Free Total Immersion by Alice Gaines

him so that her breasts pressed into the solid wall of his chest. His cock, the greatest sex toy in the world, pushed against her pelvis. Their toy and the source of both of their pleasure. When she rubbed herself against it, he made a low rumble of approval in his chest.
    Sex was always like this between them. Their first kiss had lit a fire neither of them had managed to quench, even now. They’d come together with a force far off the Richter scale and spent their getting-to-know-each-other days in bed in a rhythm of sex and talk, sex and food, sex and sleep, and on and on. No matter what might happen in the future, he’d always be her dearest, most passionate lover. The man who’d taught her the miracles of her own body.
    Easing her down, he lay her back against the sheets and slid his hand between her thighs, taking over to stroke her sex and bring her arousal level up to his. He didn’t have much work to do in that regard. She’d already become moist, and when his fingers dipped between her pussy lips, they came away wet. The throbbing started. The dull ache that would build to sensations far more urgent. His touch could take care of that, but how much sweeter to have his hardness inside her. He wouldn’t disappoint her. He never did. But he might play with her until she begged him to enter her.
    Next, he slid his finger inside her and probed, urging more moisture from her. Then, his mouth closed over one breast and tugged at the nipple. With a sigh, she rested back and allowed him to work his magic on her body. He knew where every sensitive spot was and how to stimulate her to maximum excitement.
    So far, he’d avoided her clitoris. Leaving the best for last, perhaps. That hadn’t stopped the tiny organ from hardening in anticipation. When he finally grazed it, her hips jerked, and she took a sharp, inward breath. She’d become more aroused than she’d imagined, and soon her need spiraled out of control. Without words, she could only reach down and wrap her fingers around his wrist in a silent plea for more.
    He obliged, of course, rubbing and stroking her clit as she drifted off into the hazy world of high arousal. She’d enjoy as much of this as she could, and then she’d invite him inside her to finish her. Just for a few more seconds of utter bliss until she’d have to have him.
    Seemingly in no hurry, he continued loving her hot button as he nestled his face in the crook of her neck. His breath came hot and shallow against her skin. Evidence of his rising excitement. Neither of them could wait much longer. So she reached between them and found his cock, parting her legs to make room for him between them.
    When he rolled backward, groping for the drawer in the bedside table, she caught his hand in hers. “We don’t need that.”
    “But—”
    “Nothing separating us,” she said.
    “Club policy.”
    “Never mind that. This is you and me. I trust you.” The question hung silently between them: Did he trust her, too?
    “Pregnancy?” he said.
    “I’m taking the pill. I thought I might meet someone else.”
    He rolled back to her. “I’m glad you didn’t.”
    “So am I.”
    This time, when she parted her legs, he took his place between them. He’d made her more than ready, so when he eased the head of his cock into her pussy, it passed smoothly, and he surged forward, burying himself inside her. He held himself above her, not moving as the two of them adjusted to a new reality. They were utterly joined, totally complete. Her breath caught in her chest as the image of him above her etched itself into her brain. The strong jaw and sensual lips, the dark hair that hung on his forehead, and especially the light in his eyes. As if nothing existed outside this room and nothing of any importance ever would.
    Then he began to move. The same way he’d coached Jeff hours ago. Slow and even. Not rushing the beginning but letting them both savor it. Wrapping her legs around him, she settled in for the