against her neck and jaw line, and then turned her around so he could take her mouth. He kissed her long and hard, and sucked on her tongue as it thrust against his, all the while pushing his hips against her, his hands shaping and caressing her full breasts. He pinched her nipples, turning her wild.
Marissa’s hands worked frantically to undo his belt buckle and zipper, with only one all-consuming thought on her crazed mind. She wanted him to fuck her. An overwhelming need controlled her actions and drove her impatient. Finally she worked it free, unsnapped his jeans, and lowered the zipper carefully over his raging cock. Without hesitation or protest she reached inside for his flesh.
His thick cock was hot and as hard as steel. Marissa ran her hand over the length to the base. She caressed his heavy balls, relishing in the shudder that racked Beau’s body. God, she wanted him inside her! She tugged on him and arched her hips so that she could rub his flesh against her clit. She was so close to coming.
Beau jerked to a halt. Their gazes met. His expression was raw, revealing the lust gripping him. Marissa couldn’t imagine hers looked any different. She gave his cock a squeeze and continued to rub the head between her pussy lips. Nothing seemed to matter at that moment, not where they were, not that they were strangers. They were caught up in the moment, driven by a need that seemed to come out of nowhere, so strong that it wouldn’t be denied. It was bigger than either of them.
His mouth swooped down on hers and Marissa opened hers to his probing tongue. She welcomed his rough possession. Everything he did fueled her desire to higher levels, until she was trembling and burning up with it. When he ended the kiss, his mouth traveled down her throat and chest to her breasts. He cupped the heavy flesh and brought it to his lips.
She threw her head back against the wall as he sucked and nibbled at her nipples. Marissa’s aching clit clenched with reaction. Damn, he’s going to make me come just by sucking my nipples.
He tore his mouth away from her breasts. “There’s a condom in my wallet.” He sucked at a tender spot beneath Marissa’s ear. “Inside my right back pocket.” His hips moved back and forth, forcing his cock against her sensitive clit. “You better make it quick.”
Marissa reached around him and dug into his pocket for his wallet. She slid it out, opened it, and felt blindly for the familiar foiled packet. The wallet fell to the floor. Beau took the packet from her fingers and tore it open with his teeth. Marissa took it back from him and rolled it onto his shaft, and then he took her by the hips.
“Hold on.”
She caught her breath when he lifted her. Their gazes met and held as he slowly lowered her onto his cock. She cried out softly as he tunneled into her, stretching her, and settling deep inside her body. Their lips met as Beau began to pound into her, slow at first, then picking up speed and pushing them both over the threshold. To keep from screaming when she climaxed Marissa sank her teeth into his shoulder. He grunted at the pain but it seemed to drive him over the edge.
Almost simultaneously, Beau clutched Marissa to him. He slammed into her one last time, grunting with his release. The force of their combined orgasms rendered them helpless. All they could do was twitch and jerk against each other, letting the powerful moment run its course. Gradually the convulsions of her body slowed and with it, the sensual fog lifted enough for her to realize the magnitude of what she’d just done.
Chapter 3
Beau leaned heavily into Marissa, totally drained. As he labored to catch his breath and calm his body down, he took