Chapter 28
“Are you sure that’s what you want?”
“You tell me,” Kristen said, curious to see what he’d learned from reading her books, other than the same old stuff that every romance author put in her books to make readers fall in love.
The build-up to the first kiss, the interruption, and then finally, the characters make love, all while the leading male takes charge so that the readers could imagine themselves in the leading lady’s place with small touches, lingering glances, and almost kisses to help build reader anticipation.
She’d used what little experience that she’d had with men, what she’d read in other romance novels, and a few things that she came up with over the years to create her sex scenes.
She didn’t think that there was anything particularly special in her books that would make her fall in love.
If she was writing this scene, she would have him press another kiss against the back of her neck, perhaps a kiss or two along her spine, a few barely-there caresses of his fingertips along her skin as he did it.
That would be followed by having her roll over onto her back, a few whispered words about how beautiful she was, a tender kiss, a look of appreciation as he ran his eyes over her while her heroine lay there, trembling with anticipation, wondering what he would do next even as she struggled not to beg him to touch her again.
And when he did touch her again...
Her heroine would release soft little gasps and moans, whispering his name while he kissed a path from her throat to her navel before taking his time licking and kissing her breasts, teasing her nipples while his hand moved between her legs.
The hero of her story would start off with teasing touches, careful not to frighten the timid heroine, and when he felt her body relax, he would slip his fingertips between her lips and tease her, alternating between teasing her clit and making her crave something more, until finally, her heroine couldn’t take it anymore and the hero of her story would move between her legs as he took her mouth.
He’d kiss her as he reached down and cupped the back of her knee, using the hold to pull her leg up so that he could settle more comfortably between the heroine’s legs, the move causing the large, hard cock between his legs to settle against her.
Her hero would tease her, sliding his cock between her legs until her heroine couldn’t take it anymore and whispered his name.
That’s all he would need to know that she was ready.
With one last kiss, the hero of her story would pull away just far enough so that he could look in her eyes as he flexed his hips back, dragging the tip of his cock down her slit until it was where it needed to be.
He’d watch her as he pushed the thick tip inside the heroine, watched her lick her lips, listened to her gasp, moan and whisper his name as she reached up and cupped his face in her hands.
From there, he’d take his time sliding the rest of the way inside her, savoring the feel of her silk walls tightening around him and giving her a chance to get used to his size as he stretched her.
When he was finally inside, he would lean back down and take her lips in another sweet kiss as he began to move, rolling his hips slowly, teasing her, and leaving her struggling not to fall in love with him.
Just when the heroine didn’t think that she could take anymore, he would change his rhythm, moving harder, faster, leaving her breathless as she wrapped her body around his, struggling to hold on only to have a scream ripped from her lips as pleasure unlike anything she’d ever experienced before tore through her body, leaving her with no choice but to scream his name.
In reality, she was probably thirty seconds away from feeling him shift on the bed, followed by the sounds of him opening the drawer in his nightstand so that he could search for a condom.
That would be followed by him making quick work of tearing the condom open, rolling it over his cock, and giving her ass a quick squeeze before he told her to turn over.
If she was lucky, she’d get a few touches and a kiss as he reached between her legs to ensure that she was wet before he settled between her legs.
He’d kiss her again, hoping that it would be the distraction that she needed as he aimed his cock between her slit and pushed.
Before he was fully inside her, he’d start fucking her while his hand reached between their bodies and found her breast, kneading it as he groaned, and-
“Oh, God...” Kristen managed to get out on a moan as those incredibly talented hands of his began moving over her back again.
It felt so good, Kristen thought, slowly closing her eyes as Garrett worked his hands over her, gently caressing her skin as he managed to help her muscles relax.
Nothing, and she meant absolutely nothing, had ever felt this good before.
As she lay there, completely relaxed, Garrett moved his hands over her, taking his time massaging her back and shoulders before running his hands over her arms and down her fingertips, leaving her with no choice but to moan.
As he ran his fingertips over the back of her fingers, Kristen felt his lips brush against her neck, his warm breath teasing her skin as he slowly pulled his fingertips back, the move causing goosebumps to race across her skin.
He slowly ran his fingertips over her arms before he dropped his hands away and placed them on the bed as he began kissing a path down her neck.
She felt him shift lower on the bed as he continued leaving a trail of kisses down her neck as she felt the tee-shirt covering slide away, the move causing the soft material to caress her skin.
Seconds later, she felt his hands on her bottom, gently kneading each cheek as he took his time kissing a path down her spine.
Before his lips found the small of her back, she felt him shift away from her and-
“God, you really have no idea how good that feels,” Kristen mumbled weakly when his hand found her thigh as he pressed his lips against the small of her back.
“You like that?” Garrett asked against her skin only to make her moan when he pressed his lips against one cheek and then the other as his hand moved, massaging the back of one thigh.
“I thought you were supposed to know what I liked,” Kristen said with a teasing smile only to groan when he shifted his attention to the other leg.
“Touché,” Garrett said as she felt him sit up and-
“I definitely like that,” Kristen said, moaning softly when he slid his hand between her thighs and massaged her sore muscles.
Seconds later, she felt him shift on the bed again as his other hand joined in, massaging the inner thigh of her right leg as she lay there, more relaxed than she’d ever felt before.
God, this man had magical hands, Kristen thought, completely at his mercy.
He took his time, massaging her thighs, moving from the inner thigh to the back of her thigh before moving down the back of her calves and back up again, ending with him gently kneading her bottom before his hands slid back down between her thighs and had her licking her lips as the move teased her.
She felt one hand pull away before he was massaging her inner thigh, his hand slowly moving higher and leaving her with no choice but to spread her legs to make it easier for him. When his thumb teased her slit, she moaned softly against the comforter.
From there, he took his time, massaging her inner thigh, the move teasing her slit before he ran his hand over one cheek and then the other, gently massaging each cheek before he slid his hand down her other thigh, causing his hand to tease her as she lay there, licking her lips as every gentle caress left her desperate for more.
When she felt his hand slide between her legs, Kristen didn’t hesitate, she spread her legs further apart, making it easier for him to trace her slit with his fingertips. While he teased her, he leaned over and pressed his lips against the middle of her back, the move making her ache even more.
As he teased her, Garrett kissed a path back up her spine, the hand between her legs turning so that he could cup her, gently massaging her lips with his hand while he kissed her neck and-
Had her moaning when she felt him slide a fingertip between her lips and slowly pushed inside her.
He slid one long, thick finger inside of her as he kissed the back of her neck.
She was barely aware of her hips shifting and coming off the bed as her back began to arch, making it easier for him to drive her crazy.
The groan he released as she did it had her pressing her forehead against the bed as he continued moving his finger, sliding it in and out of her as she felt his warm breath tease her ear.
“Turn over,” Garrett whispered as he allowed himself one last thrust of his finger before he pulled his hand away.
Trembling, Kristen slowly rolled over onto her back as she opened her eyes to find a pair of intense green eyes watching her.
As soon as her back touched the bed, Garrett was sliding his hand back between her legs, teasing her slit as she ran her eyes over him.
She watched the small muscle in his jaw clench as he watched her, the way the muscles in his chest and bicep moved as he teased her before dropping her gaze and found herself licking her lips as she took in the way that the large bulge between his legs tented the front of his pants.
Never taking his eyes off her, Garrett leaned over her and had her moaning when his mouth found her nipple while his fingertip found her clit, teasing it as he wrapped his lips around her nipple.
He gently suckled her nipple, teasing it with his tongue as he took his time teasing her clit with his fingertip, driving her crazy.
As he teased her nipple with his lips and tongue, Garrett covered her other breast with his hand and began kneading it while the finger on her clit found its way to her core and slid back inside of her.
When she reached up and cupped the back of his head, pulling him to her, Garrett willingly went, taking her mouth in a hungry kiss as the hand between her legs kept moving.
When he paused to add a second finger, Kristen reached over and ran her hand over the hard curve pressed against his pants, tearing a groan from the man that definitely took the time to figure out what she liked. She-
Grumbled when he suddenly broke off the kiss as his hand stopped doing that thing that she liked as he pulled away, leaving her lying there, uncaring that she was pouting. She watched as he slid his hand down his pants and pulled his cock free, making her breath catch in her throat.
Swallowing hard, she watched him stroke the large, thick cock in his hand as he ran his eyes over her, taking in everything from the way that she licked her suddenly dry lips to her breasts, down to her lips and-
“Get back on your hands and knees,” Garrett said softly.
Releasing a shaky breath, she moved to do that only to frown as she watched him turn around and shift so that he was sitting at the end of the bed with his back to her.
Before she could ask him what he was doing, he was lying back on the bed, the hand wrapped around his cock slowly stroking him as he waited for her to move.
Not really sure what to expect, Kristen rolled over and got to her hands and knees only to have Garrett grab hold of her hips and pull closer and-
“Oh, God!” she moaned as she felt the first swipe of his tongue across her slit.
The second one had her shifting her legs apart and her back arching as he used his hold on her hips to pull her closer, the move bringing his mouth tightly against her pussy.
When she felt his tongue part her folds and slide into her, her hands fisted in the comforter as a loud moan was ripped from her lips.
The groan he released as his tongue slid inside her left her whimpering.
It felt so good, Kristen thought as she knelt there, unable to help but moan as he fucked her with his tongue, the move causing his lip to tease her clit while she struggled not to move and ride his tongue.
When he released his hold on her hips to slide his hand over her side and cupped her breast, she found herself glancing back over her shoulder and-
“Please don’t stop,” she whispered, watching as his hand wrapped around his cock and began moving in time with his tongue, letting her know that he was imagining fucking her.
When her hips moved on their own, he growled in approval, the hand on her breast kneading the soft globe as he continued stroking his cock.
She struggled to stop, but she couldn’t, with every gentle squeeze of his hand and slide of his tongue, it drove her crazy, left her desperate for more until she found herself slowly rotating her hips, careful not to dislodge the thick tongue inside her as she watched his hand move to match the rhythm.
It felt so good, too good, Kristen thought, gasping as she was forced to drop her head while she moved as he kept his tongue inside her, allowing her to ride it as she thought about all those times she’d imagined what it would be like to have him touch her, kiss her, and bend her over the couch and-
“Garrett!”
-screamed his name as she felt his muffled growl against her slit seconds before her arms finally gave out, dropping her to the bed, where she struggled to catch her breath and had to admit that he definitely did his homework.