McKenzie Cousins Box Set 2
“Geez,” he pants, burying his face in my neck, “you really know how to help a guy go slow.” He presses his bulge tightly against me, my eyes rolling at the sensation.
“Seth,” I moan, shoving my hands down the back of his jeans.
He hisses out a breath. “You’ve convinced me.” Finding my lips, he devours my mouth. I moan into his lips.
There are no other words for it as his tongue pushes forward, sliding and teasing my own. Our teeth gently clash, but it isn’t enough.
“Clothes off. I want to see you. Feel you.”
He lets out a guttural moan. “I’m going to be coming in my jeans with how quickly you have me on fire.” That doesn’t stop him from jumping from me.
The clothes are yanked from his body without a moment of hesitation, even when he gets to his briefs. Everything comes off swiftly.
He raises a brow. “While you’re enjoying the show, you could also be getting naked with me.”
“Hmm, I’m enjoying watching you too much to move.” I stretch, my eyes heating with arousal at the sight of Seth. He’s a gorgeous man and I want him with every last breath. The air whooshes from my lips when I watch him circle the base of his erection with one of his hands. He lightly strokes, milking precum from his dick, which pools on the tip.
Struggling for breath, I tell him, “I could do that for you.” My hands make quick work of my clothing while Seth continues to stroke himself, and it’s only when I’m as naked as he is that he pushes me down on the bed, crawling up between my spread thighs.
“You are so beautiful, Paige.” His eyes hold mine for seconds before they drift lower to my hips.
He leans forward and kisses my mound, nuzzling with his nose into the fine hair. “So soft.”
“That’s all that has grown back,” I admit, wondering why I blurted that out.
“Mmm,” he kisses all over until I feel his tongue slipping between my swollen lips, “you feel and taste so good, Paige.” He spreads my legs wider, settling between with his face up close and personal. I can’t help myself as I squirm in pleasure.
He puts an arm over my hips to keep me in place. “Don’t be embarrassed. Not with me.” His tongue gently licks me in places I’ve never even dreamt of, making my body tremble and a swirl of pleasure begins building in my belly, and much lower.
Seth’s harsh breathing mixes with mine as he builds me up until all I can feel is the fire burning me from the inside out, and then his mouth is sucking the hard nub of my clit while a finger slides in and out of my wet heat. The pleasure becomes unbearable and then I’m shouting his nam
e as pulse after pulse of pure bliss rocks through me.
Gathering me close, Seth presses his body against mine, the head of his dick slowly sliding into me. He’s big and stretches me, and after he whispers, “I’m sorry,” he’s buried deeply inside while I catch my breath at the fierce hot pain replacing my hunger.
“Breathe,” he whispers, harshly. “Not done this before. Don’t think I can last.” The pain I hear in his voice and see on his face is what I need to make me realize that he’s hurting too. Probably not as fiercely as I did when he tore through my virginity, but he’s hurting because he hurt me.
I hold him close, slipping my hands to the naked round cheeks of his butt, and gripping him tightly, I whisper, “I want to feel your cock harden and swell just before you release. I want to feel your semen coating the inside of me while I watch your face. I want to watch you come, Seth.”
I tighten my muscles and dig my nails into his butt.
“Fuck!” he roars, coming, his gaze not leaving mine, even when his eyes start to roll into the back of his head. He rocks hard, sliding and pulsing against my sensitive walls, and then my eyes widen in surprise as I feel my own orgasm hurtling toward the edge.
“Oh, Seth. Don’t stop doing that.” I strain upwards, but he holds me down.
Dipping his head, he suckles hard on a nipple and I fly apart. My body convulses, my core feels swollen as it pulses around the length of his dick—I don’t know how he fit in there. I don’t care either. The thick slow slide of him draws out my release to the point that I’m shaking with aftershocks when he gives me his full weight.
He buries his face in the curve of my neck, panting hard while my hands slide through the short strands of hair. His firm hands hold my bottom, keeping his flesh buried deep.
“I never knew it could be like that between a man and a woman,” I whisper, a soft smile on my face when Seth turns to look at me.
“Me either.” Seth slides slowly out of my body, and rolling us, I find my head resting on his chest. “No one else is ever going to see you like this. Ever Paige. We’re each other’s firsts, and we’re going to be each other’s last. I know I’m sounding like an overbearing asshole, but I can’t help being possessive of you. You’ve been through more than anyone in one lifetime ever should, with me by your side. That means something. I can’t let you go.”
“I like you being possessive.” I smile against his chest and kiss a hard nipple. “I’m not as scared with you by my side. You make me feel like anything is possible as long as we’re together.” I rest my hands on his chest, my chin on them, and make sure I have his gaze. “That’s why I’m here in Boston. You need to finish school. It’s one semester. I do love Boston, or at least I used to do until I got sick. I might find that I love it again while we’re here. I’m just not hardheaded anymore and I know I want to be wherever you are.”
Seth caresses the back of my head with a hand and brings me up to reach his mouth. “I love you.” He kisses me deeply in a long, slow drugging kiss, not letting me say anything to him after his declaration.
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