She laughed, still keeping her lazy pace with her hand, enjoying the hardness against her palm, the supple give of the firm flesh.
"Yes, I have condoms. Extra large. Just for you."
"You bought them for me, eh?"
"Or maybe I just like my lovers big," she teased.
He shuddered against her hand, and he closed his eyes as strain marred his forehead. "Damn, but you make me crazy. Slow down, honey. Even your hand has me about to explode."
She smiled, let him go and leaned forward to kiss him. He responded eagerly, drinking of her lips as she gently explored his. "I love your goatee too," she said against his mouth. "So damn sexy. Everything about you is sexy."
He stared up at her for a long moment. "I love that you're so honest and open. You say what pops into your head and don't give a damn. It's incredibly arousing."
"Hold that thought," she said as she swung her leg over him to get up. She strode nude to the dresser, knowing his gaze followed her every movement. She put a little extra wiggle in her ass and threw him a teasing look over her shoulder.
He positively smoldered. His eyes could start a blaze. They already had. Her entire body bloomed with heat.
She picked up a few condoms and walked back to the bed.
"Optimistic, aren't you?"
She looked down at the three packets in her hand. "I like to be prepared."
"I just hope I can get it up for you twice," he said with a grin. "You might kill me the first time."
She straddled him again, dropping the packets to the side. The devil in her was prepared to give him a show he wouldn't forget.
Dipping her finger into her mouth, she sucked and slowly pulled it away, then lowered it to her pussy, sliding it between her folds. Her other hand cupped her breast, plumping it, her fingers going to her nipple as she tweaked and rolled it.
Nathan lay completely still, watching her with avid fascination. He was drawn tight as a rubber band at full stretch, and his breaths came quick and ragged.
She closed her eyes, pushing her finger down and into her entrance, feeling the warm, damp tissues close around the tip.
Never had she been watched by such an attentive male. Her arousal was sharp, quick to rise. Already her orgasm swelled, lurking just beyond the edge, waiting for that push.
"That's it, honey, slow it down for just a minute. Take your time. God, you're so beautiful to watch. Do you have any idea how jealous I am of your fingers right now?"
She stroked over her clit again and rolled her nipple between her fingers, pulling it until it was a taut, stiff peak. Cupping the breast, she leaned down, guiding it to Nathan's hungry mouth.
"Suck it," she said huskily. "I want your mouth on me."
His tongue swept out, licking it. Then he nibbled around the point, his goatee scratching at the hypersensitive nub.
"You're just as much of a tease," she complained.
He chuckled and sucked the nipple between his teeth, laving it with his tongue the entire time.
"Uncuffme."
She shook her head. "Nuh-uh. I like you this way. Under me. You take direction so well."
"I can be a good boy when the motivation is right," he murmured.
She pulled away and her nipple left the suction of his mouth with a light pop.
"Make yourself come for me. I want to watch while you sit astride me and come."
She let out a whispery sigh as she tucked her fingers more firmly around her clit. She pressed with one finger, finding just the right spot, and then she gently rotated, gradually increasing the pressure until she was wound tighter than a spring.
"Oh God," she moaned.
"That's it, honey," he encouraged. "Mmmm, just like that. Damn it, I want to touch you."
She smiled dreamily as she mimicked riding motions, undulating her hips over his waist.
"Beautiful," he murmured.
The wave surged, rolling, then faster. Higher it rose until she was bucking wildly over him, her head throw back in abandon. Her fingers moved faster, and finally, the wave broke, scattering her to the wind.
She tensed, her face creased in near pain as she held still, only her fingers fluttering lightly as she coaxed herself down from the intensity of her release. Then she sagged forward, laying her head on his chest as she sucked in mouthfuls of air.
His heart pounded against her ear, and he was breathing nearly as hard as she was.
"Get the condom on," he said through gritted teeth. "Please, Julie, I'm not going to last whether I'm inside you or out."
She dragged herself upward, her body still sparking from her orgasm. She snagged one of the condoms and ripped it open with trembling fingers. Then she hiked one leg so she could move back.
His cock was full and straining, the head dark as the skin stretched tight. He was ready all right.
Carefully she rolled the condom down his length, avoiding too much pressure. Already a thin trickle of semen had moistened the crown. He was so close to bursting.
"You ready for me to mount up?" she asked softly.
His green eyes flashed dangerously, sending a shiver straight down her spine.
"Take me. Ride me hard, Julie. Don't let up."
She grasped his cock and raised her leg so she could position him appropriately. The blunt head nudged against her swollen pussy, and they both uttered sounds of agony.
Then he slipped inside, filling and stretching her. She paused for a moment with him only halfway inside, relishing the feel of this solid male tucked into her so intimately.
"Finish it," he said in a hiss.
"Beg," she taunted.
"Honey, if I could, I'd be on my knees. Fuck me. Make me yours."
She lowered herself onto him, taking him deep. His possession took them both by surprise. Her instant reaction was to place her hands on his belly to ease some of the pressure. Her gasp of shock mingled with his moan of sheer ecstasy.
"Jesus, you're big," she gritted out.
"Not too big. Not for you, sweetheart. Take me. Show me how well we fit."
"You're going to kill me," she groaned.
"And you said you were going to kill me."
Cautiously, she rose, allowing him to ease out of her a few inches. When she was sure she could take him, she followed back down, taking all of him this time.
"Ah hell, honey, move. Please. Ride me."
Bracing herself on his hard abdomen, she began a sensuous ride that, though designed to make him crazy, already had her climbing toward another orgasm.
"Harder," he urged.
With a cry she let loose and began to buck up and down, the slap of her ass meeting his thighs filling the room, mingling with their sighs and groans.
He pulled futilely against the cuffs, his hands flexing as though he wanted nothing more than to grab her ass and ride her as hard as she rode him.
"Oh God, Nathan, I'm going to come again," she panted.
His smile of satisfaction was brief and then he threw his head back, arching his hips into her thrusts.
"Me too, honey. Me too. Ah shit."
Her movements became frenzied as she rode him hard and fast, grinding her ass against his thighs. She lifted until she was nearly free of him and slammed back down, sending shockwaves over them both.
His agonized groan split the air just as her own world shattered into a million colorful pieces. She slowed when he flinched below her, taking a more tender pace as she milked the last of his release.
As she'd done before, she rested her head on his chest, listening to the frantic pace of his heart.
"That had to be what they had in mind when they thought up the word earth-shattering," Nathan said in a husky, passion-laced voice.
"Mmmm."
He chuckled. "So who killed who, wench?"
"Mmmm."
She lay there a few more moments but stirred when she remembered the condom. With a regretful sigh she eased off him then reached to tug the latex free. After making a trip to the trash can, she padded back to the bed ready to curl up on top of him again, but he gave her a pained look.