“You like this one, cariño?” he asked, centering himself on Jo’s pleasure. That was what mattered right now. She nodded wildly. “I can tell.”
“Felix, I’m—” Her words cut off as she started to shake.
“Already, my Jo? Fuck, that was fast. Look at you, coming so sweetly in my arms.”
All Jo’s cutest features twisted with pleasure. Her lips, stained dark red even after their meal and their kisses, were wide open and round. Felix kissed the upturned corner where they met as Jo convulsed against him, her legs twitching.
Finally, her body began to relax. “Lower,” she said desperately, and he shifted the vibrator lower. “No, turn it down.”
Felix murmured an apology and clicked back to the lowest setting. Jo’s shallow breaths eased.
“It’s too much,” she explained. “Right after. I need a minute.”
“Take all the time you need.” He kissed her temple, her cheek, her hair. He couldn’t seem to stop kissing her. “You’re impossible. I can’t believe you came so quickly.”
She grinned with those sinfully red lips. “I can’t believe you’re still clothed.”
“I can fix that. Take over.”
Jo took the vibrator from him. He rolled off the bed and got naked as quickly as possible. He retrieved the condom he’d stashed in his wallet that morning and tossed it onto a pillow. They watched each other the entire time, Jo breathing heavily as she rubbed the vibrator against her clit. A tiny (minuscule, really) part of Felix wanted to stand there and watch her make herself come over and over. Every other part of him, from head to toe, inside and out, wanted to be the one to do it instead.
As he lay back down beside her, Jo rolled onto her side away from him. Arching her spine, she pushed her ass back.
Felix laughed. “You read my mind, cariño.”
“It’s very easy to read sometimes. Particularly where my ass is concerned.”
He dragged his fingers along her hip, watching the way her flesh yielded to his touch. “Not my fault you have a perfect ass.”
“You’re one to talk,” she said. “Yours is pretty fucking spectacular too, you know.”
“I know. Now come here.” Felix spooned her, tucking his biceps under her head and nestling his shaft along the slit between her cheeks. He rolled his hips to feel the caress of her body and groaned into her hair. Jo chuckled and wiggled her hips, eliciting one more groan from him. He wrapped his arm around her waist and took back the vibrator. “Tell me when you’re ready for more.”
21
“I’m ready now,” Jo breathed, resting her hand on Felix’s forearm. He turned her vibrator up to the higher setting that never failed to hurtle her toward the peak of pleasure. Jo’s breath flew from her lungs, and she squirmed against the secure circle of his arms.
“I know you like this one, cariño,” Felix murmured. “I’ll come back to it if you ask, but I want to see what the rest do to you.”
“Yes,” she gasped. “Let me show you.”
Texting Felix about her vibrator was by far Jo’s best idea ever. It had been the first thing that came to mind when he’d asked her that sexy question. Since he seemed to like it when she followed her creative whims, she’d decided not to overthink it. And now, it was perfect. She’d never felt so naked in front of a man before, showing him something she’d only ever reserved for herself. The intimacy of it, the trust she gave him to see her so vulnerable…
“Moan for me, my Jo. Let me hear the sounds you make when you’re alone.”
Oh, God. There was nothing in the world like this feeling. Jo was sure of it. She gave herself over to it completely.
Felix went through every setting on her vibrator with painstaking precision. As if he were memorizing what each one did to her. Which ones made her muscles twitch, which made her cry out, which made her bite her lip and dig her nails into his forearm, which made her thrust her hips for more.
And, most importantly, which ones made her come.
There were a few settings that were usually good for that, and Felix found them all. With their bodies connected like this, he couldn’t help but be completely in tune with the minute changes that signaled her next orgasm was close. Every time, Felix gave her little nudges of sensation until she tipped her over the edge—pinching her nipple or nipping her shoulder, running his foot up her calf or tickling her ear with whispers that carried beautiful, filthy words. He made damn sure that, when it really came down to it, he was the one who made Jo come, and she adored him for it.
“God, Jo, I could watch you come all night,” Felix said after a while. “Do you want to keep going?”
“You’re overdue for your turn, gorgeous.”
How long had it been since they’d started? She had no fucking idea. Long enough that his erection must be getting uncomfortable, but he shook his head against her hair. Jo’s heart melted. He was too much sometimes. Far more than she deserved.
“You’re giving me everything I need.” As if to emphasize his point, he rocked back and forth along her ass crack, moaning as his tip brushed bare against her pussy.
But, oh, she wanted to give him so much more.
“I need a break anyway,” she said honestly. She wrapped her hand around his and guided his thumb to the off button. Her body sagged against him, her pussy tingling as they eased the vibrator out together.
Felix nuzzled her cheek. “Mi hermoso cariño.”
She turned her head to look into his eyes. “I love it when you say such wonderful things to me.”
“You deserve them all.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that,” she said with a modest smile.
“I do.”
Suddenly, there was a fierceness in his eyes that Jo had seen only once before. The night of the tornado, when he’d stayed at the library to wait for her.
