She is Mine: Steamy Instalove

“You’re very talented, Kaylee. I don’t think you even realize how much.”

“That’s...that’s very kind of you.”

“I mean it,” he growls. “I’ve never met anyone like you...you’re so driven...so full of ideas...and so damn beautiful.”

I draw in a breath, unable to believe what I just heard. I never expected him to say anything like that out loud, even though I can feel this whole thing building up to some kind of climax. I’ve never really been called beautiful before, not even by the men who eye me up like a piece of meat. It jolts something deep inside me. It makes me feel desired, and it makes me feel full of desire for him in return.

“Kaylee...the second I laid my eyes on you, I knew there was something special about you,” Christian growls. “I knew I wanted you right away. I know that I shouldn’t pursue you...you’re so much younger than me but you have to understand that I’ve never felt this way before. I want you so badly. It’s not just a want. It’s a need.”

I gasp as he stands up, towering over me as I sit at the table. He takes my hands and pulls me to my feet.

“If you don’t feel the same, then you need to go. I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself back from you,” he growls. I reach up, fingers trembling, to touch his face. He groans at the contact.

“I feel exactly the same,” I whisper. “Christian...I want you.”

He doesn’t need any further encouragement. He grabs me and pulls me in for a hard kiss. I gasp against his lips as his hands roam my body, grabbing my ass, caressing my hips, moving between us to grope at my breasts. It’s all happening so fast and my heart is racing faster than I thought was possible, but I want this so badly that even if my body can’t survive the sheer pleasure of this, I know I’ll die happy in his arms.

Our bodies are pressed hard together as we kiss. Every inch of him is hard. His grip on my ass is hard, his chest pressed to mine is hard, his cock…

God, I can feel it pressing up against me through his pants. It’s hard as a rock and clearly big. I’ve never been intimate with a man so I don’t know much, but his bulge against me lets me know that I’m certainly in for a wild ride.

“I want you,” he growls, sweeping me up into his arms. He kisses me again as he carries me up to his bedroom. My heart is shuddering in my chest. I know that I shouldn’t be doing this. He’s far too old for me. My father would go crazy if he knew. I’ve only just met Christian too. But I know somewhere inside me that this is the most natural thing in the world. This was meant to happen, I just know it. Me and Christian, we’re meant to be.

As he takes me into the bedroom, I feel my stomach twist in anticipation. I don’t know what to expect, but I couldn’t be more excited. As he lays me down on the bed and swiftly tugs off my jeans, I can feel my legs trembling. I discard my T-shirt quickly with a rush of confidence, leaving me only in my bra and panties. Standing at the side of the bed, Christian growls at the sight of me. He begins unbuttoning his shirt, his tie already discarded to one side.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he growls as he reveals to me his bare toned torso. I don’t have the strength to reply, bowled over by the sight of him standing half-naked in front of me. I can barely breathe. How am I supposed to get anywhere tonight when I’m transfixed simply by his bare skin?

But what Christian does next doesn’t require me to do anything at all. He kneels down at the side of the bed and grabs my legs, pulling me to the edge so that my legs hang over his shoulders, his face positioned between my legs. He groans, almost sounding pained.

“Let’s get rid of these panties,” he growls, and before I can even respond, he’s yanked them off in one swift movement. Then, before I can react, he buries his face between my legs.

My pussy is so wet that I must be soaking his face. As his tongue begins to work magic on my clit, I have to stop myself from screaming out. His hands grip my legs, keeping me in place even as my whole body trembles from the things he’s doing to me. He implied that he’s never done this before, and yet he seems like an expert to me. As his mouth plants kisses on my pussy, I see stars, feeling high on the sensations he’s gifting to me with his lips.