Chapter 37
“You have no idea what you do to me, honey.”
Demi leans back on the bed, her chest panting up and down still. I had to will myself not to fucking lose myself during that for the second time. I can see her dimples from here as she smiles while lying back.
“Liam,” she whispers my name, but her voice is raspy as she leans up to her elbows.
I stand and her eyes dart to my sweats where it couldn’t be more obvious I’m turned on right now.
I’ve never moved my way slowly through a bedroom before.
There’s been foreplay and then sex and it’s finished.
But with Demi all I want to do is take my time and hold all these moments close.
I have no fucking idea how long this will last, if it were up to me we’d never stop.
But I told her this was all on her terms. I can admit maybe I regret leaning so hard into that when I know how I feel about her.
“I want you.” She sits up and reaches for my sweatpants, pulling them down to my ankles and I step out of them as I stand at the edge of her bed.
Her oversized band T-shirt is bunched up around her stomach, and I lean myself forward as I crawl over her on the bed, running my hand under the fabric.
My hand cups her breast. I knew she wasn’t wearing a bra, and I smirk when she moans at the pressure of my palm.
I move my lips to the shell of her ear, lightly dragging my finger over her nipple, back and forth.
“Prove it,” I say against her skin, taking my tongue to her neck.
She shudders, and I feel her hips nudge me as I’m leaning over her. She takes a moment, but her hand reaches for me, and I hiss at the way she delicately grips me from over my boxers.
I twitch at her touch. Holy fucking shit, this is not going to take long.
My lips find the spot below her ear, and she whimpers again. Demi spreads her legs even wider beneath me as she takes her hand and dips it into my boxers. I already know there’s no going back once I feel her hand wrap around me.
I’ll never feel this turned on by anyone else in my life.
“I have a condom in my wallet,” I say as I pull myself away briefly.
My eyes linger on her as I grab it and pull my boxers down before sliding it over me. Her legs are wide open, and I have half a mind to just devour her again, but she pulls at my forearm.
“Come on, Twelve,” she rasps, and I reach for her T-shirt.
She pulls both arms out, and I can’t help but stare at the woman lying before me. She’s stunning. Every inch, every curve, it’s all I want. Now. Forever. But I don’t say that out loud. The last thing I want to do is scare her away.
“What?” she asks when I don’t immediately move.
“I’m just enjoying the view.”
She smiles from where she’s lying. Dark brown hair splayed over the pillows. Chocolate-coated eyes watching my every move as I bring myself even lower toward her. Her fingers feather my triceps as I’m hovering over her, and I bring my lips to hers.
Demi’s hands grip onto my shoulders and she pulls me closer to her, the tip of my cock grazing her entrance as our kiss deepens.
Slowly, I edge myself in and feel her tense up the second I do.
“Oh fuck. You’re so tight, Dem.”
She lets out a gasp when I push harder, and I feel her fingers press into my back.
“Yes,” I hear her whisper against my shoulder and pride swells in my chest. She feels so fucking good, I can’t believe there’s a chance I could’ve gone my whole life without this.
She inhales sharply when I push in again, pulling out slowly in hopes to help her get used to it. Her little moans and whimpers are enough to send me over the edge, and when I feel her nails digging into my back, pulling me closer, I know she wants more.
“You want all of it, Dem?”
I feel her nod through a moan, and I thrust into her. Her back arches and she cries out as I pull all the way out before thrusting in again. Harder this time.
“Oh fuck,” she cries. Her hand reaches up to her breast, and I quickly move it out of the way and replace it with my mouth.
My teeth pull at her nipple as I keep thrusting into her. My movements slow, but I keep the pressure hard. Consistent. I know it’s what she wants as her body moves in rhythm with mine.
“Keep going,” she says against my ear.
And it’s nothing but our bodies together and heavy panting from us both as we move together in a way I’ve never done before.
I’ve never been so goddamn in sync with someone sexually.
“Fuck, Dem,” I pant out against her breast, feeling myself almost bottom out inside her. I hold still, breathing against her skin and moving my lips up to hers.
“You’re taking me so well,” I whisper against her lips, my voice ragged as I pull out and then thrust back in. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”
Another thrust.
Demi cries out a string of curses before she pulls my lips to hers.
She sucks on my tongue, nipping at it as she starts to shake underneath me.
I can feel her walls starting to crumble and know I’m just seconds behind her as I’m pushing in and out, over and over, until Demi completely falls apart under me.
Her hips wiggle and her heart looks like it might beat right out of her chest. She keeps her hands on the back of my neck, bringing her forehead to mine as she whispers “so good” against my lips, and I feel my body jerk at the warmth of her breath against my skin.
My stomach tightens and I growl out a mixture of whimpers and curses as I come harder than I’ve ever come before.
Demi Sanchez has fucking ruined me.