Drake Sisters 07 - Hidden Currents

him.
    He could feel the cool air on his jerking cock, enflam ing him further. He wanted to feel the clasp of her sheath, tight and velvet soft, clamping around him. She moaned softly as he slid his hands over her bottom, his large palms rubbing and massaging as he lifted her over his aching shaft. He guided her with her body over his and pushed his hips up as he brought her down over him. The feeling of her body opening like a flower, unfurling petals to take him in robbed him of breath and sent flames roaring through his veins.
    El e shivered as she settled her body over his, her eyes half-closed, savoring the feeling of ful ness as he stretched her almost to burning. He didn’t move for a moment, al owing her to get used to his size before drawing her down farther, pushing through tight muscles and lodging so deep she thought he was nearly to her throat.
    â€œLook at me, El e,†Jackson instructed. “This—us together—I feel like I’m home at last. This is where I belong. Inside you. Look at me.
    Keep looking at me.â€
    The silken slide of her hair tumbled around her face as her gaze locked with his and she began to ride him at the urging of his strong hands on her hips.
    He moved with her, thrusting deep, fast and then slow, watching her face flush with desire, watching the heat in her eyes, the way her breathing changed to little frantic pants as her body coiled tighter and tighter around his.
    Jackson cupped her breasts, thumbs teasing her nipples. Watching her eyes, he grasped her nipples and pinched, tugging her down and over him, seeing the heat flare in her gaze, her mouth open to give one of her sexy, mind-blowing moans as she bathed his cock in liquid fire.
    He kept her body over his, taking complete control, reveling in her surrender as he took over the rhythm, impaling her hard and fast, driving her up the peak, seeking his own release in the pounding thrusts of his hips. His fingers dug deep into her soft flesh, holding her stil , al the while keeping her gaze locked on his. He wanted to feel her surrender, to see the pleasure in her eyes. Then her breath caught in her throat. She whimpered as the first wave of fire tore up through her core and settled in her bel y to spread like a firebal .
    Her emerald gaze never left him. He watched the flush rise up her body to consume her. He watched her surrender to the hot rapture—to him. He watched her give herself over to him, body and soul completely. The beauty of her gift only added to his own release, and he let go of every thought, everything and simply gave himself to her.
    The music of her soft moans surrounded him, taking him to another place where there was only her body clamping around his like a hot velvet vise, the liquid notes of pleasure that vibrated between them, as his body erupted with glorious, bone-melting release. Never once did she look away from him, drinking in his expression as they both floated together.
    It was a long while before he stirred to push her tumbling hair from her face and slide his hand over the nape of her neck. “You’re where you belong, El e.â€
    She nodded. “I feel like I’m home, Jackson. At last. I’m here.†Tears shimmered in her eyes.
    He pul ed her close to flick them away with his tongue. “I hope you’re not too sleepy, baby, because I’m going to want to make love to you al night.â€
    For an answer, she brought her mouth down on his and let her body melt around him.

    15
    JACKSON groaned and turned his head to look out the window at the dawn creeping across the sky. He was sprawled on his back on the thick carpet in front of the fireplace in his music room. Most of the candles had burned low and a few were out altogether. The scent of lavender and sex lay heavy in the air and he breathed it in. El e and Jackson. It was a heady fragrance and his body stirred in spite of the fact that he’d made love to her al night.
    El e lay draped over his body, her breasts across his thighs, her lips against his cock, her hands cupping his bal s. Every breath she drew, every time she exhaled, he felt it against his softened shaft. His cock jerked and pulsed in time to her breathing, but Jackson lay limp and drained, basking in the aftermath of the best sex he’d ever had. If he’d had anything at al left in him, he would have been al over her, but he couldn’t move. He could only lie there feeling