Saved (Wanted 2)

I took my finger and pushed a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear. Then, I traced down her jaw to her neck and then lower to her chest. When I ran my finger along the edge of her bra, she sucked in a breath. I leaned down and kissed the top of her chest.

I whispered against her skin,

“Breathe, princess. . . just breathe. ”

Heather took a deep breath in and then slowly let it out.

Fuck me. Her bra clasp was in the front. I unclasped it and then helped her take it off.

“So fucking perfect. ”

I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth.

She arched her back and let out a moan that moved through my whole body like a lightning bolt. I’d never felt like this with anyone.

I slowly moved my hand down and started to unbutton her jean shorts.

“Josh…” she said as she tried to catch her breath.

The only thing I could hear was her heart beating.

She lifted her hips as I took her shorts and thong panties off all at once. My heart was fucking pounding in my chest as I looked up and down her body.

“Touch me…please touch me,” she practically begged.

I sat up, gazing at her perfect body. There was absolutely nothing I would change about this girl. She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on. When I moved my hand to touch her ankle, she jumped, and I couldn’t help but smile. I slowly moved my hand up her leg to her stomach, chest, and then neck.

“I want you to come with me inside you, Heather. ”

Her eyes flew open, and all I could see was fear. I knew she didn’t remember anything about that night with Jerry, and a part of me was so glad. I wanted her first time to be with me.

“I love you, Josh. ”

I felt the tears building in my eyes.

“I love you, Heather. ”

I moved on top of her and started to kiss her. I slid my hand down between her legs and slowly opened them to me. I put one finger inside her, and I almost came on the spot.

“You’re so damn wet, Heather. ”

“I want you Josh, I want you so bad. ”

I moved my finger in and out as she moaned into my mouth. I put another finger in and then another as moved my hand faster. I could feel her getting tighter around my fingers, so I pulled them out. She let out a moan of frustration.

“Oh god, Josh, please. . . ”

I slowly started to enter her body. Jesus, she’s so tight. I said a silent pray, hoping that I would last at least five minutes.

“Talk to me, Heather. ”

“Don’t . . . know. . . what…to say. . . ”

“Does it hurt, princess?”

“No…feels good. . . please don’t stop. ”

I moved in, inch by inch, as I kissed her. I saw the pain in her face, and I pulled back out some. She grabbed my back and pulled me closer to her, causing me to go deeper inside her. She let out a gasp.