AlwaysYou (5 page)

His lips brushed over hers as he climbed on top of her,
feeling her slender fingers wrap around his cock, guiding him into place.
So
hot.
Her skin burned against him, surrounding him as he inched his way in.
Shari clutched his hips, dragging him closer, and she contracted all around
him.

He bent his head to her breasts, sucking each firm nipple
into his mouth, feeling her muscles tighten around his cock in reply.
Her
fingers dug into his hair, pulling him back up to her lips.
He went gladly,
loving the feel of her mouth.
She sucked on his tongue, sending aching waves of
pleasure shooting from his groin down his legs.

Shari’s body was slick with sweat, the sheets growing
slippery beneath them as they moved together.
She ground her pelvis against his
and he could feel that she was about to climax.
He loved how responsive she
was; his every move seemed to send her further into the moment.
She trembled
beneath him, drawing him in with such force he knew he couldn’t hold out much
longer.

The high-pitched sound that left her throat echoed through
his ears as she convulsed beneath him, locking her legs around him as she
lifted her hips off the bed.
He felt his resolve crumbling and he allowed the
sensations to overtake him.
The shaking in his legs concentrated into an
intense vibration as his balls drew up tight against his body, his rigid cock
pumping in and out of her as she continued to shudder.
For one intense moment
his entire body went stiff, then everything tumbled away.
The orgasm shot out
of him, drawing from deep within him and coursing through him in a
lightning-bright burst.
His eyes slammed shut, images of Shari flashing before
him as the intense waves of pleasure overtook him.

When he started to relax, he shifted to the side, collapsing
on the bed, one arm still around her.

Shari was breathing hard, one hand resting on her forehead.

Jon found his voice.
“Are you okay?”

She nodded, running a hand through his hair.
“I’m more than
okay.
And just so you know, you’re not only bigger, you’re also better.
Way
better.”

A smile spread across his face.
“Way?”

“Let’s just say I’ve never done that before.”

Jon propped himself on his elbow and turned toward her.
“Done what, exactly?”

She looked down, still fiddling with his hair.
“Had an
orgasm during sex.”

His mouth fell open and he felt a rush of pride.
“Just with
Phil?”

“No, never.” She bit her lip.
“And that thing you did on the
beach.”

He smiled, trailing his hand up her thigh.
“Yeah?”

“It’s been years.”

“Wait.
You mean Phil never…”

She shook her head.

“What a moron.”

Chapter Four

Shari ran her fingers through Jon’s silky hair as she
watched him sleep.
He looked content and peaceful, as if he didn’t have a care
in the world.
She wished she felt the same.
Her mind was a jumble of thoughts
and worries.
What have I done?

Sex with Jon was amazing, beyond anything she’d ever
imagined, but he was still her best friend.
And two days earlier she’d been
about to marry someone else.
Plus, as great a friend as Jon was, his track
record as a boyfriend was atrocious.
He was known to become infatuated with a
woman for a week or two and then totally lose interest.
He’d done that with
every girl he’d dated since Shari met him.
What happens when he gets tired
of me?

She crept out of bed and went into the bathroom to splash
some water on her face.
The flush was still in her cheeks, her eyes were
bright.
She looked like a new woman.
Amazing what a good fuck can do.
But she knew it was more than that.
The past forty-eight hours had stirred up
feelings Shari didn’t know she had for Jon.
He wasn’t just her buddy, she was
drawn to him.
Now more than ever.

She tiptoed back into the room.
Jon was still out cold, his
arm slung over the spot where she had been.
Her throat felt dry so she peeked
into the fridge to see if they had any water.
She was surprised to find a tray
of chocolate-dipped strawberries and several bottles of Coke along with some
water bottles.
When did he have that delivered?
Did he know we’d wind up in
bed tonight or was this just what he wanted for dessert?
She grabbed a
water and plucked a strawberry from the plate then sauntered out to the deck.

It was a beautiful night.
The moon was shining even brighter
than it had on the beach, illuminating the resort.
There was a gentle breeze
and some of the earlier humidity seemed to have left the air.
She sank into the
lounge chair and nibbled the strawberry.
The chocolate melted on her tongue,
reminding her of Jon.
His sweetness lingered all over her.
Maybe this can
work.

There was a light flashing atop her cell phone so she
flipped it over.
Two missed messages.
One from her sister.
I’ll call her
tomorrow.
The other from Phil.
I don’t even want to talk to him.

Shari tried to imagine what it would have been like to have
been at the resort with Phil.
They certainly wouldn’t have spent the day
shopping or made love on the beach.
It would probably have been a day of golf
or deep-sea fishing, neither of which Shari enjoyed, but she’d have done them
to make Phil happy.
The thought of how much of the past three years she’d
devoted to pleasing Phil suddenly made her exhausted.
She finished her water
and slipped into bed beside Jon, hoping he wouldn’t awaken thinking he’d made a
horrible mistake.
As soon as she lay down he slid his arm around her, hugging
her close.
His body wrapped around her and she felt safe.

* * * * *

The sunlight was strong and glaring.
She’d forgotten to
close the curtains when she came in from the deck.
She squinted against the
glare and turned to find the bed empty.
Panic galloped through her chest.
Oh
God.
He’s not here.
He can’t even look at me.
Before she could freak out
completely, the hotel door swung open and Jon strode into the room carrying a
cardboard box.

“Morning,” he said, an irresistible smile on his face.
His
hair was tousled in every direction.
He walked straight to the bed and bent
down to give Shari a kiss.

She held up a hand to stop him and a worried look crossed
his face.
“I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

A smile spread across his features as he leaned closer.
“I
don’t care.” His lips tasted sweet, like sun tea.
“I wasn’t sure how late you’d
sleep so I went down to grab some food in case you slept through breakfast.
I
got you a bagel and a latté.
And we should have some strawberries in the
fridge.”

“I saw those last night.
Actually I had one, they’re really
good.”

“You sleep-eating?” He chuckled as he started unpacking the
food onto the table on the deck.

Shari wandered out and stood beside him.
“No, just couldn’t
sleep.”

Concern passed over Jon’s face again and he turned to take
her in his arms.
He smoothed her hair back behind her ears, his eyes searching
hers.
“You okay?”

She nodded.
It was hard not to feel okay with his strong
arms wrapped around her.

“Good.” He kissed her again then disappeared into the room,
returning moments later with the plate of berries.
“So, what should we do
today?”

* * * * *

Waking up with Shari in his arms had been the perfect start
to Jon’s day.
He loved that she slept curled up tight against him.
He lay still
for over half an hour just watching her sleep, inhaling the delicious scent of
her hair, remembering their night together.
It amazed him how well they’d fit
together.
There was no awkwardness, no first-time blunders.
It was as if they’d
been lovers forever.

The only thing he wasn’t sure about was how she’d feel in
the light of day.
Will she be happy?
Or will she regret taking our
friendship to the next level?
The thought made his stomach tense.
He wanted
to hold her and make love to her but decided a slow start with breakfast might
be a better approach.
Anything to keep her from feeling pressured.

As soon as she accepted his kiss he relaxed.
Now they were
going to spend a day snorkeling.
There’s no way that could be stressful.
And he’d get to look at her in a bathing suit for hours.

Shari stood in front of him, her brow furrowed.
She looked
adorable with her snorkel goggles already in place.
“What are you grinning
about?”

“That’s a good look for you.”

She scowled and swatted his arm.
“You ready?”

“Always.” He grabbed his gear and followed her to the edge
of the boat.

They swam in the crystal clear water all afternoon, watching
the colorful fish scatter, holding hands as they explored.
They dined at a
small local restaurant on the way back to the hotel.
The table was candlelit
and set off to the side and Jon managed to spend most of the meal stealing
kisses and watching the flickering candlelight dance off Shari’s shimmering
skin.
He couldn’t wait to get her back to the hotel room.

The walk back to the hotel seemed insanely long.
Shari’s
hand was at his waist, gently rubbing his hip, and all he could think of was
getting her upstairs to bed.
The minute they entered the room he pulled her
against him, his lips finding her, his hands sinking into her hair.
She melted
against him.
He couldn’t remember ever wanting a woman so much.

Her skin was silky smooth from all the lotion she’d used,
and even warmer than usual from her day in the sun.
She was literally glowing.
Her hands were everywhere at once, in his hair, stroking his back, undoing his
pants.
She seemed to want him every bit as badly as he wanted her, which
pleased him immensely.

He struggled a second condom out of the box, causing the
last one to flip out onto the nightstand.

Shari smiled.
“We’re going to need to remember to buy more
of those.”

Jon felt as if his whole body was expanding.
“Good
thinking.” He rolled the condom on and knelt between her legs.

He ran his hands slowly up and down her thighs, loving the
way she shuddered at his touch.
She reached for him but he stopped her.
“Just
relax.”

He sat back and lifted her leg, massaging from her calf all
the way down to her toes.
As he stroked the sole of her foot he could hear her
sigh.
He kissed her instep and moved on to the other leg.
Her body seemed to
sink into the bed as she let herself enjoy his touch.
Her eyes were closed, her
face relaxed, trusting.

He inched his fingers up the length of her thighs, bringing
his thumbs together to graze against the center of her heat.
Her body jolted
and she let out a low moan, her hips rising toward him.
He moved one hand to
her waist to steady her then went to work with his other fingers.
She was so
wet, so enticing, he didn’t know how long he’d be able to wait before getting
inside her.

His cock twitched against his thigh, demanding to be a
participant.
Jon wrapped his hand around himself and moved closer, using the
tip of his erection to stroke her as his fingers had.
She gasped the minute he
touched her, raising her hips, but he held her still.
“Not yet.” He rubbed
himself against her, drawing out the strokes, slowly torturing both of them.
His gaze darted between her face and his cock, both sights turning him on more
than he could stand.
He wanted to make her come then he wanted to make love to
her.

Shari tried to keep her eyes open to watch as Jon massaged
her with his cock but they kept fluttering shut.
Waves of pleasure shot through
her with his every move.
Oh God.
She felt herself coming before she even
wanted to.
The throbbing between her legs wouldn’t stop, she needed him inside
her.
“Please.” Her voice sounded deeper than she’d ever heard it.
She didn’t
care, she just wanted Jon.

The gentle night breeze caused the briny sea air to mingle
with Jon’s earthy, all-male scent, making Shari crave him even more.
She ran
her hand down the ropy muscles of his forearm then drew his fingers up to her
lips, sucking one into her mouth.
She twirled her tongue against his skin,
feeling wickedly sexy when she elicited an immediate groan.

He lowered himself on top of her, his lips grazing hers.
She
gazed up to find him watching her.
The unbridled lust in his eyes made her feel
attractive, wanted in a way she never had before, heightening her need.
She
kissed him back, shaking with desire as he slipped back and forth against her
wetness, still teasing her.
She rocked her hips against him, impatient, trying
to get him into position.
He smiled, the heat in his eyes intensifying as he
kissed her again.
His tongue worked its way into her mouth as his cock found
its way inside her.
She pulled her muscles tight around him, drawing a grunt
from deep within his chest.

They moved together, slowly at first, tantalizing dips in
and out, unlike anything she’d ever experienced.
The pressure built, crushing
heat swelling from her stomach to the tops of her thighs.
She was so close.
Jon
seemed to sense it and changed his rhythm, pulling her hips tighter, swiveling
against her with each thrust.
Within moments she was on the brink, her whole
body filled to capacity.
He expanded inside her beyond what seemed possible.
The first wave of pleasure crashed upon her and she convulsed around him, her
muscles contracting so hard it knocked the breath out of her as she gasped his
name.
He shuddered, bracing himself as he gave a final thrust and pulsated
inside her.

They lay together panting.
Jon eased off her, turning to the
side to remove the condom.
He rolled it in a tissue and chucked it into the
trash can, then sprawled alongside her.
Shari stroked his hair, still breathing
too hard to attempt speaking.
He leaned closer and kissed her, his thumb
caressing her cheek.
She pressed against his hand, eyes closed, trying to
remember the last time anyone had touched her in such a tender, loving manner.
She turned her face and kissed his palm.
He smiled and pulled her against his
chest.
Her fingers played with the silky patch of hair on his belly.
“No wonder
all your girlfriends were always so upset when you dumped them.”

Jon let out a snort.
“What?”

“You’re like really good at this.
I’m guessing they were
devastated.”