Chapter 12
Emily couldn’t believe what she was hearing. He’d wanted her all this time? That was…two years ago? And he hadn’t done anything about his interest in her until now?
She would be angry about his lack of action later. Right now, she had Hendrix in her bedroom with his shirt off. Later, she’d berate him for holding back but tonight, she didn’t want him holding anything back. Not a single reaction. She wanted all of him!
“I’m on birth control, but there are also condoms in the bedside table,” she whispered to him.
His eyes seemed to heat up as he processed her words. Would he walk away from her now? Please don’t!
“The condoms have been in that drawer for two years,” she admitted.
Hendrix pulled back slightly. He stared down at her for another long moment, then he turned his head, searching for, and finding, the bedside table. Swiftly, he rifled around in the drawer and found the box. It was buried under a hair ties and…!
“Wait!” she gasped, wiggling out from underneath him. “I’ll get them!” she told him, grabbing his hand before he could…! Too late. Hendrix froze, obviously finding something intriguing in that drawer. He grinned down at her, a dark eyebrow going up, then looked around for the box. Thankfully, a moment later, he found it and pulled it out. He ripped the top of the box open, then dumped several condoms on the bed beside her.
“We’ll talk about the contents of that drawer later,” he promised, then leaned down to kiss her.
Emily wrapped her arms around his neck. “Much later,” she whispered, shifting her legs so that her hips cradled his erection more snuggly against her body.
Hendrix groaned, igniting Emily’s body. She loved that sound and slid her hands down over his shoulders and arms, reveling in the muscles as well as the scent of him. He smelled so good! How could he…?
“Hendrix!” she screamed as his mouth closed over her nipple. The unexpected heat was intense and she tried to wiggle away, but as soon as he lifted his mouth away, her breast felt bereft. Her hands guided him right back to her breast and she gasped again as his mouth obligingly closed over her nipple again, adding a lick, then a nip. Another lick and Emily unconsciously shifted, needing more of him. When he moved to her other breast, Emily knew that she was completely lost.
When he stood up, she whimpered, then watched as he shed his jeans and boxers. Somehow, he’d already toed off his shoes, so when he stood up again, Hendrix was gloriously naked! And boy, was he bigger than she’d anticipated! Wow, there was some impressive equipment hidden under his clothes! Where had that monster been hiding all this time?
“Emily, if you keep staring at it, I don’t think I can move.”
She laughed, delighted with his teasing tone. But was he teasing? She looked up at him, startled by the need she saw in his eyes.
When he reached for her this time, it was to pull her leggings off. He included her panties and tossed everything away. With his hands on her knees, he spread her legs wide, then stared down at her. Emily had never experienced such raw, uninhibited need before. She shivered as he looked at her body, completely vulnerable to him.
“You’re gorgeous,” he hissed, then kissed his way from her knee up to her inner thigh. She was trembling with need by the time he reached his goal, but he surprised her by sliding a finger inside of her first.
She’d always thought that Hendrix had slender fingers, but as his digit entered her body, she found she’d been wrong. Then he twirled that finger around, earning a gasp. What in the world was he doing?
Before she could understand, Hendrix’s hot mouth covered that nub and she moaned, her fingers diving into his hair as his tongue and lips teased her bud while his finger worked its magic inside of her body. Emily had never been so turned on before, so she shouldn’t be surprised by how quickly she climaxed. “Too…soon!” she gasped as she arched her back, trying to slow down the orgasm. But Hendrix knew what he was doing and didn’t relent, controlling her climax by sucking on that nub. And that was all it took. She screamed, her body throbbing with her first release.
When it was all over, she was gasping for hair, feeling as if she’d just survived a tornado.
But when she opened her eyes, Hendrix was kneeling between her legs, rolling a condom down over his shaft. Emily wanted to lick that part of him, to take him into her mouth and drive him just as wild as he’d done to her. However, she could see the determined glint in his eyes and Emily almost whimpered with…fear? Anticipation? Need!
When he bent over her this time, Hendrix kissed her hard and fast, his tongue teasing her while his hands roamed over her body, rousing every nerve ending to fever pitch. Emily hadn’t thought she could be ready again so quickly, but every place Hendrix touched her, she felt that clawing, aching need all over again. So when he nudged himself at her core, she spread herself wider, ready to accept all of him into her body.
Slowly, he gave her a gentle thrust, then pulled back. Again, Hendrix gently eased into her. When he was finally fully embedded inside of her, Emily felt as if she were stretched to the limit. But it wasn’t painful. This was Hendrix!
With a slow, methodical rocking motion, he eased deeper into her body, rousing every inch of her in the process. “Yes!” she whispered, closing her eyes as she arched into each of his thrusts, gripping his shoulders as her body tightened around him.
Emily wanted to give him as much pleasure as he’d given her moments ago, but…she couldn’t seem to figure out how to do that. Everything was such a whirlwind so she simply clung to him, praying that she didn’t explode into little bits.
But she did! Emily cried out, arching her back as another orgasm washed over her. She was nearly in tears as she felt Hendrix’s shaft tighten, swell, and then…he was with her, his groans mingled with her own as he buried his face against her neck.
When he collapsed on top of her, her arms tightened around him and she trembled with joy and happiness. Had that really just happened? She turned her head, startled to find herself looking into Hendrix’s blue gaze.
All she could do was smile and sigh with happiness.