302 Forbidden Ave. (A Cherry Falls Romance)

I had to control myself, or I’d be an animal, far too rough and anxious to be with her. And she deserved so much better than me losing control. I had to be gentle and slow with her for this first time, make Amelia enjoy it above all else. Her pleasure was far more important than mine.

I cupped both mounds now, her nipples tightening further under my palms. I wanted her to cry out in pleasure, to dig her nails into my body as I claimed her in the most primitive of ways.

She rested her forehead on my chest, and I closed my eyes, just enjoying the feeling of having her right in front of me, of only focusing on what we were doing now.

Wrapping my arms around her, I held Amelia tightly and rested my chin on the crown of her head. “You mean so much to me,” I whispered.

I inhaled deeply, taking in the sweet scent that surrounded her. She pulled back and looked up at me, and even though she was naked right in front of me and I’d just been touching her lush body, I cupped her face instead. I held her in place as I leaned down and kissed her soft and slow.

With her hands still on my chest, I felt her smooth them down my abdomen, pausing, her nervousness evident.

“Go on,” I murmured against her lips. “Touch it,” I all but gritted out, my cock jerking at the very thought of her little, smooth hand stroking along the massive length.

She paused for a moment, and I wanted to press her, to demand she ease my suffering, because she was the only one who could, but I gnashed my teeth and let her do this in her own time.

And when she finally wrapped her fingers around my cock, I let my head fall back on my neck as I groaned like a wounded fucking animal.

The pleasure… the pleasure of just knowing she was touching me there could have brought me to my knees.

She was hesitant as she moved her palm up and down, but her going slow was my only saving grace for not coming all over her belly right now. Amelia had her head resting on my pec now, her warm breath moving along my skin.

I cupped the back of her head and held her as I urged her to look up at me again so I could kiss her. Her eyes were wide when our gazes locked, and I kissed her, consuming her like she did me. I deepened the kiss, moving my tongue faster and harder against hers, getting swept away in the endless sea that was this woman.

My mind and body screamed for more, to be rougher, harder, but I fought those urges, because right now I needed to show her that I could be gentle with her.

When she moaned and pressed her body harder against mine, I moved my hands to cup her ass, squeezing the globes, her skin soft and smooth and so fucking warm. Something primal in me snapped, and I found myself lifting her easily, her hand falling away from my shaft as she instinctively wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist.

Our mouths were separated now, her gasp of surprise filtering around me, the sound causing my cock to jerk in response. I latched my mouth onto her neck, unable to stop myself from sucking at her skin. I wanted to mark her, to leave something of me behind so any fucker knew who she belonged to.

I pressed her down on me, the angle causing her pussy to be positioned right over my dick. I grunted harshly from the contact. The hard length of my shaft prodded between her legs, her pussy lips parting so the intimate flesh hugged my girth. Fuuuck, I was going to come from this alone.

She breathed in and out fast, her breasts rising and falling from the force, her nipples hard peaks and brushing against my chest. I let her body slide down mine once I moved us toward the bed, and as if she knew what I needed her to do, Amelia sat back, her arms braced behind her, those luscious breasts on full display.

I didn’t deny myself the pleasure of skating my gaze down her body until I got to the thatch of trimmed dark hair that covered the top of her mound. Fuck, that turned me on. I could only vaguely see her feminine slit, but the sight alone had even more pre-cum dotting the swollen head of my cock.

I grabbed my shaft in my big palm and started stroking myself from root to tip as I stared at her luscious body, animalistic sounds leaving me.

“Braxton,” she whispered, her eyes locked on where I was jerking off.