All of You (38 page)

My knees weakened, and I sagged against him.
He dropped to his knees and cupped my butt in his hands as he went
down on me. Lincoln licked at my folds and used his lips against my
sensitive nub, bringing me to the height of pleasure.

Leaning against the wall and bracing my arms
against the walls of the shower, I tried to hold myself up as wave
after wave of increasing pleasure surged through me. The feeling of
his tongue and lips against my soft folds overwhelmed me.

“Lincoln! Oh, God! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I
cried out. Lincoln sucked at my clit and pleasure scorched through
me as I was overtaken by my orgasm. My thigh muscles shook, and it
felt like every nerve in my body detonated. I screamed loudly as my
toes curled and my legs went limp, but Lincoln held me up. Warmth
and pleasure spread through every cell of my body and I closed my
eyes letting the final moments of my orgasm seep through me.

When I was able to stand on my own, I felt
Lincoln let go of me, and I opened my eyes as he pulled me against
his chest, lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and
adjusted myself until I could feel the tip of his hard member at my
entrance. We looked deep into each other’s eyes as he held me
against the shower wall and pushed up into me.

We both groaned loudly and he covered my
mouth with his in a deep kiss. He paused inside me as I surrendered
to him. We kissed passionately before he pulled his hips back and
thrust into me again, moaning into my mouth. He thrust again and I
ripped my mouth away from his, crying out.

“God, baby. I missed this. I love you,” he
said as he thrust into me. “I love you,” he repeated and thrust
again.

I clawed at his shoulders as my mind swam
with pleasure. Every time he moved inside me, the pleasure mounted
and I panted and moaned. I could hardly believe what I was feeling
after just having a mind-blowing orgasm.

When he thrust into me again, he didn’t pause
this time and immediately withdrew to thrust into me again causing
both of us to cry out.

“Ahh! Lincoln! Oh, God, baby. More!” I
blathered mindlessly.

“Jillian!” Lincoln groaned and pumped into me
faster.

I screamed as my pleasure mounted and Lincoln
cried out with every thrust. He pushed into me hard and I exploded
around him. My inner muscles locked down on his hard member, and
when I squeezed around him, he groaned and thrust uncontrollably a
few times before shuddering in orgasm. Our cries and pleasure
blended together as we became one.

Lincoln’s legs gave out, and he could no
longer hold us up. He slowly lowered us and lay back on the floor
of the shower. The warm water from the shower beating down on my
back as I shifted so he was no longer inside me and moved up
slightly so I was lying on his chest.

We lay like that for a long time, breathing
hard, enjoying the last moments of our mutual orgasms.

When the water started turning cold, I
nuzzled Lincoln’s chest. “That was amazing, Lincoln,” I said when I
was able to speak again.

Lincoln ran his hands up my naked, wet back.
“I’m not done with you yet.”

I lifted my head off his chest and looked up
at him. “Do you promise?”

“I’ll never be done with you,” he said,
looking at me tenderly.

I smiled widely and crawled up his body until
I was able to kiss him. I kissed him long and hard, but when I
opened my mouth to trace my tongue against his lips, he grabbed my
hips, pushed me off, and sat up. I looked at him confused.

“Nope. Nope. Next time we do that, it’s going
to be in my bed,” he said with a gleam in his eye.

I laughed. “Well, come on then.” I stood up
from the shower floor and grabbed his hand, pulling him up. He
removed the condom and threw it in the wastebasket once we were out
of the shower. He took two towels out of the cabinet, and slowly we
dried each other.

When Lincoln moved the towel over my scars,
he dropped to his knees. I thought he was going to repeat our
shower moment, but he kissed me at the top of my scars, by my ribs,
before moving lower. He made a line of kisses all the way down my
body, not missing an inch of scarred tissue. By the time he reached
the bottom of my scars, the tears were falling silently down my
cheeks. He looked up at me and stood up when he saw my tears.

He gently cupped my face with his hands.
“Baby, please don’t cry. You are beautiful.”

For the first time in my life, I truly
believed it. I nodded and closed my eyes, letting this feeling seep
through me.

“Jillian?” he asked softly.

I opened my eyes, and Lincoln was looking
down at me with concern. I grabbed his face and looked at him
seriously. “I love you, Lincoln.”

His face broke out in a smile, and he leaned
down to kiss me sweetly. “I love you too, Princess.” He picked me
up once again and held me close to his chest. I smiled up at him
and saw his smile in return. He got a gleam of wickedness in his
eye and before I could ask, he pulled me up closer, making my back
arch and he dropped his head to my chest. He kissed my nipple
causing it to harden, and ran his tongue in circles around it. I
moaned softly, closed my eyes, and let the sensation wash through
me as I clutched at the hair on top of his head.

I felt a falling sensation and I squealed.
Opening my eyes, I realized he had dropped me on his bed. I grinned
from ear to ear as Lincoln came down on top of me and kissed me
deeply. He shifted between my legs and stroked my folds with his
hardness.

My eyes rolled back as I felt him caressing
me, causing shivers of pleasure to go through my body. I almost
forgot I wanted to tell him something.

“Wait, wait.” I pleaded, and Lincoln stopped
immediately. He looked down at me with concern, but I smiled and
pushed at him to roll off me. Luckily, he realized what I wanted
and rolled to his back. I sat up and moved to straddle him, sitting
down on his hips. “I have an idea.” I informed him.

“Oh?” he said as he ran his hands up my
thighs and abdomen until he could cup my breasts. “Does it involve
more of this? Because I don’t think I can stop.”

I smiled down at him. “At least not without a
cold shower,” I teased.

He squeezed my breasts. “And I already did
that once today. I think I’m finally warmed up.”

“Sucks getting hypothermia twice in
twelve-hour period,” I said with a smile.

He rolled his hips up so his hard member
rubbed against my folds. “What’s your idea, baby?”

“Mmm…” I leaned down and kissed him quick
before I sat back as he continued to move his hands all over my
body as if he couldn’t stop touching me. “Well, we both know I
don’t have any experience with this.”

“With sex?” he questioned.

“Yeah. So I know I’m not very good at
it…”

“Jillian. I beg to differ,” he said, grabbing
my hips. “You are earth-shatteringly good at it.”

“Really?” I asked, surprised.

“Oh God, baby. I’ve felt things with you that
I’ve never felt before. I did mention chaining you to the bed,
right? If we keep this up, I’m never letting you leave my bed.”

I giggled and ran my hands over the ridges of
his stomach. “I’d be okay with that.”

Lincoln chuckled. “Me too. Don’t tempt
me.”

“Okay, so chaining you up was my idea. What
was yours?” he asked as his hands returned to my breasts.

“God, I don’t remember,” I admitted. Pleasure
had blocked out any and all other thoughts. “I want you again.”

I shifted to get a condom out of the drawer
causing my breasts to hang in Lincoln’s face. He immediately
latched his mouth on to one and I cried out as he suckled at my
nipple.

I pulled the whole string of condoms out,
unable to tear off just one. He was causing pleasure to shoot
through my body every time he flicked his tongue against my nipple.
My lower body was a ball of need. I needed him inside me again.

I cried out as he gently bit down on my
nipple, and pleasure surged through me. I flexed my hips over his
hardness and just about allowed myself to take him inside me when
he grabbed my hip and held me up. I ripped a condom open and handed
it to him. He put it on one handed without removing his mouth from
my nipple.

I was hovering over him when he surprised me
by shifting up farther on the bed leaving me in the middle. He sat
up and leaned against the headboard, and I saw that same gleam of
wickedness in his eye. God, that gleam made me tingle.

I attempted to look sexy as I crawled up his
body and kissed him deeply. I lowered my hips, and I felt him
guiding his hardness into me.

As I lowered myself on to him, I tipped my
head back and closed my eyes, letting the sensation of his fullness
inside me spread through my whole body. I heard him groan and felt
him latch on to my nipple again, amplifying my pleasure.

I cried out as he grasped my hips. He lifted
me up and down on him, while still sucking on my nipple. “Oh, God!”
I cried out.

This was even better than in the shower. A
million times better than his birthday. I held on to his upper arms
and took over moving on top of him. I rode him while he mouthed my
nipple, alternating between sucking and gently biting.

I was building fast. I called out his name
repeatedly as he started thrusting up when I came down on him,
causing him to move even deeper inside me. He was so deep inside
me. Deeper than ever before. My orgasm erupted, sending pleasure
from my core to my chest and spreading to my fingers and lips. I
screamed as pleasure over took me, and my inner walls contracted
and released rhythmically around his shaft. I closed my eyes and
felt it spasm through me.

Lincoln released my nipple as he cried out
with his own pleasure. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me
close to his chest, holding me still as he thrust into me hard
several more times before groaning loudly and then going still
underneath me.

I collapsed against his chest, having no
strength to hold myself up. I breathed hard against his shoulder,
and I could feel his breath against my hair. He ran his hands over
the skin of my back. I sat up, still impaled on him and looked down
at him. I had no words for how I felt at that moment. I loved him,
but that didn’t seem like enough.

I brought my hands up to his face and he did
the same to me. We gazed at each other with seriousness. Lincoln’s
face was full of love and tenderness.

“Jillian… that was… I don’t even have words.
I have never felt that before in my life.”

I closed my eyes and rested my forehead
against his. “Me neither, Lincoln.”

We sat that way for a long while, just
holding each other, enjoying being together. Eventually, he grasped
my hips and urged me to lift up. He held the bottom of the condom
as I rose up and he slid out of me, groaning at the sensation. I
collapsed on my back on my side of the bed and watched as he pulled
the condom off, threw it away, and returned to me.

Lincoln crawled over the bed and collapsed on
my naked body.

I pushed against his arms. “Ah… Lincoln…
you’re squishing me.”

“Squishing you?” he repeated, not making any
moves to get off me. “What do you mean?”

His entire body weight was resting on me, and
I couldn’t breathe deep. “Lincoln!” I protested between giggles.
“Get off!”

But instead of getting off me he started
tickling my sides.

I shrieked and flailed my limps, trying to
stop him. “Stop!” I cried while laughing.

“What’s the magic word?” he asked, not
letting up on his torture. I shrieked again and tried to buck him
off me. “Say please!” he demanded as I gasped for breath.

“Please! Please, baby! Stop!” I said,
laughing.

Lincoln laughed loudly and finally relented,
lifting himself to hover over me so he was supporting his body
weight.

I smacked him lightly in the ribs. “I should
knee you in the nuts for that,” I threatened.

His face went serious. “Hey, now. That’s not
funny. I can’t believe you’d want to hurt your new best friend that
way.” He smiled and rubbed himself against me. “Are you sore,
Princess?”

I bit my lip and looked away with
embarrassment. “A little. But it's not bad.” I answered honestly.
“Are you sore?” I didn't know if sex made men sore or not.

He chuckled. “No, baby,” he answered and
rubbed against me again before lowering his mouth to mine to kiss
me deeply.

I moaned as desire flared through me. I
couldn’t believe he wanted to go again. He pulled his mouth away as
he continued to hover above me. “Do you need anything? Water?
Bathroom?”

I thought for a second. Yeah, I could
probably do with both, and I nodded up at him. He kissed me quick
and rolled off me and out of bed. I propped up on my elbows and
watched him pull on a pair of boxer briefs over his gorgeous
behind. He looked back and caught me ogling him. He took one of his
shirts out of his dresser and threw it at me with a smirk.

“Meet you upstairs, baby,” he called over his
shoulder as he walked into his man cave.

I smiled as joy bubbled up inside me. God, I
loved this man. Oh! I forgot to tell him my idea. I scampered out
of bed and donned his shirt. It fell off one shoulder and hung
slightly below my hips. I felt sexy and couldn’t wait for Lincoln
to see.

I quickly used the bathroom attached to his
bedroom and looked in the mirror as I washed my hands. Of course, I
had bed hair going in crazy directions due to showering and leaving
it to air dry, but I thought it didn’t look too bad considering. I
found a comb, ran it through my hair, and then braided it down the
side. That’s better, I thought.

I found Lincoln upstairs in the kitchen
making sandwiches. I retrieved my purse from where Lincoln had
dropped it next to my duffle bag and pulled out my phone. I brought
up my messaging app and sent three texts before joining Lincoln in
the kitchen.