Jungle Inferno (13 page)

She opened her eyes and saw his burning into hers, holding her gaze while he stripped off his clothing. She gasped at the sight of his magnificent body, his erection jutting proudly in the pale golden light from the bedside lamp. His body could have been the work of a sculptor, shoulders broad and hips narrow, thick muscles well-defined.

They stared at each other for a long moment and then he was beside her, his strong body pressing against hers. His hands did a slow minuet on her skin, dancing from breasts to thighs and everything in between. Every pulse in her body began to throb, moisture pooled between her thighs and her breathing hitched and stuttered.

His mouth was seductive, tasting her lips, invading her with his tongue, darting and retreating until she wanted to open her own mouth and swallow him whole. And it was everywhere, following the patterns left by his hands, savoring every inch of her as if it were the finest ambrosia.

Her fingers moved through the matted curls covering his hard, muscular chest, touching his nipples, grazing the points with her fingernails. Loving the feel of him hardening against her when she did. The sensation of him pressing down on her, consuming her with his touch. Their bodies danced as one, until she could hardly tell where his body ended and hers began. Nothing she had ever dreamed could compare to the reality of this, a sensual mating that took her beyond every peak, dropped her through every valley and lifted her again.

She moaned beneath him, reveling in the feel of his hair-roughened skin against the smoothness of hers. His nips and licks drove her crazy, speeding up the tempo of the dance, a wildness invading her. He drank of her as if she were a fine wine, his tongue lapping each drop like a liquid treasure, while his clever fingers stroked and plucked and teased at the quivering walls of her cunt.

Beneath him her body arched upward, urging him. Heat raced through her like wildfire, the pleasure burning her alive. When he moved to kneel between her thighs she almost climaxed from the sheer anticipation of what he was about to do. He bent his head and that first lash of the tongue shot such pleasure through her she could hardly breathe.

Again and again he licked her, his thumbs opening her moist pussy to his eyes. The heat she saw in them nearly scorched her. His breath on her labia was a warm, moist breeze that sent shivers racing through her.

He ate at her, just as he’d promised, exploring the inner walls of her cunt with his tongue, scraping it along the sweet spot and rimming the opening. She bucked beneath him but he held her firmly in place, his tongue dancing over every sensitive surface.

When her orgasm erupted he let her ride his tongue, the walls of her pussy clenching it, until the last aftershock died away.

But when he reached out to open the drawer with the condoms in it, she batted his arm away and shoved him to his back. Only the element of surprise gave her the ability to move his hard, muscular body that way.

“What?” he asked.

“I’ve been waiting to do this for a very long time,” she whispered.

Wrapping her slim fingers around his swollen cock, she placed her mouth over the broad, flat head and drew it into her mouth. It tasted just as she’d imagined, hot and hard, but the skin covering it was like velvet. Such a bolt of heat flooded her that she almost couldn’t breathe.

“Careful.” His voice was tight. “I’m so close to ready, darlin’.” But she wanted this pleasure, even if just for a few moments. Sliding one hand between his concrete thighs she cupped the soft sac of his balls and rubbed her fingers over the pleated skin. Every muscle in Mark’s body tightened as he reached for control but he was obviously determined to let her do this.

Pulling her mouth back she licked delicately at the surface of the head, dipping the tip of her tongue into the slit.

“Enough.” His voice was a low growl.

Grabbing her arms he rolled her to her back. Now he did yank out a condom, ripping the foil with his teeth and rolling it on with a dexterity she chose to ignore.

“No more time for foreplay,” he rasped.

He thrust into her with one hard stroke, then held himself still to give her time to adjust to him. But not too much time. In seconds he was rocking into her, a gentle motion that pulled at the walls of her cunt and sizzled her nerves. He manacled her wrists with his fingers and held her hands flat on the pillow on either side of her head.

“I love you,” he said in a hoarse voice. “Jesus, but I love you, Faith.” And then he fucked her in earnest, his strokes harder and faster, his eyes watching her for signs of her rising need. She wrapped her legs around him to hold him in tighter, thrusting her hips up to him. He moved one hand to take her clit between his thumb and forefinger. When he pinched it she exploded and he was right there with her.

The spasms went on and on, turning her bones to liquid, and she spun and shattered.

His hard cock flexed inside her again and again until she didn’t know where her own body ended and his began. At some point the spasms subsided to aftershocks and then even those died away and she lay limply on the bed, his big body caged around hers.

He touched his lips to hers. “I love you, Faith. No matter what, never forget that.”

“I won’t,” she whispered, barely able to speak. “I love you, too.” They lay twined together for a long moment, hearts hammering, lungs gasping for breath. The whisper of air from the air-conditioning cooled their sweat-slicked skin. He was heavy but she wouldn’t have moved him for the world. Sex with Mark had been unbelievable the first time but this time everything was enriched by the fact that they were older, mature, and knew what sex was really all about. Every other man in her life faded into oblivion, permanently tucked away in the shadow of an overwhelming presence.

Letting out a long breath, Mark rolled to his side, taking her with him, cradling her against his body.

“You are amazing,” he told her, his voice still thick with desire. “Better than I remembered. None of my dreams come close to matching this.” She drifted her fingers through the fine hair on his chest. “You dreamed about us?” His laugh was warm and sexy. “More times than I want to admit. Every night since the prom.” One hand came up to caress her cheek. “That night together has kept me sane through a lot of tough missions. Why have I been so stupid as to waste all the time since then?”

“Because you have a job to do.” She stated the simple fact.

He rose over her, his palm cupping her cheek, his eyes like the night sky. “Faith.” He stopped, closed his eyes as if dredging up words.

A tiny stab of pain pierced her heart. “It’s all right, Mark. You don’t have to say anything.”

He shook his head. “No, you don’t understand.” He smoothed the hair away from her forehead. “I have the weekend off because my unit’s being deployed again in three days. I have no idea how long I’ll be gone, or what’s coming after that. I don’t have the kind of life that makes room in it for the kind of commitment I want to make with you.

Not right now.”

She swallowed hard, three times, before she could get any words out. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll never stop loving you. And one day it will be our turn. In the meantime, no matter what happens, I’ll always be here for you. If you ever need me, all you have to do is call.”

”I wish I could offer you more. Offer you what you deserve. There’ll never be anyone else for me after this, Tidbit. How could there? But I just re-upped last year, so I’ve got three more years to go before I can make any decisions about my future. What I do is dangerous. I could be dead tomorrow. There’s no way I can ask you to put your life on hold for me.”

She pushed herself up and stared at him. “My life won’t be on hold, Mark. My writing is doing very well. My books are selling, for some unbelievable reason. And I have goals I want to accomplish. But three years isn’t that long. I’ll wait. And that’s a promise.”

He brushed his lips against hers. “So now we just need to get past these next three years. Meanwhile,” he rolled on top of her again, “we have the whole weekend. Right?

You can stay here with me?”

She nodded. “I’ll change my reservation. Think we can figure out how to occupy our time?”

His rich, full laugh was like an aphrodisiac to her and she pulled him down to her, arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

His mouth brushed lightly against her cheek, then her eyelids, and along the line of her jaw. Teeth bit gently into the soft flesh of her earlobe. Heat shot through her, tightening her nipples and dampening her already swollen cunt. With their bodies pressed together, she rubbed herself against him like a cat, so aroused by the contact she wanted to purr.

Mark licked his way down her neck to the hollow of her throat, where her pulse beat frantically against her skin. Again he took tiny nips, soothing each spot with his tongue. Taking a moment to suck lightly at her navel, he moved his head farther until his mouth was directly over her pussy.

“I think there’s a feast waiting for me here,” he murmured, his deep voice vibrating through her body.

His big hands lifted her thighs and spread them, opening her to him. The contact of his tongue on her sensitive clit was like lightning spearing into her. His tongue was everywhere, licking the inner lips, flicking at her clit, tasting the softness of her inner thighs. One lean finger slipped easily into her moisture-filled cunt, gathering her cream.

Lust was spiraling through her, firing every nerve, surging through her muscles.

She pushed herself down on the intruding finger, silently demanding more, crying out when the finger disappeared altogether.

But in the next moment that same finger, slick with her juices, traced a downward path between the cheeks of her ass to find the hot, tight hole of her anus. Pressing against the tight flesh around it, he eased the finger inside her rectum and just like that, she climaxed, her body shaking, her thighs doing their best to squeeze together to ride the sensations.

“Like that, darlin’?” Mark’s voice was low and warm, like heavy syrup on a hot day. His mouth glistened with her cream.

“Yess,” she hissed, and tried to press down harder.

But he was all about controlling the speed and pace. His finger probed and stroked, his eyes watching her as heat surged through her.

He shifted his body, his finger pushing deeper inside her. His mouth closed over one aching nipple, pulling on it hard, his tongue swirling around it. Faith shoved her fingers through his hair, grasping his head as twin sensations assaulted her. The harder he sucked on her nipple, the more his finger stroked inside her dark channel, finding nerves she didn’t even know she had. When he’d teased one nipple to painful hardness he moved to the other one, giving it the same attention and treatment.

Faith couldn’t stop moving, arching up to him, pushing herself down on the intruding finger, her body riding an arc of pleasure.

Then, without warning, he pulled away from her, leaving her hanging out in space, empty and needy.

“What—”

“Ssh. You’ll love this.”

Gently he turned her over to her stomach, then pulled her up to her hands and knees. Grabbing the pillows, he placed them beneath her, using them to brace her. She sensed him reach to the nightstand for another condom and heard the snap of the latex as he rolled it on. Fingers spreads the lips of her cunt, one of them stroking the length of her slit. Then she felt the head of his cock pressing against her opening, pushing past the slick, swollen lips.

“Jesus,” he hissed, “you are so tight. You squeeze me like a goddamn fist. Let’s see if we can ramp this up a little for you.”

She felt his finger at her anus again, teasing around the rim. He drove hard into her pussy and as he did his finger thrust all the way into her ass. The twin sensations sent icy hot shivers skittering over the surface of her skin, and the ribbon of dark lust uncurled from deep inside her.

“Next time I’m going to fuck you here,” he growled, working his finger back and forth inside her. “You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that. Tell me you want it, too.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted. She wanted everything with him. She wanted it all.

Nothing held back.

Mark increased his strokes, the movement of his finger keeping pace with that of his cock. The faster he thrust, the harder he probed, the more lust washed through her.

She wanted to tell him to hurry. No, slow it down. No, faster, faster.

As if he’d heard her silent plea, he rolled his hips once before jackhammering into her again and again. She was almost there. Almost. Almost. Then…

Oh, god. The orgasm ripped through her like a hurricane, making every muscle in her body clench and spasm. It was too hard, too much, yet she wanted more, more, more. Rockets exploded, catching her with the force of their blast, shaking her body even more until she wasn’t sure she would survive it. Her pussy clenched over and over, pulling at his thick cock, the head of it bumping the mouth of her womb each time he pushed into her. He rode her through it, his cock driving her, his finger probing her, and as the convulsions crested his body stiffened, he cried out her name, and his semen pumped into the thin sheath in hot, frantic spurts.

Faith collapsed forward, grateful for the pillows supporting her, gasping to drag air into her lungs, her heart threatening to pound its way out of its chest. Mark cradled her with his body, bracing himself on his forearms, the beat of his heart echoing against her back. She was still impaled on both his shaft and his finger, and wondered if she could convince him to leave them there forever.

She nearly cried when he slowly withdrew, tracing the length of her spine with his mouth and nipping the cheeks of her ass.

“Shower time,” he murmured, giving her one last tiny bite.

“Uh-uh,” she protested. “I can’t move.”

“No problem. I’m a big, strong warrior. I’ll carry you.” He lifted her from the bed and carried her into the huge bathroom, reaching inside the shower to turn on the water. His mouth close to her ear, he whispered, “Maybe we can find something to do in the shower besides wash each other.”