She wanted to continue the sexy banter with him, but the lump in her throat prevented her from speaking. Electricity buzzed between them, she felt it between her thighs, in her belly, and in her breasts. The gentle friction of his bare chest excited her nipples in a way she hadn’t expected. He filled her with every satisfying thrust of his hips, driving into her with a groan that seemed to kill him. Victoria arched her back away from the bed to meet him, to match his pace, to take more of him. She needed to feel all of him. As her hands fluttered over every muscle of his taut body, she wrapped her legs around his narrow hips.

“Oh God.” John abruptly halted his strokes, pulled out of her, and untangled himself from her legs.

When she felt the sudden shift, Victoria opened her eyes with a start. “What?”

“I’m about to lose it, darling,” he said through labored breathing. His chest heaved with exertion. “You’re so perfect, but I can’t come yet.”

She was confused when he heaved her from the mattress and sat before her. Her eyes were on his cock, sitting straight up. “What?”

“Sit on it and ride me, baby,” he said, placing his long legs on either side of her.

Victoria didn’t need to be told twice. Climbing on his lap for the second time that evening, she lowered herself on to him, slowly sheathing his length. He let out a long shuddered breath and closed his eyes as her walls clung to him. Now sitting and facing him, Victoria controlled the pace, raising and lowering herself against him. John held her back with one hand and grabbed her breast with the other. Victoria hung off his broad shoulders and bounced like her life depended on it, all the while keeping her eyes on his. His green eyes darkened as they locked gazes, staring hard into hers. She loved seeing the redness in his face as he breathed through every stroke. She watched the way his nostrils flared and his brows furrowed in concentration. She was doing this to him. Knowing that she was in control of this moment was enough to send a rapturous wave of bliss to crash against her shores. Her forehead pressed against his as her muscles spasm and jerked. She pulled John’s bare chest to her breasts and cried out in pleasure. His large hands left her breasts and pushed her ass downward to take every last inch of him.

“Oh baby,” he whispered in her ear. Sweat covered their bodies as he laid her back against the softness of his mattress. Victoria’s body went limp with the force of her orgasm, but she didn’t want him to leave her body. Still inside her, John leaned over her and slowly rocked against her body. “There’s nothing more beautiful than this.”