Always You (Love Hurts 1)

“I like the sound of that,” she whispered.

I lifted her arms until they were resting on my neck, my fingers gently running under her sweater, over her soft skin. She breathed in heavily. My lips melted against hers as my tongue slipped into her mouth, curling around her own. She tasted so amazingly sweet that I felt myself harden as I thought about my mouth touching other parts of her body.

I kissed her cheek, then her jaw, finally running my tongue down her neck. She gasped, her grip on my neck tightening.

“Your skin is so soft,” I whispered, kissing the corner of her mouth. My hand ran over the outside of her sweater, resting against the hem at the bottom. She smiled, letting me know this was okay. The last thing I wanted to do was rush her, but I needed to feel her body against mine.

I lifted the sweater over her head, sliding it fro

m her arms.

My God. She wore a black bra, her breasts pushed up, creating the most glorious cleavage. My fingers trailed over the softness of her breasts. I leaned down and kissed them as her hands entwined in my hair. I tugged down the bra, exposing her hard nipples. She gasped as my mouth enclosed over one, then the other, sucking and circling it with my tongue.

“That feels amazing,” she mumbled, her eyes closed. As I watched her, I could feel myself harden. Fuck, she looks so beautiful. I backed over to the sofa and sat down, pulling her down with me. She giggled as she collapsed on top of me, the sound of her laughter making me smile. Working her shirt down her arms, I unclasped her bra, letting both fall to the floor.

She straddled me, her bare chest almost too much for me to take in, my erection painful against the restraint of my jeans. She knew it, too. With a little gleam in her eye she ground herself against my cock, as if loving the power she had over me.

I lifted my shirt off and pulled her into me, our skin touching. I licked her neck as her erect nipples teased the skin of my chest.

“You’re so fucking amazing,” I growled, my hand caught in her hair at the base of her head. I forced her toward me, my mouth desperate to explore hers. As our lips touched it was like the whole world stopped; all I cared about was her and making her happy. The pounding in my chest echoed through my ears as our tongues mingled.

God, I could taste you all night. My hands roamed her curves, running over her breasts, squeezing and teasing. I so badly wanted to feel myself inside her, but I didn’t want to rush this. I pulled away and she looked at me, panting softly, her cheeks red. I smiled and smoothed her wild hair, memorizing everything about her.

She stared at me as I reached out and traced my fingers around her nipple. This was turning me on so much. Almost as though she’d read my mind, she slipped off my knee and onto the floor.

My heart rate increased. Was she really about to do this? I slid my ass further down the sofa as she undid my belt, then the buttons on my jeans. She reached inside my boxers carefully, as if she was handling a venomous snake. The thought made me smile.

“What’s so funny?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.

“Nothing. You look kind of terrified,” I said.

She blushed.

Fuck, this girl was perfect.

“I’m nervous,” she admitted. “I mean, I know what I’m doing, but you’re so much more experienced than me…I don’t want to make a fool of myself.”

I shook my head and laughed. “Do you see how aroused you make me? I’ll be lucky if I can last more than ten seconds with your mouth on me. Trust me, whatever you do will be the best I’ve ever had.”

Her eyes narrowed as she took me in her hand. Oh God. Slowly she worked her fist up and down the length of my shaft. She bent down, curling her tongue around the tip of my cock, staring up at me with those big green eyes, which were framed by long dark lashes.

“Ohh,” I groaned as I watched myself disappear into her open mouth, her tongue tickling and stroking me as her lips moved along my length. Fuck, God this is so fucking… My train of thought abandoned me as I arched my back, silently willing her to suck me harder and faster. I stroked her hair, my gaze burning into hers.

Then I couldn’t hold it off any longer as my cock began to throb. She sucked me hard, every motion pushing me closer to the edge until I finally jumped.

“Oh my fucking hell shit fuuuck…” I groaned again as I released into her mouth, my body jerking, unable to handle her touch but demanding it all the same.

She wiped her mouth and smiled shyly at me. “Was that okay?”

“Okay? That was mind-blowing. Fucking hell, Wrenn. That was…I don’t even have words.” I lay back on the sofa, not capable of sitting up.

She got to her feet and curled up on top of me, her head resting on my chest. I kissed her hair, breathing in the coconutty scent of her shampoo, still unable to comprehend what had just happened.

An hour later we were still on the sofa. The TV was on, but neither of us were paying attention to it. I tickled her back as she smiled, her eyes closed. I studied her face. She was so pretty. I felt like that was all I ever said, but I couldn’t get over how beautiful she was.

“Mmm, that’s nice,” she mumbled as I stroked her neck.

“I like making you feel good,” I said, breathing in the scent of her perfume.