Page 42 of One Forbidden Moment

She sprawled her hands on his chest, digging her fingers into his muscles.She wanted to map the planes of his stomach, the dip of his hips, the rough scrape of whiskers along his jaw.

Moe lifted his ass, pulled down his jeans.She moved back, sinking down onto him.The instant fulfillment of him inside her brought out a moan that left her raw and overwhelmed as she took each agonizing inch.

Moe's grip on her hips tightened, his thumbs pressing into the hollows just above her thighs.Jillian rolled her hips slowly at first, then faster, her nails biting into his shoulders as she found her rhythm.The bed frame creaked beneath them, the sound lost under the wet slap of skin on skin, the ragged pull of their breathing.

She was relentless, riding him with a focus that was pure obsession, her eyes locked on his as she tried to memorize the way he came apart beneath her.She couldn't look away, wouldn't, even if she could.

She had never seen Moe this way, needy and aroused.Her pussy pulsed, squeezing down on him.She had a deep desire to keep him inside of her forever and never let him go.

Moe's hands slid up Jillian's back, fingers splaying across her shoulder blades as she arched above him.Her body trembled with the effort of holding back.Her thighs clenched around him.Her body bowed, and she pressed her forehead against his as her rhythm stuttered.

"Look at me," he growled

It took all her energy to lift her head.

Then she was coming, her body tightening around him like a vice, her nails raking down his chest hard enough to leave marks.Moe's hips jerked rapidly as she rode out the aftershocks.He came with a groan, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise.She collapsed onto his chest, still connected to him.

He ran his hand up her bare back and palmed the back of her neck, breathing heavily."Okay?"

She nodded."Mm, hm."

He was a big man.Even now, his cock pulsed inside of her, pressing for more room.Cum ran out her pussy onto her thigh.She lifted her head and met his gaze, realizing maybe he wasn't asking about her comfort, but questioning if it was okay that he hadn't worn protection.

She moved her arm, showing him the inside of her bicep."I have an implant."

"For what?"

"It's a form of birth control.It's good for 3 years.I have two more years left.I can't get pregnant..."She lowered her arm."In case you were worried."

He lifted her off him and sat up.She pressed her thighs together.

"I wasn't worried about that."He glanced between her legs."I didn't want to hurt you."

She sagged beside him."You didn't.It was wonderful."

"Yeah?"

"I need to shower."She smiled and stood."You're dripping down my leg."

He chuckled, running his tongue across his bottom lip."Want me to clean it up?"

She laughed, cheeks warming as the sound left her mouth."I think there's a lot that I don't know about you."

He caught her hand, pulled her back, and kissed her."That hasn't happened in a long time."

She kissed him back."Want to join me in the shower?"

Without a word, he followed her into the bathroom.Emotionally and physically exhausted, she wanted to clean between her legs, crawl into bed, and sleep for the next week.But she knew she couldn't.She had to work in two days.Moe wanted to find his friend.And she needed to make sure the cops didn't find him.