Price of a Kiss (Forbidden Men 1)

He shouted out my name and bucked us both a couple of inches off the bed.

“What did I do wrong this time?” I demanded, sitting up again to pierce him with a pointed look.

Panting, he stared up at me through a wild glaze. “N…nothing. That was…that was…perfect.”

The dazed expression on his face made me pause. “Haven’t you ever been licked there before?”

“No,” he said in a strained voice.

“Really?” I arched an eyebrow. “What is wrong with the women of Waterford?”

He shook his head, still looking completely bowled over. “F…fellatio is more about my pleasure, and none of them really cared about my pleasure so…oh!…God.”

His back bowed off the bed again as I took as much of him into my mouth as I could fit. Wrapping my fingers around the rest of the base, I sucked hard, being careful not to bite. Then I let my tongue roam, investigating every bump and vein. Next came a little deep throating.

“Reese!” His voice was high and strangled. “Oh, my God. Oh…” I think I actually heard his eyes roll into the back of his head. “…shit.”

Yes, I give a damn fine B.J. if I do say so myself.

I knew he was right on the edge when he let go of the two handfuls of sheets he’d fisted his fingers around and sat upright. “I can’t wait any longer. I need…I need to touch you. Now.”

He pulled me off him, flipped me onto my back, and was on top of me so fast it knocked the wind out of me.

The kiss that followed was so hot, it melted my panties away. Literally. Well, okay, I think he ripped my panties away. But either way, after we were done giving each other mouth to mouth, I was completely naked, he had a condom on, and things had gotten real hot up in this loft apartment. My entire body throbbed with heat and moist, aching need.

Mason grasped my hip and manually draped my leg around his waist. I followed his lead and wrapped the other around him, hooking my feet together at the base of his back.

Sliding his palm up my thighs, he cupped my ass and lifted me enough to align our bodies. My core pulsed in anticipation, tightening my nipples into hard sensitive buds and tugging on the nerves in my thighs.

When he dipped in a finger to find me wet, we both moaned. Another digit followed. He stroked me until I arched and panted under him. His mouth did sinful things to my breasts. I never wanted him to stop.

After he pulled his fingers free, he replaced them with something much larger that nudged my entrance and made my vision gray. Oh, God. We were doing this. We were doing it right now. I held my body taut in eager excitement as his blunt tip pressed a little deeper.

The only other person I’d ever had sex with had been Jeremy, and he’d been so controlling and domineering, I wasn’t absolutely positive what the normal procedure was. What if Mason wanted me to be more involved, or less involved, or…?

As if sensing my sudden insecurity, Mason looked up, his face flushed. “Reese? Are you sure?”

That was it. His concern for me broke through all my fears about proper procedure. I needed this man now, in every way possible.

I nodded like a bobble-headed doll. “Yes. Yes. Please.”

He set his forehead against mine and thrust forward, impaling me fully.

Oh.

God.

I sucked in a sharp, startled breath, not expecting so much, so soon. Oh, God. So very, very much. He hadn’t hesitated once. My body couldn’t adjust and I slapped his back in uncontrollable panic. “Stop! Wait, wait, wait.”

He immediately fell still and pulled his shoulders back to look into my eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Are you okay? I thought you said—”

He began to pull out, but I locked my legs tighter around him to stop any movement whatsoever.

I shushed him, needing silence so I could clear my head. “I’m fine. I’m fine.” My mind was scrambled. I felt so stretched and full. He seemed everywhere. My thoughts were a scattered, disorganized mess.

It was too freaking overwhelming.

“I just…I need a moment. I wasn’t expecting it to be so…You’re so big. Bigger than…” I looked into the worried, frantic face above me, and once again, that was all I needed. I grew famished. “Mmm.”