Chapter 18
We get inside an elevator. Of course, he has one in his own house. I take deep breaths and his hand settles on my back in a kind gesture. It calms me immediately. The elevator stops and the doors open. His house has the same colors as what I’d seen on the video that one time. It’s masculine, clean, and sexy. It screams Remy.
He exits the elevator first and I follow closely behind. We walk past the entry and I’m expecting a tour, so when he stops suddenly, I slam into him. My body’s pressed against his. He spins quickly. His hands fly to the back of my head as he towers over me breathing heavily. His strong body feels so good. The way his warm breath tickles my face makes it hard to breathe.
Our eyes collide with so much want. I’m no longer hungry for the McDonalds; I’m only starving for him.
My name leaves his lips as he smashes his mouth to mine. Our lips automatically move in a perfect rhythm. I moan as I feel every part of my body pressed against him. My skin, my apex, my thighs, my hands, and my lips all touch him. I grab his solid shoulders and moan. He growls. I need more of him. I want to taste him.
I run my tongue slowly over the seam of his lips. He opens them as his hands tighten in my hair.
Then one of his hands slips from my face to my neck, his hand pauses to feel the crazy beat of my heart. My tongue enters his mouth and I tilt my head to explore. He mimics it, kissing me tenderly. His taste is addictive and perfect. My tongue tangles with his, and I lean my body into his. I feel his thickness grow against my stomach. I moan again. This time rocking my hips upward, trying to cause friction between my aching pussy and his hard cock. I want him to destroy me. I want to feel full and completely satisfied.
His grip around my neck intensifies and I moan again. I grip his shoulder muscles tighter and he pulls back, breaking our kiss. I pant and open my eyes, staring longingly at him. His eyes are feral.
“Remy,” I pant, unable to make a full conversation. I just need him at this moment.
“Fuck.” He grunts and his hand slips from my neck.
I almost whimper. I don’t want him to stop. I want him to ruin me with multiple orgasms until I beg him to stop. He takes my hand and walks me through the house. His kitchen comes into view and it’s incredible. Bright whites and splashes of gray.
He walks me through the house until we hit a bedroom. His bedroom.
I turn to find him staring at me. Waiting for my approval.
How does this handsome man still not know? I’ve already given him consent.
I push up on my tiptoes and slam my mouth to his. He catches me in his arms and pulls my body into his. His strong, tall, powerful body feels incredible against mine.
The heated, deep kiss is intoxicating. I love the taste of him. A mix of mint and…him?
Our kiss is making the air crackle around us. Especially when his hand settles on the spot over my neck and jaw. It feels so right.
I hum into his mouth as his tongue tangles with mine.
My fingers find his shirt buttons. I unbutton them with shaky fingers. The anticipation is taking over me. I want to take it slow and go fast at the same time.
I bite his bottom lip and he growls fuck against my mouth.
The sounds he makes when I do something excite me to try to do more.
I’ve never been this eager or bold. Definitely not with sex. I’ve had good sex, but Jeremy is screaming great. The wild streak in him, where the pressure of his hand on me increases, and his control tells me it’s going to ruin me for all other men.
How would I be able to compare?
I couldn’t. No one could ever compare to him.
My hands touch his ripples and strong muscles. I moan at the touch of his hair and warm skin.
He”s perfect.
I’m soaking in every second of this kiss and his body under my hands.
When his shirt hangs open, I pull my lips from him and push his shirt off his shoulders. His tanned body makes me thirsty. I lick my lips.
“Star. The way you”re looking at me…” He trails off as if he’s lost for words.
“I’ve wanted to touch you for a while now. To see you in real life. This doesn’t seem real. You don’t seem real,” I say, my eyes still roaming over his body until they meet his blazing gaze.
“You have no idea how much I’ve wondered how sweet these lips would be,” he says, running his thumb over my bottom lip with pressure. “They are better than I thought. And now it makes me think how sweet that pussy of yours would taste.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. His naughty words. The image of him on his knees tasting me…
“Remy,” I breathe. I need him.
I reach for the top of his shorts. Enjoying the feel of his heated skin as I pop the button and unzip him.
“Why do I get the feeling you not trying to remove my clothes is a problem?” I ask, sliding my hands between his shorts and briefs and pushing the shorts down.
“I want to enjoy this moment,” he says, staring down at me. His shorts hit the floor, and he stays still.
I pause and undress him as I absorb his answer. “Why? Do you think it’ll be our last?”
Our eyes hold. His hand touches my cheek softly as he speaks. “Fuck. No. This is the beginning of us. I’ve never thought of myself as being in a relationship. But with you, I see a whole future.”
“Oh,” I say shocked. His words snap me back to his briefs. I push them down, freeing his thick, large cock. Fully erect he’s intimidating but it doesn’t stop my sex from pulsing. I want him more now.
My gaze drinks him in, starting at his cock and moving up to his quizzical face.
“I’ll take care of you,” he rasps.
“You will,” I reply eagerly.
“Now I’m naked for you. I think it”s only fair…” he whispers, leaning into my neck and nipping at my skin.
“Ah.”
“This dress is like wrapping paper. I can’t wait to tear into it.”
Oh no.
But I’m sure one touch or one slide of his thick cock into me and I’ll come. I sink to my knees in front of him.
A hiss leaves his mouth.
I stare up at him from under my heavy lashes. Watching as he registers what I’m about to do.
“You want to suck my cock?” His heated gaze watches me.
“Yes,” I whisper.
“Good because I’ve been dreaming of watching your red lips wrap tightly around my dick as I fuck your sweet mouth.”
He smirks at my shocked state. His hands run through my hair in the softest caresses. But then, he wraps it around his wrist and pulls my hair tight. It’s a delicious sting on my scalp.
“Suck. My. Cock. Nova.”
I shuffle on my knees closer to his strong thick thighs covered in dark hair.
My hands hold his thighs before one hand tries to wrap around his cock, but he’s so thick that I can’t hold him fully.
“You’re so fucking eager,” he mutters.
I nod. Keeping my eyes trained on what I’m doing. I want to blow his mind. I’ve done this once or twice before, and I remember reading an article recently that said to use lots of saliva and your hands.
I bring my mouth to his cock and my breath makes it jerk against my lips.
“Don’t tease. Suck me hard,” he rasps.
His words are uneven, and I love the power I hold already.
“You look so pretty with my cock inside your mouth.”
I flick my gaze up and watch him stare down with the hungriest eyes I’ve ever seen. I smile. His hands are still pulling my hair, and I keep my gaze on him as I take him into my mouth and suck him hard.
“Ah. Fuck!” he shouts.
My hand on his thigh wraps around it, feeling the muscle contract. I flick my tongue over his tip and then take him as far back as I can. My eyes prickle with tears.
“That’s it.” He grunts.
Make it messy…the article says.
I ignore my head telling me to swallow the saliva and I push away any pain.
Pain makes me feel powerful. I fight the urge to gag and let him rock his hips at the same time I tighten my hold on the base of his cock and take him deep as I suck him deep.
“Nova. You’re so fucking good at this,” he mumbles through a shaky breath.
His words encourage me.
I let my teeth gently run along his cock before sucking him harder.
“Fuck,” he curses and begins to fuck my mouth.
He likes that. He likes that a lot. I repeat it. Until his breathing is so loud and he grows thicker in my mouth and hand. I inhale deeply and continue, loving every second of this.
His hand tightens in my hair, and he pauses. My eyes open to watch his darken.
“I’m going to come. And you’re going to swallow all of it.”
I smile around him. My teeth graze him again.
“Wicked woman…” he moans as he comes.
His eyes close. But I keep mine on his face, watching it crease.
I swallow him down. And when he stops jerking in my mouth, his eyes open slowly. Staring with such intensity. As if surprised by me.
I’ve astonished myself.
But maybe it was because I enjoyed it. I’ve never enjoyed it like I did just now. And I know it’s all because of the way he turns me on.
“That was…incredible. Fuck, you’re incredible,” he breathes, still trying to catch his breath.
His hand loosens in my hair and smooths it down. Then he leans down, grabbing my arms and helps me stand.
“Who are you?”
“Nova Lee,” I reply, cheekily.
“Yes, you are. And right now Nova, my star, I want to fuck you so hard.”
I feel his words between my legs. I ache for him. “Do it,” I challenge, my heart beating in my ears at the thought of him doing exactly that.
“Are you wet for me?” he rasps out as his fingers trail over the straps on my dress.
“Yes-s,” I stammer.
He groans at the same time a breathy moan slips from my mouth.
He captures my lips and I immediately open my mouth. Our tongues twirl hungrily as if we’d never kissed before. My hands dive into his hair, and he turns me around and walks me backward.
The backs of my legs hit the bed.
He tears his lips away from mine, keeping his face close. We stare wordlessly at each other as he slips his finger under the dress strap, and it drops off my shoulder. He does the same to the other side until it hits the floor.
I’m not one for expensive lingerie, so I have my Target red cotton bra and matching thong.
“Red…” he whispers.
I roll my lips together.
“My new favorite color.”
“Is it?’ I ask.
“It is now.”
Oh.
My lips part as I look up at him. I’m having a hard time accepting that this is actually happening. That he truly exists.
I keep my eyes on his face as he unhooks my bra clasp. My bra falls to the floor, and he sucks in an audible breath.
My nipples are tight, and he grazes his thumb over one.
“Ah.”
“So responsive to me.”
I mumble, but it’s not really a reply. I’m unable to speak coherently.
He lowers me to the bed. “Lie all the way down.”
“I don’t—” I start to say. “I won’t last.”
“Multiple orgasms.”
Never had that before.
As if he can read my mind.
“Will I be the first guy to do that to you?”
I dip my chin. “Yes.”
The wicked grin on his face tells me he loves that piece of information.
And he won’t give up until he’s had them.
Am I ready for this?
Yes? No?
His mouth closes over my nipple and sucks hard.
“Remy.”
“Mmm,” he mumbles, popping my nipple out of his mouth with a graze of his teeth. Before licking it again.
I rock my hips into him, but his heavy body sits on top of me, making it difficult for me to move.
His mouth bites my nipple and I arch my back as he trails kisses along the other side. And I know that nipple will get the same treatment. The scrape of his teeth. The hard suck. I moan. I need more.
“I can smell how needy your pussy is.”
The dirty talk is so unexpected.
I also didn’t realize how much it would turn me on.
“Please,” I beg. I’m desperate to come. His rough touch and dirty talk send me over the edge.
“You can come.” He peppers my chest and stomach with kisses.
“I need more,” I reply.
My skin prickles from his soft lips and warm mouth. He removes my panties as his mouth lays kisses lower until he pauses at the top of my mound.
“Smooth,” he whispers against my skin.
“Is that how you like...” I don’t want to say your women. It feels wrong.
“I like you the way you are.” He dips his head lower and lays a kiss just above my clit. “Smooth landing strip, full hair. I don’t care.”
“Really?” I exhale.
“Do you like yourself smooth?”
I’ve never thought about how I like the feel of myself.
“I guess. It’s easier.”
He lays a kiss on the opening of my pussy, and I spread my legs wider.
A silent beg.
“So eager,” he mutters before he slides his tongue over my clit unexpectedly.
I close my eyes and tip my head back. “Ah,” I pant.
When his mouth lifts away from my pussy, I groan and reopen my eyes.
“You liked that?”
“Yes. But I want more.”
“Good. I don’t want to stop. I won’t come up for air until I feel you shatter on my tongue.”
My chest rises and falls with my breaths, the anticipation killing me.
I want him to destroy me with his mouth. His dirty-talking mouth needs to be suffocated by me.
Yeah, I want that now.
He settles back between my legs. His fingers stretch my pussy open, and his tongue slowly licks it. He starts at my opening and licks all the way up to my clit. My hands dive into his hair, holding him against me.
I rock my hips so I’m grinding my pussy into his face. The scuff on his face adding the perfect friction.
He fucks me with his tongue and I’m so close.
His fingers touch my swollen clit and rub it in hard slow circles. My back tingles and my toes curl. I come so hard my eyes roll back into my head.
I’m panting to try and catch my breath. When I open my eyes, he”s smiling at me with a glistening mouth. He crawls over me, and his cock hits my opening.
He’s ready.