“Ray, you’ve seen how my body reacts to yours. I want you. Please?”
I don’t know why, but girlish begging seemed to work on him. He instantly leaned in to kiss me so hard my head began to swim.
Then he stopped, taking hold of my face in his huge hands. “Kitten, I wouldn’t be a good boyfriend. I wouldn’t be a good partner. But if you need a good time right now, I’ll take care of you.”
I nodded, pulling him against me with one hand while trying to pull his shorts off with the other. “Leave those for a second,” he said.
He grabbed my wrists, trapping them in one hand and holding them over my head as he kissed my throat, then down to my breasts. Moaning against him, I loved that he seemed to want to take his time.
His other hand began sliding up my inner thigh, teasing me. I was trapped, completely in his power. My heart raced, and I could feel my pussy becoming wet again, softening, needing to take him as quickly as possible. One slow finger began to travel around my center, exploring every inch of my most delicate skin.
“Please,” I choked, then was rewarded with the sensation of his finger opening my little wet lips, sinking inside me gently. “Yes, Ray…” I moaned, as his finger began to slowly glide in and out.
His mouth moved to the other breast, biting and sucking at my nipple until I squealed. His finger sank a bit deeper, and I could feel it stop against a slight obstruction. A deep shudder ran through him.
“I’m not gonna lie, kitten. Fucking a hot girl like you is going to drive me wild, but knowing I’m the first man to play with this sexy body is making me absolutely crazy.”
My hips couldn’t stay still, and he released my hands to press down on my hip as his thumb touched my clit, sending off a wave of prickly fireworks. I couldn’t believe how close I was to a climax already.
I could feel his seductive smile against my lips. “Can you feel that?” he murmured, kissing across my cheek to nuzzle my ear. “Your body needs me, kitten. I’ve never felt anything like this before.”
“Yes, I feel it,” I breathed as his thumb brushed against that perfect spot over and over.
His eyes met mine in the dim light, and I saw a flicker of darkness there as he pumped his finger faster without quite going any deeper yet. “I need to make you come a few times,” he breathed. “Get that brand new pussy all open and wet and ready for me.”
I had no idea that dirty talk would affect me so deeply. “Yes,” I gasped. “Do anything you want to me.”
His lip twitched in a near snarl as he leaned forward to kiss me again. This time it was even hotter, deeper, my lips and thighs parting to give him anything he wanted.
Gripping the back of his neck, I held him against me as my hips squirmed. I
could feel my body becoming wet, slippery, as his thumb glided across my clit faster.
A deep tension settled across my hips, reaching down my thighs and up my stomach as I realized I was about to have an incredibly intense climax. “Ray…” I moaned, “I…”
“Come on my hand, gorgeous. Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”
Heat rippled through me, my scream muffled by Ray’s mouth possessing mine. I could feel his cock grinding against my thigh, and even as I rode out a deep, satisfying orgasm, I needed more. So much more.
CHAPTER SIX
* Ray *
There was no way in heaven or hell that I could stop myself from taking this girl tonight. But the least I could do is make sure that it hurt her as little as possible.
The taste of her hot mouth as she came under me made my cock throb, pre- come dripping into my shorts. I’d never had this reaction to a woman before. It was deeper than lust. More primal than need.
I pulled back so that Kate could catch her breath and looked into her lively green eyes. As she smiled up at me, something hit me in the center of the chest like a sledgehammer.
Was this love?
I’d honestly never thought much about it, sort of assuming that it wouldn’t happen to me. I’d always been such a loner that it had never occurred to me that there might be a person out there who was perfect for me.
The deep need to care for her, nurture her, and give in to her every desire…that felt like love, maybe?
Moving lower on the bed, I stared at her delicate skin, her softness. Oh yes, I could picture dolling her up in frilly lingerie, and teasing her for hours. I could picture bundling her up in layers to go on a winter hike.
I wanted her to be my doll. My treasure. Mine.