Mine Always (One Night with You)

5. Lacey

I takea step back and bump into the sink. My heart is pounding so hard that I’m sure he must hear it. “Here? Now?”

“Here. Now,” he repeats the words before lowering his head to kiss me. The moments his lips touch mine, the same tingly sensation from earlier spreads through my body.

I melt against him, grabbing onto his lapels to steady myself.

Ryan puts an arm around my waist and drags me closer. We’re touching from thigh to toe. He’s hard and I work my hips in a small circle.

His answering groan is all the encouragement I need. I do it again and again while he continues to kiss me.

He moves from my lips to my cheeks, to my jaw, down my neck, and to the valley of my chest. The stubble from his beard keeps scraping me, creating a delicious friction that’s only making me wetter.

“How do I get this off?” He demands of the dress.

“There are little pearl buttons in the back,” I answer, breathless and dizzy from his kisses. I never knew it could feel this amazing to be kissed. Never knew it could leave me feeling so achy.

I lean onto the counter by the sink, needing to feel something solid under my legs.

He growls in frustration then finally plunges his hands down the front of my dress, carefully lifting my breasts out of it and my bra.

“You’re a good problem solver,” I say as he ducks his head.

He takes one of my nipples in his mouth and just like that, I’ve entered my own personal version of heaven. He swirls his tongue around, lapping at me until I’m writhing against him.

His fingers play with the hem of my dress, sliding higher and higher until he’s in my panties. He brushes my soft curls that are soaking. “Have you been this wet all night?”

I nod, too lost in the haze of lust to feel embarrassed about the fact. “I’ve wanted you for weeks now.”

“I made you ache, didn’t I, kitten?” He palms my mound. “You kept wondering what it would be like to be underneath me, to feel my cock pounding into your beautiful pussy.”

I nod and instantly wish I hadn’t. I don’t want Ryan knowing how much I ached when he’s probably never thought about me before tonight.

“Look at me.” His voice is rough even as his fingers are gentle, stroking across my folds and sliding through my wetness.

I force my gaze up, hoping he won’t see the longing. The things I’ve always wanted to say to him. To do with him.

“The feeling is mutual,” he tells me.

His words help me let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “Did you really want me before tonight?”

“I’ve dreamed about this moment so many times, kitten. About how hot and tight you’ll be when I’m finally inside you.” His fingers slip into my channel as his thumb finds my clit. He works my body like an instrument he’s always known how to play.

My breath comes in ragged pants. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”

Sure, I’ve used a vibrator. It gets a regular workout thanks to Ryan and I burn through batteries crazy fast. But I’ve always stuck with the external one. I’ve never tried anything more.

Still, there’s no comparison to having him staring down at me. His blue gaze is trained on my face. Being the sole focus of his attention is intoxicating and exhilarating. Like riding a rollercoaster at midnight after the park is closed.

“I hear you working that little toy at night,” he says. “And every time, I imagine barging into your room and showing you exactly what it feels like to have a man touching you. Bringing you to the brink. Satisfying your every need.”

My body clenches around him, not wanting his thick fingers to leave me. Euphoria dances just out of reach.

“I bought it because of you.” The words leave my mouth as a whimper.

He pauses, stopping all of his delicious motions.

I groan, ready to beg, sob, or plead. Whatever he wants me to do, I’ll do it if he’ll just let me get there.

“Is that true?” There’s something harsh on his face.

I nod.

He lets loose with a string of profanities and resumes touching me. “If I’d known that you were settling for some second-rate toy when you wanted my body, I’d have been all over you, kitten. I’d have fucked you from the first moment I laid eyes on you.”

The words and the way he’s touching me deliver wave after wave of pleasure. They build to a crescendo that causes a rush of bliss through my whole body.

It’s not until he claps a hand over my mouth that I even realize I was screaming and crying out. My whole body is shaking and trembling like I touched a live wire. All the self-serve orgasms before this are nothing in comparison to this moment with Ryan.

He gives me a wicked grin. “Save your voice, baby. I’m not through with you yet.”

* * *

Ryan

Shit,I don’t think there is any sight sweeter than watching my little kitten come because my fingers are buried in her tight pussy. My balls are heavy, and my cock is aching for her. From the release that would come from being with her.

She shivers and seems to realize she’s topless. She tugs at my suitcoat and I shrug out of it, tossing it onto the settee by the door.

Then she reaches for the buttons of my dress shirt.

I realize she’s never seen the scars I keep covered. I put my hands over hers. “I have the body of a soldier.”

She gave me the most perfect thing ever, her body. But mine is different. It’s scarred from years of protecting others.

She frowns. “Does that mean I can’t see you?”

I hesitate before deciding that she’s mine now, which makes me hers. So, she’ll see them eventually.

She resumes unbuttoning my shirt as soon as I drop my hands. Then I’m letting her help me out of it. In the mirror behind her, I catch a glimpse of the ugly scars that wrap their way around my shoulder and bicep, stopping just at my forearm.

It’s hard to hide the deformity. There are clearly chunks of muscle missing from my bicep. The doctors said I was lucky to regain full use of the arm.

She traces the scars with her fingertips. “Does it hurt?”

I don’t have a right to complain about the physical pain. “I watched every man in my unit die that day. But at least, I got a purple piece of metal out of it.” I can’t keep the sarcasm from my voice.

She slides off the sink and kneels on the floor, undoing my belt.

My breathing speeds up. “What are you doing?”

She pushes down my pants and underwear. “I’m thanking you for your service, soldier.”

Then she leans forward and kisses my cock. Her lips are feather soft as she moves from the root to the tip, worshipping my body like I’m not scarred or broken.

She wraps her lips around me and sucks lightly before backing away. The slight trembling motion and her hesitancy have me putting the pieces together pretty quick.

She’s never done this before.She’s never given a blowjob and damn if it doesn’t make me feel like a king to know I’m the only one who’s ever had the privilege of those pretty lips on my cock.

She takes me deeper with each round and I stay as still as I can, trying to let her learn her way around my body.

But after a few minutes, I’m tangling my fingers in her hair and working that pouty little mouth, guiding it exactly where I need it.

Then I’m reaching the edge, the place where there’s only the abyss of pleasure waiting for me. Summoning my strength, I pull from her mouth, liking the wet pop it makes as I leave her.

She peers up at me anxiously. “Did I do it wrong?”

I touch her cheek, feeling an unexpected rush of tenderness for her. “That was fuckin’ amazing. But I need to be inside your pussy the first time I come with you.”