it'll be while she's under me, and I can see those amazing blue eyes while she comes around me.

I pull her nipple into my mouth and tug with my teeth, then soothe it with my tongue. She plunges her hands into my hair and holds on tight.

I make love to the other nipple, satisfied when it puckers, then pull back with a loud pop, glide my hands up her arms to her hands, still buried in my hair, and link my fingers with hers and guide them over her head.

"You taste so good," I whisper against her lips. She grins, panting, her blue eyes on fire, and circles her hips, pushing her p.u.s.s.y against my c.o.c.k, making it throb even more.

"Zack," she murmurs. "I want you inside me."

"I'll get there," I reply and kiss her lightly, just tickling her lips with my own. G.o.d, she's so soft and sweet.

I let go of her hands and they go straight for my hair again, pulling me in deeper. This woman kisses like it's her sole mission in life, with 100 percent of her attention.

She's intoxicating.

Finally, I nip her little chin and down her neck and begin the journey down her pet.i.te body. The first time I was with her, I was afraid I'd break her. But she's much stronger than she looks.

While kissing and nuzzling her belly b.u.t.ton, I hook my fingers into her panties and pull them down her hips and legs, then throw them over my shoulder and settle between her spread thighs.

She's laid out before me like a feast. Her p.u.s.s.y lips are small and pink and dripping wet.

"Your c.l.i.t is swollen," I murmur softly and trace a circle with my fingertip around the tight nub.

She gasps and squirms as I drag my finger down from her c.l.i.t, between her folds, and push it inside her and amazingly, she clenches around my finger like a vise and I know that when my c.o.c.k slides home, I won't last long.

Finally, I can't take it any longer. I have to taste her. I pull my finger out of her and suck it into my mouth. She bites her lip, watching me intently and I grin up at her, then lean in and pull her lips into my mouth, suck lightly, and then sink my tongue into her hot, tight p.u.s.s.y.

Her hips lift off the mattress, pushing unabashedly against my face. I plant my hands on her inner thighs and hold her down and lick from her entrance to her c.l.i.t and back down again, and as I f.u.c.k her with my tongue, I press my thumb on her c.l.i.t and watch as she explodes, her juices flowing around my mouth as she arches her back and screams my name.

I kiss her thighs and her soft, flat belly, running my fingertips up and down her skin, watching as goose b.u.mps spread across her white skin.

"That was one," I inform her and climb back on top of her and kiss her, giving her taste to her. I love the way her pelvis cradles mine, and the feel of her strong thighs clenched around my hips, and I know I won't be able to hold out much longer.

I tug my wallet from my jeans, retrieve the condom, and shimmy out of my pants. My c.o.c.k springs blessedly free, and I quickly sheath it in the rubber.

"You're sure?" I settle against her, not inside her yet, and gently brush strands of hair away from her forehead.

"If you stop now, I'll kick your a.s.s." She reaches between us, takes my c.o.c.k in her hand, and guides me inside her, and I swear to Jesus, I see stars.

"Holy f.u.c.k, Jilly."

"G.o.d, so good," she gasps.

I slide in as far as I can and stop, holding myself still. If I move, I'll pound in and out of her until I come hard, and I want to make this last.

"I missed you," I whisper. My heart stills. G.o.d, I missed her. I only had her for one night, and I thought I'd never be here again, and by some miracle, here she is.

"I'm sorry." She bites her lip. Tears form in her eyes, making my gut clench. "I shouldn't have left. I should have . . ."

"Shh." I kiss her softly and brush her tears away with my thumbs. "We had a rough year, sugar. I'm just so f.u.c.king thankful you're here now."

She nods and offers me a shy smile. "Me too."

I lean in and drag my nose down her jaw to her ear. "I have to move."

"So move," she replies and circles her hips again.

"I don't want it to be over too fast."

She drags those amazing hands of hers down my back to my a.s.s and grabs a handful. "This is just the first time, Zack."

I pull back in surprise to gaze down at her nervous face. She's biting her lip again.

"I mean . . ."

"You're right." I pull my hips back and then slide right back in and it's all I can do to hold still again. "It's just the first time." I repeat the motion, and then slowly increase the pace.

"Oh G.o.d."

I hook her right leg around my elbow and spread her wide, and can't help but watch my hard, thick c.o.c.k moving in and out of her small body.

"Amazing," I murmur and glance up at her face. "Your tiny body fits me like a glove."

Her body clenches around me, and I know she's on the edge again, ready to fall apart. I release her leg and cover her with my body and kiss her hard as her p.u.s.s.y milks my c.o.c.k.

"Come, baby."

"Come with me," she purrs.

"I'm right here with you." I clench her hand in mine and kiss her fingers, then kiss her lips again. She nibbles my lower lip and suddenly, her hand tightens on mine and her p.u.s.s.y clenches around my c.o.c.k like a fist.

"Holy s.h.i.t!"

"Yes, baby." I hold my hips still, watching as she shudders around me, coming apart, and just as her o.r.g.a.s.m is about to recede, I follow her over, pulsing inside her, and call out her name.

"Holy s.h.i.t," she whispers, panting.

I laugh as my head clears, cup her face in my hands, and kiss her long and slow before pulling out of her to dispose of the condom and wash my hands.

"How do you feel?" I ask as I crawl back to the middle of my bed and kiss her cheek.

"Thoroughly f.u.c.ked," she replies with a wide smile.

"Good." I kiss her cheek again and pull away. "I have to check the house. I'll be right back."

"Do you need help?"

The question makes me pause. When was the last time anyone asked me if I needed help?

"No, sweetheart. Get comfy. I'll only be a minute."

I pull on a pair of boxers and run into Thor, who is asleep right outside my door.

"Hey, buddy. Sorry about that." He whines and licks my hand as he jogs down the stairs next to me. "I know, you miss your boy. He'll be home tomorrow. Here, go potty so we can all go to bed."

I open the back door and he flies outside, barks at the chickens just for form's sake, pees on a fence post, and then runs back to the house.

It's too d.a.m.n cold out to f.u.c.k around.

I stoke the fire, add more wood, and make sure the house is locked up for the night, not that anyone is going to bother us out here. It's just habit now.

"Are you ready for bed, boy?" I ask Thor. He offers me a doggy grin and runs up the stairs ahead of me. He stops at Seth's room, but I shake my head. "You'll have to sleep in my room tonight. Come on."

When we enter the master, Thor jogs over to the bed, sniffs to see who's up there, and then jumps up on the bed.

"Thor, no."

"Awww, he wants to sleep with us." Jill scratches his ears as Thor curls up next to her, happy as a clam.

"Not a chance in h.e.l.l are you going to sleep next to my woman, dog." Jill's eyes widen in surprise as I snap my fingers and point to Thor's bed. He whines, hangs his head for a moment, and then finally obeys, jumping off the bed and curling up on his dog bed in the corner.

I climb under the covers and pull Jill into my arms, settling her on my chest.

"Why do you look so shocked?"

"I'm not."

"Do you think that you're not my woman?" I ask calmly and kiss the top of her head.

"I hadn't thought about it."

I roll us to the side, so I can look her in the eye. "Think about it, Jill."

She drags her hand down my cheek. I turn my head to kiss her palm and guide that hand around my back, hugging her close.

"Think about it," I whisper again.