Chapter 14 #2
She wasn’t worried in the least that he might drop her. She felt completely safe in his arms. Hooking her own around his shoulders, she held on as he carried her into his bedroom. His sheets were still thrown back from when they’d gotten out of bed that morning.
Without warning, Kane dropped her onto the mattress.
Aspen chuckled once again. But the second she saw the look of lust in his eyes, her humor fled.
“Off,” he said in a guttural tone, motioning to her shirt with his chin.
Aspen wanted to tease him. Should probably make him work harder to get her naked, but they’d both waited long enough. Grabbing her shirt, she peeled it over her head, then reached for the clasp of her bra.
Kane had taken off his socks and boots and, while she watched, he unbuckled and unzipped his jeans, pushing them, along with his underwear, down and off.
Aspen lay back on the bed and undid her shorts.
She toed off her shoes and lifted her hips.
Kane’s hands were there immediately to help pull her shorts and panties down, until she was completely naked.
Aspen didn’t feel self-conscious about being naked in front of Kane. Raising her arms above her head, she stretched, arching her back and spreading her legs apart slightly. The look in Kane’s eyes, not to mention how hard his cock was, made her feel beautiful.
Kane stood stock still next to the bed, staring at her as if trying to memorize the display before him. Aspen could feel her nipples go tight and hard on her chest, and while she definitely wanted to get on with the festivities, she knew she’d remember this moment for the rest of her life.
“Fuck,” Kane breathed. “I don’t know where to start.”
Aspen smiled and held out a hand. “How about a kiss?” she asked.
He took her hand and the next thing Aspen knew, Kane had settled on top of her. Not next to her, literally on her. She felt a smear of precome against her thigh as he got settled, and she spread her legs apart, giving him more room.
Because they were about the same height, she could feel his throbbing cock against her mound, and his chest hair felt ticklish against her extremely sensitive nipples. He propped himself up on his elbows and speared both hands into her hair, holding her head still.
He stared down at her for a long moment. It didn’t feel awkward in the least. His gaze bored into her own, and she swore she could see into his soul. Corny, but true.
“I want to go slow. Memorize every inch of your beautiful body. Learn what turns you on and what makes you moan. I want to lick your pussy and taste you. I want to see you explode in my arms, then immediately make you come again, even if you think you’re too sensitive.”
With every word out of his mouth, Aspen felt herself getting wetter. He hadn’t even touched her and she was more than ready for him.
“But I’m on the verge of coming just looking at you,” he continued. “Feeling your tits against my chest, seeing your pupils dilated with lust, feeling your hips push up into me just from my words…I can’t think about anything beyond getting inside you.”
“We have plenty of time to explore…later,” Aspen told him. “I want you. Inside me. Now.”
Without another word, Kane leaned over and opened a drawer next to his bed. He grabbed a condom and expertly opened it with his teeth. He leaned up on a hip and covered himself with one hand, then returned to the same position he’d been in a moment ago.
“Slick,” Aspen teased.
Kane actually blushed. “I practiced. I knew when I got you in my bed, I’d have no coordination. So I bought a box, and every night before I jacked off, I’d practice putting on a condom with one hand. Then once it was on, I’d rip the damn thing off and fantasize about you being in here with me.”
He was adorable. Practicing putting on a condom was his nerdiest moment yet, but she couldn’t fault him because all she could think about was getting him inside her—and that practice meant he was ready in seconds.
Shifting until one hand was between them, she tapped his thigh. “Lift up,” she whispered.
He did, and Aspen wrapped her hand around his cock. He wasn’t huge, but he wasn’t small either. He was the perfect size for her.
She couldn’t help squeezing him, and Kane moaned.
Then, not wanting to prolong their foreplay, Aspen notched the head of his dick between her soaking-wet folds.
“As I said, it’s been a while,” she told him. “Go slow.”
Kane nodded, and she felt him slip into her a little. She grabbed his waist but didn’t take her eyes from his. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pushed all the way inside her.
There was a small pinch of pain, but then she finally felt his pubic hair brush against her own. He was in. She squeezed her muscles, and he groaned.
“Fuck, darling, you’re so damn tight. Am I hurting you?”
“No,” she reassured him. “You’re perfect.”
They stayed like that for a long moment. Long enough for Aspen to ask, “Kane?”
“Give me another few seconds,” Kane said between clenched teeth. “If I move, I’m gonna blow, and I want to enjoy this for as long as possible.”
Aspen smiled. Feeling ridiculously pleased that he was having a hard time controlling himself. She knew many women would get upset if their man couldn’t hold off, but to her, it was the ultimate compliment.
Then Kane took a deep breath, one she felt against her belly, and he lifted up, looking down between them.
“God, that’s so hot,” he said, more to himself than her.
Aspen looked down and had to agree. She could see her nipples sticking straight up, the pooch of her small belly that she’d never been able to lose, but more importantly, she saw the way their body hair meshed together. She always kept herself trimmed, and he obviously did too.
Then Kane moved his hips back, and she saw his cock appear from inside her, the condom shiny with her excitement.
“Watch,” he ordered, but Aspen wasn’t about to look away. He pushed back inside her, and somehow the sight of him entering her body made what they were doing all the more intimate.
“That’s right, take me,” he said softly. He pulled back and pushed in again. Then again. Aspen couldn’t take her eyes away from the erotic sight of him slowly fucking her.
“You feel so amazing,” he told her. “Hot, wet, and tight. You’re like a fucking glove, squeezing me.”
Discovering Kane was a dirty talker was surprising. For someone who called himself a nerd, he certainly wasn’t acting like one now.
Then he startled her by thrusting so hard, the smack of their flesh hitting together was loud in the quiet room.
They both groaned.
“Sorry,” he said immediately.
“Don’t be! Do it again,” Aspen ordered.
Kane grinned and ever so slowly pulled out of her, until only the tip of his cock was inside, then he slammed in once again. Aspen threw her head back on his pillow and moaned.
“You like that,” he said.
It wasn’t a question, but Aspen nodded again. “Slow is nice, but fast is fucking amazing,” she told him.
“Can you come from this?” he asked as he thrust hard into her again.
Aspen shook her head. “No, but it feels really good.”
“Touch yourself,” Kane ordered.
Blinking in surprise, Aspen looked up at him.
“I want to feel you come around me, and I’m not going to last very long, especially not if I’m fucking you hard and fast. You feel too good. But I’ll be damned if you don’t come our first time.”
“It’s okay, Kane.”
“It’s not. Touch yourself, darling, show me how you like it. Slow and steady, or fast and hard?”
Feeling a little self-conscious, Aspen moved her hand back down between them. Kane came up on his hands, keeping them connected and looked down as she began to strum her clit.
She’d masturbated more frequently than she was comfortable admitting, even to Kane, but nothing felt better than having him stuffed inside her while she stroked herself.
“I can feel your muscles contracting around me,” Kane said as she moved her fingers faster. “That’s it, God, this is amazing. Keep going.”
Aspen tuned him out as her orgasm got closer and closer.
She tried to buck up, but couldn’t move because Kane was on top of her.
Then she tried to slam her legs together, but again, Kane’s body prevented her from moving.
The orgasm rising inside her was so huge, it was somewhat frightening, so she stopped touching herself.
But Kane wasn’t having that. He shifted until he could get one of his own hands between them and took up where she left off.
His fingers were calloused and felt rougher against her sensitive bud than her own touch.
Her folds were soaking wet, and his fingers slid easily against her clit, taking her higher and higher.
Aspen grabbed hold of his biceps and dug her fingernails into his skin, trying to delay her orgasm.
She knew she was going to shatter into a million pieces and he was the only thing holding her together.
His touch almost hurt, but in a good way.
One second she was hanging on to the precipice and the next, she flew over it.
Her stomach clenched, her thighs shook, and she tried to curl up into a ball to better weather the orgasmic storm, but could only lie on the bed and take the pleasure Kane was giving her.
Just when she thought he was going to let her come down, he groaned and started fucking her. Hard. Her tits bounced up and down with every one of his thrusts—and just like that, Aspen was coming again.
“God, that feels so good! You have no idea,” Kane ground out as he thrust forcefully in and out of her.
“I…think…I…do,” Aspen said in time with his thrusts.
“I can’t hold out—I’m coming,” Kane growled between clenched teeth. Then he put a hand on Aspen’s butt and pulled her against him, holding himself as far inside her as he could get, and came.