Johnny Blue (7 page)

I wrapped him in my limbs and stroked my fingers through his silky hair
.
He heaved in the aftermath and I loved the sound of it and the weight of his body on mine
.

The notion that
I
barely knew this man, crept in. So why did I feel so at home b
e
neath him? Why did my soul grip him so tightly, never wanting to let him go? This was not healthy.
Couldn’t be.
But…dammit, why did it feel so good and right?
So perfect.

I didn’t see it coming, really, the emotion sort of rushed up like a tidal wave and
crashed
into that carefully tended wall around my heart. Broke it to pieces and left me sobbing in its wake l
ike a big baby
.

Johnny didn’t say a word, he only
held me tight
. He
somehow
kn
e
w and
unde
r
st
ood
.

It never dawned on me the position I’d put myself in
.
I mean, I’d given the man my body and every damn thing else that went with it. The power of my life and death was now in his hands
.
And without a doubt he could kill me—with only a
few
word
s
.

Hadn’t that been my soul’s deepest wish all along?

But that was when I had no reason to live.

Chapter
Five

You ever worry about crying that first tear and not knowing where it’ll end?  That was me, face-down on the pillow, trying to stop the flood. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” It was all I could manage as Johnny stroked my back and whispered sweet coos in my ear.

“
It’s
okay, your beautiful,
shhhhh
,
shhhh
, you’re okay, I’m here, I got you.”

Seemed like the more he comforted me, the louder I cried.

I think he did it
cause
he was desperate to help, and out of ideas—he slid a hand over my bottom and slipped a finger right into m
y still wet center
. All my crying ended with a gasp, and my body—apparently starved to death for such a thing—reached i
n
stinctively for that delicious comfort, butt lifting in response.

Johnny
gave
a
painful sounding groan
that lit a fire in my belly. He pushed my legs open with his own and dr
ove his finger in,
deep
, like he’d push through me.
I
c
r
ied
out,
officially
overwhelmed
and distracted, ready to faint when he did that fl
ick
ing thing with
his finger inside.

I laid there, face pressed into the mattress, Johnny’s
mouth
next to mine,
our moans and gasps mingling as he
began driving his finger in little short thrusts, always like he wanted to push through each time. He added to my ecstasy letting his free finger slide over my clit
.
I lifted
, making it easier
,
never needing or
wanting
something
more.

“God you’re beautiful,” he half groaned,
jabbing his finger deep and fast.

“Yes, yes!” I
held
tight to the
sheets
. God he was so good at this
.

Johnny slowly slid his finger out of me, drawing a whimper then a gasp when he passed his wet finger
between my ass cheeks and
over my
tight
butt
.
I was ready to beg him not to quit when he
moved on top of me, his hard chest against my back, his legs
push
ing
m
ine
wider.
“Yes, do it.”
I
gripped the sheets and lifted my butt,
desperate for what
w
as coming.
His hard cock pressed
at my entrance
then
slid over me softly, from the bottom of my slit, up to my clit, rubbing wonderful circles before sliding back lower.

He kissed my cheek,
then
moved his lips to my ear. “Your ass feels so good when you push that way.”
He
pressed the head of his cock into me
and I gasped, lifting hig
h
er, trying to draw him in
.
He growled and drew out, sliding it to my clit for more of those fire building circles.

I was soon groaning with need. “Please, do it, do it, give it to me.”

The agony in his groan came with his thrust into me,
followed by his sharp e
x
hale in my ear. Remaining buried, he covered my hands with his. “Hold me.” I opened my fingers and he laced his in mine and squeezed. He placed soft kisses on the shell of my ear, pulling slowly out and driving back in.

My desperate gasp matched
his own
. He
latched
his mouth
onto my shoulder and sucked
, the sounds of intense hunger rumbling through his chest against my back. He
drew out slowly
again
.
Good lord, fuck me Johnny
.
Hi
s hot muscular chest
pressed into my b
ack
and he tightened his
fingers
in mine as he thrust back in.

His mouth was at my ear again, hot breaths ragged. “I’m going to fuck you till you scream my name now.”

My God.

A
nd
did
he
ever
.
H
is thrusts began to slowly increase in speed and intensity, driving my moans louder
with each.

He suddenly released my hands and lifted up.
I drew in a sharp breath when his
fingers
clamped down on my hips
and lifted me bottom off the bed
.
Then screamed when he pulled me hard onto his erection, his body h
itting against mine, filling me
.
Gripping my hips tight, he moved me
on and off of him
,
his
strong fingers d
igging with every jerk
. I screamed
. Yes, yes, yes.

“Fuck, Jewel,” he growled and began moving me faster on him. “Fuck yes, yes.”

My
cries
increased
with his
force and speed
as I mindlessly fulfilled his prophecy from a minute before. “Johnny! Johnny! Oh my God yes, yes!
Johnny!
”
I clenched
the sheets and h
eld
on while he overwhelmed me with
his
rigorous
passion
. I’d never felt an
ything like it.
And I never loved anything more
.

His hardness disappeared and he roared. I looked back, feeling his hot seed spurting on my butt and lower back. I quickly turned and grabbed hold of him, licking and sucking the remains, watching his beautiful jaw harden with the pleasure. God he was glorious. His chest heaved as I stroked his balls
, still so
tight. I rubbed my other hand over silk-rock abs,
amazed that I could still be
hungry for
him
.

He finally lowered his head and locked blue eyes on me. They were so intense
,
it
  made
me whimper. “Lay down.” The command was half growl
,
half gasp.

My clit throbbed at the sound, at what it promised. I never took my eyes from his as I obeyed.

“Hold your legs wide open for me
.
I’m going to
lick
and
suck
you till you come.”

There was no stopping my desperate moan. The way he said the words
lick
and
suck you—
like a deed that was long
overdue me.
My
L
ord.
I swallowed and lay back, trembling with need and half knowing. I drew my knees up and opened as wide as I could for him.

His brows drew together as he drank in the view and his mouth opened and r
e
mained that way as he stared, his sexy pink tongue sliding eagerly over his lower lip. For a second, he got that same look from earlier and I half worried he’d tell me not to move and go fetch his brushes and easel.

“You are
so beautiful.”
His head shook with the amazed words and my clit ached just under this gaze. He finally let his eyes slowly rake up
my body
, his chest heaving more when they paused at my tight breasts, nipples hard and tall. By the time he made it to my eyes, I was m
ewling
with need and anticipation.

Without breaking eye contact, his finger met my slit and slid over it. I strained to keep my eyes open, watching him, holding that immaculate gaze. He searched my eyes, while wiggling his finger into me. My mouth opened in short gasps, squeezing him tight. “You like it Jewel?”

I narrowed my brows a
t
his silky whisper, straining for his touch and nodding my answer
.

“Tell me,” he whispered. “Tell me what you want, how you want it.”

Heaven help me,
like one of those love slaves in those romance novels I’d read so very long ago. What I wanted? How?
“Deeper Johnny.”

He knew this.
“
Mmmm
, yes.
You like it deep.” He plunged in and I gasped.

“What else do you like?  You like this?”

I cried out when he flicked that spot deep inside me so fast
.
“Yes,
God
yes.” I pum
ped my hips and arched my back
.

“I know you do.
”
H
is voice filled with awe and excitement, and I think even joy. “And you like this.”

He rammed his finger in
and out,
fast and deep, hand smacking against my butt with every mind-blowing thrust.
“Oh God, yes!
Yes
!.
”
I squirmed and writhed.
“
Yes, that—do
that, please!”

The sound of his finger
moving in and out of
my slick heat brought my orgasm on a silver platter. He suddenly
withdrew
his finger
and I yelped in shock.

“I told you I was going to lick you and suck you till you came.” Again he said the words in such a provocative way.

I waited helpless as he positioned between my legs. With eager fingers, he gripped the juncture at my upper thighs and opened me more. I felt his hot breath on me first then he tenderly and carefully nestled his lips in mine. I clenched the sheets and wiggled my hips in a long moan of utter amazement and satisfaction. Felt so naughty and divine all at once
.

His lips and tongue meshed against
me
, moving like he was searching for som
e
thing just beneath the skin. I tried to help him, he was right on it. I pushed and pumped my hips. “Yes, do it, lick me.” I moaned the plead, moving up on my elbows to watch him, wanting to burn it into my brain, wanting to never forget what his face looked like buried between my legs. He slowly sliced those razor blue eyes up to mine and it stole
my breath. He stared right at me while he made out with my privates. I pumped against his mouth in rapid spurts, feeling like the pleasurable shock would forever be on my face.

Without breaking eye contact, he moaned back in answer, digging his fingers i
n
to the muscle at my upper thighs, then
moving his mouth rapidly o
n me. He pressed his lips enough to form a light suction right on my clit before strobe flicking it with his tongue.
The intensity stilled me before bringing an e
rupt
ion of
squirm
s,
moans
,
and shudders
.

I had to wonder if he could read my mind when he eagerly slipped one of his long fingers inside me. His other hand snaked slowly up over my stomach until it softly clamped on my breast. He kneaded
w
ith the same tenderness he’d first administered with his mouth
.
Then he lightly brushed his palm over the very tip of my nipple, shoo
t
ing fire straight to my clit. I cried out and arched, flicking my hips on his mouth with eager, incessant grunts while he ate me like pudding.