What If

Another moan drips from my lips. I can’t keep my eyes open and the back of my head meets the hard brick behind.

“God, do you have any idea how beautiful you are?” His gritty voice echoes around the tall ceiling, and he shifts so I can feel the full length of him grinding up and down against the thin swath of fabric between my legs. “You are a million times more stunning than any of these flowers. You are the absolute perfect blossom among all of these orchids.”

He pulls me from the wall, spins us around and marches toward the center of the massive space carrying me effortlessly, to where I see an oasis in the middle of the orchid displays. There is a worn leather sofa and two oversized green velvet armchairs, set around a thick white rug.

His arms are locked under my ass as he turns, drops down and centers me on his lap, facing him. As quickly as we are sitting, his hands come to the hem of my tank top and his eyes search my face.

“Arms up,” he growls, and I hesitate. “Trust me, Jessie. I’m not completely sure what is happening here either, but I know I’ll never hurt you. I know I’ll keep you safe, make you happy, never put you in danger. Do I feel right to you? Because you feel like home to me. As crazy as that sounds. It’s the truth.”

Fighting to keep my breathing steady, I nod and lift my arms, and in the next moment he’s stripped my tank top and his hands are on the clasp of my bra. His fingers move with swift accuracy and in a breath, he’s freed me from the bra. We’re both naked above the waist and when my breasts sway, I see something flash in Torin’s eyes that sends a shockwave of desire through me.

“Jesus, Jessie. You get more beautiful every fucking second.”

The light in the giant room is bright but soft and I look down to see his gigantic hands envelop my breasts. I swallow hard on a gasp as he kneads, and squeezes them, leaning his head down to cover one nipple with his mouth.

His tongue works around the sensitive flesh, then on a grunt, he moves to the other, doing the same while bucking his hips upward as I ride the enormous shaft under the fabric of his jeans.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I whisper unsure if I’m talking to him or myself.

I can’t believe any of it. I can’t believe I’m here in this room with a thousand orchids, I can’t believe I punched a guy tonight, I can’t believe I haven’t fled for home. And I can’t believe it when I reach down, and my hands are on the button of his jeans.

I’ve never wanted someone so much. Never had this sort of sensation swimming through me. A deep need claws at me and before I know it, I’ve got his pants undone and his zipper down.

While my hands move, he moans and sucks deeper on each nipple until it feels like they are connected directly to my clit.

When I look down, I see he’s commando. There’s nothing between me and the sight of a cock so large I don’t know whether to cry with joy or scream in terror.

As if he’s reading my mind, he withdraws from the feast on my breasts and looks up at me, gripping my chin.

“We don’t have to. But if we do, I promise you, I will take care of you. Give me a chance to take care of you, Jessie…” His soft words only drive more lustful desire through my veins.

I feel the weeping wetness between my legs and the sight of a few drops of pre-cum on the enormous tip of his cock has me clutching the sides of his face, wondering what it is I’m supposed to do next.

It’s like I’ve forgotten anything and anyone that ever came before.

“Okay, you are huge.” I can’t believe I just said that and then in my horror I continue. “What if it doesn’t fit?” I mildly protest, shocked at my honesty but wanting him yet physically unsure the logistics are going to work

My heart slams around in my chest as his hands work the snap and zipper on the back of my skirt.

“Stand up.” He grunts while he places his hands around my waist and raises me to my feet. “Drop your skirt.”

His voice thickens and deepens as I do as he says then he reaches over and tugs down my panties which I kick off over my boots. In the next moment, I’m standing naked in front of a guy I’ve only met for the first time about an hour ago. But a guy that feels like he’s been in my heart since the beginning of time.