“If I undress, nothing will stop me from having you.” His gaze collided with hers, and he moved to her other nipple. “I want to take my time with you. Make you scream. Taste you…everywhere.”
She licked her lips. “Everywhere?”
“Everywhere.” He smirked. It was the sexiest smirk she’d ever seen. “Then, and only then, I’ll undress and let you have a turn.”
With that, he took her other nipple into his mouth, giving it the same treatment as the first. She let his mouth take her on a ride, losing herself in the slow stroke of his tongue. When he released her nipple and kissed lower, and lower still, she stiffened. Her ex had never…he hadn’t liked…but would she?
He’d dropped to his knees, bringing his face level with—well, with her. He nibbled on the spot right above her knee, then went higher, dropping a kiss midway up her thigh. One more had him right below her panties. He paused, studying her. “Are you okay—?”
She nodded, biting her lip in anticipation. “Go ahead.”
Without hesitation, he lowered his mouth to her core, rolling his tongue over the thin satin of her panties. Moaning, she threaded her hands in his hair, urging him closer.
Oh, yeah. She liked.
His tongue brushed over her relentlessly, driving her higher and higher until she was moving against him erotically, everything else lost in her mind except for her need to come. And when she did orgasm, she flew higher than ever before, and he was right there to pull her safely back to the ground again.
Standing back up, he pressed his mouth to hers as he undid his pants. He set a condom on the counter before he let them hit the floor. He broke off the kiss long enough to pull his shirt over his head, and then he was back on her, running his hands down her back smoothly. When his hands closed over her breasts, she gasped into his mouth, rocking against his erection wantonly and letting him take control like he’d said he liked to do. Every nerve in her body was still alive and humming, and the pressure of him against her was almost enough to send her over the edge again. So, she kept doing it. Moving against him.
Pleasure shot through her, making her move more impatiently.
More rushed.
He groaned into her mouth and thrust against her. Pleasure rocketed through her, and she dug her nails into his shoulders before letting herself explore the inches of bare skin he’d given her when he’d removed his clothes. He was as hard as she remembered, if not harder, and every inch of skin she touched was more addictive than the last.
He groaned, kissing her and pulling back. “I missed you so much.”
“I missed you, too.”
He caught her hands, holding them firmly. “You don’t understand what that means. I want you to understand that you’re special to me. That this…”
She nodded, her heart picking up speed. “I know.”
Slowly, she ran her fingers down his back, then around his waist and down between them. When she closed her hand over his huge erection, he froze and drew in a ragged breath. She jerked on him, and he kissed her again, more frantically this time. When she continued moving her hand over him, trying to bring him as high as he’d brought her, he grabbed her wrist and held on tight. “Enough.”
She shook her head. “Not enough. Not even close to enough.”
“You’re right, it’s not enough,” he growled.
As he ripped open a condom packet, he locked eyes with her as he rolled it into place, pinching the tip. He mesmerized her. Hard abs. Harder erection. Heated eyes. Messy light brown hair. “And that scares the shit out of me.”
She blinked, confused.
Was he implying…?
Before she could ask questions, he stepped between her legs, lifted her hips slightly, shoved her panties to the side, kissed her passionately, and thrust inside of her.
At last, he was inside her.
And it was incredible.
Crying out into his mouth, she wrapped her legs around his bare hips as tightly as she could and held on for dear life. He moved inside of her, bringing her higher with each thrust of his hips until she was sure she couldn’t go any higher without dying.
But then she did, and she didn’t die, but still went to heaven.
Every nerve, every muscle, tightened in awareness as he thrust inside her, harder and smoother with each stroke he made. Each movement was like taking a step up a staircase, until she was at the top, trembling and calling his name wildly, and then bam. She couldn’t see anything but pleasure bursting into flares of light.
And he was right there with her, calling her name.