It's Never Easy - Boudreaux Universe

Her softness heats me right through, all the way to my bones, right to the very soul of me. She molds herself against me, and my hands find her ass, lifting her and walking us down the hallway toward my bedroom. She’ll be the first woman to ever walk into my bedroom after Shay.

My tongue licks at Nea’s mouth, her lips opening for me, allowing me entrance to her, to taste her. Most times I’ve been with women, it’s been at night, in the dark, so I didn’t have to see them really. But now, with Nea, I want nothing more than to watch her come apart for me.

Sitting her down on the bed, I step back, feeling a cold shiver being away from her. The heat of her is too much to bear at times, but I don’t want to be away from her. I want nothing more than to be near her all the time, which is what’s going to make this difficult when it all comes to an end.

“Look,” Nea says, noticing my reluctance, “if you’re not interested—”

“Oh, I’m interested all right, gorgeous,” I tell her with a grin. “Can you tell?” I gesture to my sweatpants that are tenting at the moment, and her eyes widen as she takes me in.

“Oh, wow.”

“I take that as a good wow?” I challenge, dropping to my knees before her. She looks directly at me and blushes. When she nods, I lay my hands on her thighs and slowly push them apart. With her open like this, on my bed, I’m close to coming right this fucking second.

The fact that she’s wearing a pair of sweatpants makes me eager to tear them off and find out what she’s wearing underneath. That thought has me solid steel in my sweats. Running my thumbs up her thighs, I reach the apex and tease her pussy over the material, feeling the wetness seep through.

“Shit,” she mumbles as her hands fist my bedsheets.

Looking up at her from between her creamy thighs makes me smile, and I love the expression of desire that’s etched on her pretty face. I brush my thumb along her covered body once more, reveling in the heat coming off her.

“I’m going to tease you,” I tell her. “I want to watch you come apart for me.” My voice turns husky with desire as I taunt her pussy, circling her clit as she trembles on my bed. She looks good on the sheets as she shivers and smiles down at me. I tug the sweatpants down her lithe legs to find the silky material of her wet panties at my eye line.

“Oh god,” she mewls when I push the wet material to the side and see the smooth lips with a patch of dark hair just above her slit. She’s perfect, wet and needy. With both thumbs, I open her to my gaze and lean in. My tongue darts out, getting my first taste of a perfect woman.

She nearly flies off the bed when I lick her again. I hold her steady and continue my ministrations. Her arousal coats my tongue, making me hungrier than I’ve ever been for a woman, even the one I swore my vows to.Chapter 17NeaJulian’s face is the picture of mischief as he teases me. My legs are already trembling, and I know I can’t hold off for too much longer. I want more, so much fucking more. And he gives it by dipping two fingers inside me, which sends me spiraling. My back arches and my whole body is shaking from the need coursing through me.

He pumps two digits into me, over and over again, and all I can think about is the impending orgasm about to rip through me. His mouth sucks on me, teasing and taunting.

When I feel his teeth graze along my clit, I nearly shoot off the bed, and I cry out his name. My release shudders through me like a thunderstorm ripping through the forest.

I see stars. I feel fireworks going off inside my veins, as if I’m sparking to life for the first time in a long while. And it has been far too long since I’ve felt this damn good.

As I’m coming down from my high, I open my eyes to find Julian standing over me, his lips still shimmering with my arousal, and his grin is pure seduction. He slowly shoves his sweatpants down, and I realize he wasn’t wearing any boxers when his cock juts out. Thick and angry, the tip seeping with arousal, and I involuntarily squeeze my thighs together.

He’s much bigger than any of the guys I’ve been with prior. And I wonder briefly just how I’m going to take that.

Julian leans over and opens the nightstand, pulling out a foil wrapper, which I watch him rip open. I’ve not really ever watched a guy do this, but seeing Julian’s big hands sheath himself makes my body even hotter than I ever thought possible.