She leaned down and whispered over his lips, “I don’t have to go slow. I know you, LJ Delisle. My body knows you.” She took all of him with one confident jerk of her hips, and he gasped at the jolt of sensation.

She relaxed, easing around his cock and holding him inside her body until they were both comfortable. Once he exhaled, she squeezed her muscles around his erection in a small, secret caress. His eyelids fluttered, and his mouth opened on an airless sound. Andra bent closer so her nipples would tickle across his chest, laying kisses on both of his high, gorgeous cheekbones. On his temple, where his pulse beat so gratifyingly fast.

She cupped his cheek in her hand. “I need you deeper. And I need you to hold me.”

He kissed her, gasping his answer into her mouth. “Yes.”

He pulled out and turned her onto her side, both of them barely fitting on the narrow couch. She trusted him with her weight as he pulled her back into his chest, pillowing her head on his arm. Her bottom fit neatly into the curve of his hips, and his hand stroked down her bare breasts and over her stomach. He flirted around the edges of where she wanted him, but then moved to clasp her thigh instead.

“Lift up a little, sweet girl.” When she did, he fit his knee between hers and lifted it up, the hair on his leg teasing her inner thigh. “Ah, God,” he growled. “You got no idea what it does to me when you let me do that.” His cock thrust out between both their legs, and he fisted it in one hand. “I want you to get me all wet.” He teased his erection over her entrance, all her muscles tight to bowing as he moved higher.

Then his slick cock touched her clit, and she clamped her teeth together.

“You’re close, aren’t you?” He put the hint of a rock into his hips, rubbing her in tiny little pushes, and she couldn’t . . . she couldn’t—

She moaned, her body curling forward as waves of sensation bolted through her. LJ’s knee kept her legs pinned open, and he thrust into her, the clasp of her orgasm clamping down on his dick. His hips snapped forward, his erection hitting that deep, secret place that burst white stars behind her eyelids.

She cried out, and LJ’s hand came over her mouth, muffling the sound.

“You moan all you want, gorgeous,” his slow drawl said in her ear. “You scream all over my hand. Tell me what I do to you.”

His hand over her mouth had scared her once before, but now it felt erotic, keeping her ragged breaths a sexy little secret just between them. She kissed his palm.