Embers Falling (Daniels Family 2.50)

Dropping a light kiss, I growl at her taste. Sucking the piece of flesh in my mouth, I barely graze my teeth along her button before she’s going wild. Her back bows off the bed and her body complete explodes with her pleasure.

“Sensitive.” I groan. Excited at how easily, and often, I can get her off. My mouth descends on her. The warm flavor of her core hitting my tongue has my cock jerking against the bed.

Opening wide, I slip my tongue inside heat, tasting her sweetness again as I tongue fuck her. Her body starts shaking again and I know she’s about to let loose another orgasm when she’s only barely caught her breath from the last one. Pulling back, I wait until she’s relaxed again and nibble along her lips, dragging my tongue along each before reaching her pearl again.

“Breathe, sweetness.” I remind her when I don’t hear the little catches in her breath she’s trying to hide.

Licking across my lips, I know I’m not done with her yet, but I don’t know if I can handle not being inside of her anymore.

Ember

Holy sweet mother of pearl.

Never did I imagine a man going down on me would feel so delicious. My body came unglued for him. My heart nearly exploded out of my chest.

And then the man did it again.

r /> His demands for silence as he ate me out were a huge turn on. I had no idea I even liked that kind of dominance and I’m wondering what I can do to make him ask for more.

I hear the foil package of the condom I don’t want him wearing, ripping open and close my eyes as I feel him kneeling between my legs. The heat of his erection is hot on my thigh as he lowers his body to cover mine.

“You ready for me sweetness?” He murmurs in my ear. My eyes water, not because I’m in pain or even anticipate the pain of losing my virginity but because I don’t want this night to end.

“Yes, Noah.” I whisper, unsure if I was supposed to answer him or not.

“Don’t let go of those ankles.” He directs as I feel the head of his cock slowly push through my folds.

It’s tight and uncomfortable but I savor each burn, each awkward thrust until he slams through my barrier and his balls slap against my ass.

“Fucking Christ, Ember, why the fuck didn’t you tell me you were a goddamned virgin?” He hisses in my ear and tears gather in my eyes as he drops his head onto my shoulder.

I don’t know what to say, so I say nothing at all. I’m not ashamed of waiting for the right man and I won’t apologize for not telling him. I don’t think he would have stuck around if he’d have known.

“Ember, fucking talk to me.” The worry in his tone has me meeting his gaze as his head lifts and he searches mine.

“I didn’t want you to change your mind.” I tell him honestly.

“You’re too fucking good for a man like me, Em. I shouldn’t have been your first.” I hate how hot and cold he gets. I’d like to smack it out of him. “But I’m damn fucking glad you chose a real man to give you everything you deserve.” His tone softens and so does my raging heart.

“Make it a night to remember, Noah, please.” It’s all I wanted to begin with.

“You can bet your sweet ass I will.” He vows before his hips begin to slowly move. The thrusting getting easier with each pass and soon I can feel my pleasure rising like a tidal wave once again.

I gasp as Noah’s fingers tighten on my hips and his breaths come harsher in my ear. I can hardly breathe as my body lights up like New Years in times square. White dots crowd my vision and my head swims with adulation. I want the moment to last an eternity but all too soon it’s coming to an end, and the sounds of our bodies as Noah makes slow love to me is all I hear.

I could live like this forever. “Em,” he groans, his hips begin to slow their pace, almost like he wants to draw it out too.

Kissing the side of his neck, I murmur, “Let go for me, Noah. Let yourself feel me.” And it doesn’t take but a minute before he stiffens, and I feel him fill the condom with his release.

Regret slams me in the chest because I wish we had more time. I wish we had a life time.

Collapsing on top of me, Noah places light kisses along my shoulder until I’m relaxed, and he rolls off, pulling me into his arms.

Sleep pulls me under, and I’ve never been happier.

Or more terrified.

Waking up alone in the morning, I have a mix of emotions.