Free Her Perfect Man by Nona Raines Page A

turned him around and shoved him backwards onto her bed. He laughed, but Kim found nothing funny. On fire, she was so needy that her eyes stung with tears. As he sat up to remove his shoes, she jerked open her bedside drawer and grabbed a condom from the box she kept there.
    He still had his pants on. He was too slow. Why did he take so long?
    Kim skinned out of her panties and again shoved him so he lay back on the bed.
    He laughed again. “Take it easy,” he said as he jounced against the pillows.
    “No.” She wouldn’t take it easy. She wanted it hard and fast. She pulled his pants and briefs down to his knees, too impatient too pull them off all the way. She sighed as at last his rigid cock bobbed free.
    She grasped it, loving its heat and hardness. He stiffened, drawing in a quick breath as she ran her thumb around the velvety ridge of his cockhead, and Kim smiled. He wasn’t laughing now.
    But she craved more, much more. Every inch of her skin tingled, every cell in her body ached with need. She tore the packet open, crawled over him, rolled the condom down his shaft. Straddling his hips, she rubbed her wet, needy folds against his latex-sheathed hardness, and lightning crackled through her. But even that was not enough.
    Her thighs quivered as she lifted herself above him, biting her lip. His hands held her hips, steadying her, ready to slowly lower her onto him.
    Though she’d wanted to torture and tease him like a wicked seductress, Kim couldn’t wait. She plunged onto his ready cock, gasping at the sudden fullness.
    Too full, too quickly, but she didn’t care.
    This time he hissed as she rose and fell jerkily on top of him, galloping toward climax. “Kim, wait.
    Slow down.”
    No. No slowing down. No taking it easy. She watched the flush rise on his cheeks, saw his lips plump and his eyes narrow with arousal. He tried to hold back, to wait for her. But that wasn’t what she wanted. She wanted him to lose control. Kim rocked, grinding her pussy against him and like a match to tinder, he went off.
    His eyes squeezed shut, and his hands dug into the soft flesh of her hips as he came. There might even be bruises tomorrow, but Kim didn’t care. A swell of triumph rushed through her. Mr.
    Dependable had lost himself in the moment.
    She kissed him and tumbled off, falling beside him on the bed.
    A few moments later, he sighed and turned toward her. “Well, what was that about?”
    “Huh?” Her smug smile undermined her innocent tone of voice.
    “You didn’t let me slow down. It all happened too fast.”
    “Oh, you’re blaming me?” she teased.
    “Yes.” He bit her shoulder playfully. “Why do I get the feeling that’s exactly how you wanted it?”
    Why indeed? “You should be telling me you couldn’t hold back ‘cause I’m just so hot.” She patted his thigh. “What can I say? I have that effect on men.”
    “Hmm. I’m lucky you’re not kicking me out of bed for my poor performance.” They lay side by side, her back to his front.
    “Plenty of time for that,” she replied airily.
    “Time enough for me to redeem myself, I hope.”
    His fingers drifted down her arm, giving her goose bumps.
    “I’m not complaining.” She shivered as his fingers made a detour and whisked across her hip.
    “I am.” He nuzzled the tender spot where her neck met her shoulder, and his hot breath sent a tingle right through her, all the way down to her toes. “My manly pride’s at stake. I can’t leave a woman unsatisfied.”
    And suddenly she recognized how truly unsatisfied she was. She hadn’t cared a few moments ago, still flushed with pride that she’d made him lose control. But now Kim chafed with unfulfilled need. She hadn’t climaxed yet and she wanted to come.
    She tried rolling over to face him, but Charlie held her still with his hand on her hip. “Stay there.
    Just like that.” She chuckled as his fingers walked across her tummy. They then made a sharp turn, combing through the crisp