Bombshell

Her eyes flashed and turned even darker than before. She let out a breath but remained stock still.

“I’m going to do what I’ve wanted to do, ever since I saw you for the first time, lying on my bed at the cabin.” he said, his voice a raspy as it had ever been.

He saw a cloud of doubt move across her face and a heartbeat later, he realized his error. He’d just admitted, that they didn’t have a past. That he’d not seen her on a bed before Misty Falls.

“Do it,” she said in a seductive voice. “Do what you’ve always wanted to do.” Merrick scanned her face. She seemed unperturbed. Maybe she hadn’t put two and two together. Maybe he hadn’t seen doubt in her eyes.

“Alright,” he said, trying to regain his sexy voice, but it came out a little more nervous than he’d hope. He chided himself for not being decisive and after making a mental note to shut up for the rest of the night – he softened his hold on her neck and moved his mouth back to her face. Her eyes moved to watch him as he blew his hot breath over to fine hairs on her jaw bone. He let his tongue out, slowly, seductively, then grazed the very tip of it, along the underside of her jaw.

A sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as he slurped and licked his way to the pulse point under her jaw bone. He lingered a moment, sucking the tight skin into his lips, toying at is with his teeth. His tongue read her pulse rate, then he moved up her neck to her ear.

He held her chin in his hand and moved her head over and then tilted down her neck, repeating the identical actions on the other side. This time, when he made it to her other ear, he stopped to suck on her earlobe until he heard her moan.

“Do you like this?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whispered.

His index finger pressed across her lips. “Shhhh, don’t talk.”

She answered him yes with her eyes and a slight nod of her head.

“Close your eyes please,” he said.

She obeyed and he gripped her head with open palms on each ear, then let his tongue glide over her eye lid. She groaned as he pressed the tip of his tongue deep into the corner of her closed eye. He relished the pulse then lowered his mouth. Sucking on her eye until he felt the lid opening.

“Oh God,” she moaned. He released her.

“Don’t speak,” he said. Her eyes fluttered open, lost, wanton, desperate. “Close your eyes.”

He moved down again, this time letting his tongue lap against the full eye lid, then up and around the contours below her brow before he kissed and gently sucked at her eye.

His cock had long ago gone fully erect and it pressed against her bare leg. She shifted her hips towards him. Too soon. He angled his hips away from her, then m

oved his mouth to her ear. He let his tongue move inside her ear, tobogganing down her channels.

“Oh, God, I can’t take any more,” she said.

“That’s too bad,” he whispered into her ear, “Because, I’m just getting started.”

His mouth came away from her ear, and this time his tongue glided down her neck. “Oh, God, oh God,” she groaned, as he lapped up the sweat beading on her neck. He moved down the outside of her throat until his mouth found a collar bone. He circled her bump with his tongue, then sucked the skin until he felt the rising heat as blood flowed from her skin.

“Oh, God,” she repeated. Her head lolled backward and her knees buckled beneath him. He caught her, just in time, before she could fall. He gave up his kissing and hoisted her into his arms, one arm holding her by the legs, another under her arms. He leaned forward to kiss her mouth as he carried her to the bed. Beneath her, his cock throbbed with need as her ass pressed against it. When he laid her down on the bed, it was as if he was handling spun glass and the most precious thing in the world.

Her hands reached out to him, beckoning him.

“Make love to me, Merrick,” she begged.

“I intend to,” he said. His voice so raspy he could barely speak.

In one fell swoop he reached down and dropped the silk boxers over his hips. They pooled around his ankle and his length shot out like a projectile aiming directly at its target.

Bombshell’s eyes went wide and she let out a strangled gasp. She sat bolt upright in bed, while at the same time covering her sex with both hands. “Oh, my God, Merrick – you’re huge.”

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Merrick had forgotten that he hadn’t let her see it last time. He’d just plunged into her, like a god damn blind date. She’d taken him – but that was because she didn’t know any better. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

His face burned with humiliation. He was a circus freak, a mutant, a non-human mistake. In one swift movement, he bent down and pulled up his boxers, in an attempt to cover his monstrosity. He turned away, unable to face her.

Shattered, heart broken, now she’d never say yes. And he thought she might be the one. Damn it. Tears stung at the back of his eyes. He fought them back. He wasn’t going to cry over this. He took a deep breath.