N. Walters - By the Book

His clothing felt way too restrictive. Giving her nipple one final tug with his lips, he rolled off the bed. He was naked in less than ten seconds. Amanda watched him, her eyes wide and dreamy. She glanced at his erection and licked her lips. A bead of liquid seeped from the tip.

She came up on her knees and reached for him, wrapping her hand around his shaft.

Jonah closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to keep from coming as her soft, warm fingers encircled him. She pumped her fist up and down, stroking him from root to tip.

His eyes popped open when he felt her moist breath on his cock a second before her lips closed over him. He groaned as she traced her tongue around the sensitive ridge at the base of the head. She wrapped her hands around the base and squeezed him tight as her mouth glided up and down his shaft.

He tangled his hands in her hair, loosening it from the clip that held it at her nape.

Using his hold on her, he silently encouraged her to move her mouth faster. “Suck harder.”

Her cheeks hollowed as she followed his instructions. She was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen in his life. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were a moist pink.

Her green eyes glowed as she took his length into her mouth. It was better than anything he’d ever imagined. And that was saying a lot because he’d been imagining this moment from the instant he’d met her.

She dragged her tongue along his shaft, encircling the head with her tongue before taking him deep once again. Jonah moaned, his balls drawing up tight. He had to stop or he’d come here and now, and he wanted to be inside Amanda when that happened.

He pulled her away from him. There was a small pop when she released him. She smiled up at him and licked her lips.

Opening the drawer in the bedside table, he grabbed a condom, opened it and smoothed it on. He couldn’t wait any longer.

Reminding himself to be gentle, he reached for the button on her jeans.

Amanda found it hard to breathe as she lay back on the bed and watched Jonah roll the condom over his erection. Fully dressed, he was a sight to behold. Naked, he almost made her heart stop. He was all corded muscles, thick bones and sinew. His shoulders were wide, his waist lean.

And his erection made her mouth water. Like the rest of him, it was hard and thick.

She loved the taste of him—salty and spicy. She’d never given oral sex before, but she decided that she liked it. A lot. His deep moans of pleasure, the sensual tug of his fingers in her hair and his tangy flavor had all combined to heighten her arousal.

He looked at her then and heat suffused her entire body. Her panties were damp and her nipples puckered even tighter under his gaze. His green eyes were darker than usual, his lips moist from where he’d sucked on her nipples. Her core throbbed in anticipation.

They’d made love many times since he’d moved in with her. It had been passionate, intense, fun and playful. But this felt different. Now there was a commitment between them that hadn’t been there before.

Jonah reached for her jeans and undid the button and pulled down the zipper. “Lift.”

His voice was deeper than usual and thick with emotion. She lifted her butt off the bed and he pulled her jeans and panties over her hips and down her legs, not stopping until they were off. He tugged off her socks, leaving her as naked as he was.

He stretched out on the bed beside her. Propping himself up on his arm, he leaned down and kissed her. The kiss started out gentle, but didn’t stay that way for long.

His shaft pressed against her hip, hard and insistent. The folds of her sex thickened, getting wetter with each passing second. Her breasts ached, so she rolled onto her side and pressed them against his chest.

Jonah groaned and peppered her face with quick, hot kisses before working his way back to her breasts. “Such sweet breasts,” he murmured as he lapped at a distended nipple. She sifted her fingers through his hair, needing more than that light, teasing touch.

He stroked his hand over her belly and cupped her mound. His fingers traced the slick folds of her sex before dipping inside her slit to test her readiness. “You’re always so wet for me.” She could hear the pleasure in his voice.

“Always.” Grabbing his shoulders, she tried to pull him on top of her, needing to feel his hard length inside her, but he resisted.

“I don’t want to hurt you, sugar.” He rolled onto his back and lifted her on top of him. “Ride me. Take as much or as little as you need.”

Amanda slid her mound over his cock, pressing her folds against his hard shaft. She gasped when it caressed her clit. It felt so good she did it again.

Jonah groaned. His eyes were open, but his head was tilted back, the tendons in his neck corded as he struggled for control. His hands were fisted in the covers, biceps straining as he sucked in a breath.

His obvious arousal pushed hers up a notch. Unable to wait any longer, she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and guided him to her opening. Both of them moaned as she sank down, not stopping until every inch of him was inside her. She watched, spellbound, as his shaft entered her. It was incredibly erotic to see him disappearing into her tight sheath and to feel him stretching her. Her inner muscles tightened and relaxed, squeezing him, accepting him.

It didn’t seem to matter how many times they made love, she was always astounded by how deeply he filled her. It almost bordered on pain, but always stopped just short.

Each time he thrust inside her, she wanted to wrap her legs around him and keep him there forever.

“You feel so damn good.” Releasing his grip on the comforter, he reached out and palmed her breasts.

Placing her hands on his chest for support, she began to lift herself up, letting his shaft slip out of her. When only the tip remained inside, she paused before dropping back down. Her channel rippled as it expanded, welcoming him once again.

Her breasts swayed as she continued her rhythm. Jonah plucked at her nipples, teasing them with his fingers. They were intimately joined, but she wanted to be closer to him.

Lowering herself, she sighed as her stomach touched his and her breasts pillowed against his chest. “I need to feel your skin against mine.”

He banded his arms around her and rolled them so they were both on their sides, facing one another. Lifting her leg, he pulled it over his thigh and began to rock his hips against her. Amanda began to undulate her hips, matching his stroke.

He caressed her shoulders before settling his hands on her ass. She pushed his hair away from his face, loving the feel of the heavy black silk as it slid through her fingers.

Letting her hands fall to his shoulders, she savored the warmth of his skin and the strength that rippled beneath it.

She gasped when Jonah slipped one of his hands lower, letting his thumb brush the puckered entrance of her behind before moving on to touch her slick folds.

All sense of urgency was gone, yet every muscle in her body tightened in anticipation. Her toes curled and her scalp tingled. She felt every hard slide of his body as his cock slipped in and out. Their bodies were slick with perspiration. Both of them were breathing hard, their chests rising and falling rapidly.

Jonah murmured her name and she heard the longing in his voice. She leaned up and kissed him, sliding her tongue into his mouth. He tightened his hold on her and began to thrust harder—short, shallow thrusts that made her moan.

He angled her hips and his pelvic bone brushed her clit with each stroke. She buried her face in his neck, crying out his name.

Her entire body shook and shuddered. She felt the hard pulse of his cock deep inside her, but still he continued to thrust. The orgasm rolled over her in long, slow waves.

Closing her eyes, she clung to him and savored each sweet sensation.

When she finally roused herself a while later, she had no idea how much time had passed. She moaned when Jonah lowered her leg and gently slid his semi-erect cock from her. The sensitive muscles protested and contracted, trying to keep him inside.

“I’ll be back.” Jonah rolled from the bed. She heard his footsteps as he padded to the bathroom. She must have dozed, because it seemed as though he’d just left when he was crawling back in bed beside her.

She snuggled her head against his chest and sighed with satisfaction when he pulled her thigh over his. The steady beat of his heart lulled her. Smiling, she laid her hand over his chest and fell asleep.

Amanda rolled over in bed and frowned when she discovered nothing but cool sheets. Forcing her eyes open, she blinked. Sunshine filled the room, illuminating what she’d already suspected. Jonah was gone.

She glanced at the clock radio and gasped when she saw the time. It was just after ten. She never slept this late. Levering herself into a seated position, she groaned when her stiff muscles complained. No doubt about it, she was certainly feeling the effects of yesterday’s attack.

Where was Jonah?

She wasn’t too concerned. Wherever he was, he’d come back to her. Of that she had no doubt. Warmth spread from her heart, radiating throughout her entire body. She still couldn’t believe what had happened, how much her life had changed. Amanda had never believed in happily ever after. Her life hadn’t had much love in it. But that had all changed. Now she not only had wonderful friends and a new home, but she had someone special in her life.

Pushing her hair out of her face, she padded to the bathroom. One look in the mirror had her groaning. Her face was pale and her hair was sticking out at all angles. Her cheek and neck were slightly bruised around the white bandages that covered the shallow knife wounds. She also felt sweaty and slightly sticky from last night’s passionate lovemaking.

Not exactly an inspiring sight.

She headed straight for the shower. Turning the water on, she stepped beneath the spray and sighed. The heat from the water and a quick lather from head to toe made her feel much better. She didn’t linger, but rinsed and twisted off the taps before stepping out onto the bathmat.

Drying off, she wrapped the towel around her. She decided it was too much trouble to blow-dry her hair. Instead, she combed it and pulled it back with a scrunchie. The bandage had fallen off her cheek and the one on her neck was almost off. She finished the job, peeling it off and dropping it into the garbage can. Both cuts looked good, but she didn’t want to take any chances. Opening the medicine cabinet, she pulled out a tube of antibacterial cream and slathered some of it over each cut.

Satisfied, she went back to her bedroom. It didn’t take her long to pull on clean underwear and socks. Opting for comfort, as she almost always did, she dressed in jeans and a soft lavender sweater. She didn’t bother with shoes or slippers, but padded down the hall in her stockinged feet.

Her stomach growled, reminding her that she never did have any supper last night.

She hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday lunchtime. The smell of coffee hit her nostrils when she reached the bottom of the stairs and she almost moaned with pleasure. She desperately needed a cup of coffee. In spite of the shower, she still felt like she was in a bit of a fog.

She paused just outside the kitchen door and watched Jonah as he puttered around her kitchen. The coffee pot was indeed full of freshly brewed coffee. Something smelled wonderful. Bacon for sure, and maybe eggs.

Jonah stood at the counter, pouring two glasses of orange juice. He was wearing jeans, but nothing else. Amanda sighed and watched his back muscles ripple as he set the jug on the counter and picked up one of the glasses. Turning, he smiled at her. “Hey, sleepyhead.”

She smiled and went to him. “You knew I was there all along?”

He handed her the glass of juice. “I heard you coming and I could smell your soap.”

“I guess I can forget trying to sneak up on you.” Lifting the glass to her lips, she savored the cool sweet juice as it flowed down her throat. “That tastes great.”

“I’ve got bacon and eggs in the oven.” He reached out and pushed down the lever on the toaster. “I heard the shower go on and knew you wouldn’t be long.” He took the glass from her hand and set it down on the counter. Pulling her into his arms, he leaned down and kissed her.