I couldn’t believe that I’d managed to say that out loud. It had taken every single scrap of my courage. But as Owen kissed me gently, I knew that it was the right decision. He had been trying so hard to be a gentleman, but that wasn’t what I needed right now.
I was falling in love with him. There was no reason not to give in to everything I was feeling and craving. This pull between us was the strongest thing I’d ever experienced. The urge to connect even more was overwhelming.
My lips parted for his as our kiss grew deeper, his hands pushing up the baggy shirt to caress my skin. I did the same, shoving the fabric aside to slip my hands up the warm ladder of his abs to explore his broad chest.
“I love the way you touch me,” he murmured before his tongue slipped into my mouth.
My soft moan was muffled as his left hand slipped around to caress the underside of my breast. Instantly I pressed toward him, telling him that I approved. Maybe speaking up would be easier if I did it through body language.
His lips skimmed down my throat, then back up toward my ear. “Brynn, I’m completely falling for you. I want you so much. Are you sure you want this?”
Forcing my voice above a whisper, I said, “Yes.”
He rolled me onto my back beside him, pulling off my shirt and burying his mouth against my breasts. “You’re so gorgeous,” he murmured, then my gasp cut him off as his lips latched around my nipple. He hit every sensitive spot as he caressed me, making me melt under him.
One hand slipped lower, along my waist, to settle on my belly. Somehow, I felt that he admired my soft roundness, every womanly curve.
As his mouth kissed along to the other breast, sucking at my nipple until I nearly whined with desire, his fingers dipped inside the pajama pants and straight into my panties.
My moan echoed through the room as I gripped his shoulders, feeling my hips begin to shift with his touch as my legs fell open. His fingertip glided gently down into my folds, finding every hidden spot as he explored.
Owen was so sweetly gentle with me that I could have cried. I’d never been treated so
delicately, as if I were so precious.
Every single nerve in my body tingled with lust as his mouth settled on mine, his tongue tasting me as he slipped off the rest of my clothing until I was naked underneath him.
Yanking at his shirt, he helped me pull it off so that we could be skin to skin. Steeling myself, I brought my hands down to his waist, nudging his pajama pants down a few inches. I could feel his erection against my hip. Knowing that he was aroused by me seemed to shake something loose deep inside.
I knew that it was time to give myself to him completely. I needed to feel everything.
Pushing the fabric lower, Owen lifted his hips as he realized what I was after. Grasping his shaft tentatively, I stroked along his impressive length, desperately hoping that I was doing it right.
“That feels nice,” he murmured, breaking our kiss. Looking into my eyes in the dim light, he seemed to be studying me. “Brynn, is this your first time?”
I nodded.
“Are you absolutely sure you want to, sweetheart?”
I nodded again, managing to whisper, “Yes.”
His smile was part seduction, part...something that honestly looked like love.
Lightly running my thumb over the head of his cock, it felt incredible to make him shiver. Then it was pulled from my grasp as he moved, shoving off his pants then kissing around my breasts again.
I expected him to move higher to kiss my mouth, but he shifted, his lips grazing down my belly, then he parted my thighs.
Air caught in my throat from the feeling of absolute surrender as he slowly kissed along my most intimate skin. His fingertips opened me gently, then his firm, wet tongue lapped along every fold, every inch of flesh.
My moans couldn’t be restrained as my fingers fisted his hair. When he centered on my sensitive nub of nerves, I gasped, pulling him tightly against me. Then his thick finger slipped inside me and my mind shattered in bliss.
For the first time in my life, I couldn’t think. Couldn’t worry. Only feel.
Heat and tension gathered in my core, and I knew that a detonation was moments away. “Owen...I...”
My breath seized as the vibrations of his “Mmm” sound sent me spiraling into a climax that caused my spine to rattle.
“Yes!” I shrieked, as ripples of raw pleasure saturated my entire body. Even the skin that he wasn’t touching was brought to life, wrapping me in bliss.