Bliss by Opal Carew Page B

whimpering in pleasure as he began to thrust into her. Slow and steady, his long hard cock filling her each time. Her muscles clamped around him and intense pleasure washed through her. He slid back, then thrust forward again.

    “Oh, God, I’m . . .”

    He thrust deep.

    “Yes!” Blissful sensations shimmered along her nerve endings and she gasped, then wailed as a blinding white light exploded within her. He kept thrusting and she cried out at the mind-shattering joy rippling through her.

    It went on and on . . . as if she were lingering in heaven.

    Slowly, she settled back to earth, still in his divine embrace.

    She grinned at him. A silly, super-satisfied grin she couldn’t seem to wipe from her face.

    “That was . . . indescribable.”

    He chuckled and kissed her. “You think it’s over?”

    He stroked her clit and her eyes widened. His cock, still stretching her with its breadth and length, moved within her.

    “Oh, God, I can’t still . . .”

    He drew back and thrust as he stroked her clit. She sucked in air as an orgasm welled in her again, explosive and earth-shattering. She clung to him as she rode the wave of interminable pleasure, his cock and finger stroking her to ever-growing heights.

    She moaned, then sucked in air as the pleasure went on and on.

    But his cock remained full and hard. She tightened her arms around his shoulders, wanting to share this with him more than she already was.

    “Come . . . with me . . .” she implored.

    He kissed her and smiled, then nodded. He groaned and, when she felt him release inside her, her orgasm rocked into a higher gear. She clung to him as they climaxed together.

    J.M. kissed Kara’s cheek, loving the feel of her in his arms, the contours of her soft body snuggled tightly against his. They had dozed off together after their lovemaking.

    “Would you like to go out somewhere for dinner or have room service here?” He nuzzled her neck. “I prefer the latter, so we can stay just like this. Naked and in bed together.”

    “Um . . . I should really get going.”

    She pushed back the covers, but he took her in his arms and drew her against his body. His lips captured hers in a persuasive kiss.

    “Don’t go yet.” He smiled and kissed her neck again, loving the soft sigh that escaped her lips. “You have to eat sometime.”

    “I can . . . uh . . . grab something at the snack bar.”

    “Do you want to get away from me so badly?”

    She gazed up at him. “No, of course not.”

    But he could see it in her eyes. She wanted to flee. Clearly, she had feelings for him, but she seemed determined to deny them. If he didn’t do something about it, she’d probably avoid him for the rest of the conference.

    He couldn’t let that happen.

    He stroked her long dark hair back from her face and tucked the strands behind her ear. Her skin, so soft under his fingertips, made him want to glide his hands along her shoulders, then over her satiny breasts. Even now, her nipples hardened to beads and pressed into his chest in a most enticing way.

    “Kara, this is the second time we’ve wound up in bed together in three days. Don’t you think we should talk about it?”

    “Talk?” Her brow furrowed and she shifted under him. “I don’t think that right now . . .”

    His cock slipped between her thighs, gliding over her slick opening, and she sighed. His cock swelled harder, wanting to slide into her. The panic in her eyes turned to glazed desire. She wanted him again as much as he wanted her.

    Oh, God, he could barely contain himself. Her soft body beneath him. Tempting him. She drew in a deep breath, pressing her hard nipples into his chest. He pivoted his hips forward and she matched his movement.

    He pressed his lips to her temple, then nipped her earlobe.

    “Okay, so now isn’t the time for talk.” He positioned his cockhead at her opening, then dragged it the length of her slit. “You have a little time, though,