Chapter 14 #2
My heart pounds at the intensity of this moment, at her bold, confident moves, and I don’t dare say anything to stop her.
My eyes fall to her chest as she pulls the strap down farther, revealing her breast completely.
My chest rises and falls with nervous excitement as my hand slides up to cup her naked flesh.
Her lips part as soon as I touch her, her eyes darkening and going wild.
I squeeze gently, and her eyes close when I brush my thumb across her hardened nipple.
Needing more, my left-hand moves to the other strap and slides it down to expose both breasts completely.
I take them both into my hands before leaning down and kissing the tops of each one.
“Perfect,” I mutter as I run my tongue across the tight little buds.
She leans back onto the counter, gasping when I take one pink nipple into my mouth and gently bite it.
Her body shivers, and I want nothing more than to make her have that reaction over and over again.
God, I want her. I need her so damn bad that my cock aches to be inside of her.
I tense, shocked, when she slides her fingers along the waistband of my sweatpants.
She wants this as much as I do. Pure heated desire scorches through me, and I release her nipple only to return to her mouth.
Wrapping a hand around the base of her neck, I hold her as my tongue slides over hers.
My breathing becomes labored as her hand glides down the front of my pants.
Christ! I’m gonna explode any damn second.
I moan when she wraps her hand around me.
She freezes, a sharp intake of breath letting me know she’s pleasantly surprised.
I’m not small by any means. She squeezes me harder, causing me to whisper her name against her mouth, and I almost prematurely end all the fun when she speaks her next words.
“Make love to me, Aaden.” Her voice is a soft, feminine whisper.
I yank my mouth from hers and stare into her eyes. A shiver goes through her at the raw heat I’m certain is present in mine. I caress her cheek as I scan her face, looking for reassurance. I knew this was where we were going, but I don’t want any doubts. “Are you sure?”
She nods and gently pushes me away from her.
Reluctantly, I take a few steps back. I don’t want to be away from her.
I need to touch her, but I’m letting her take the lead here.
I watch her, knowing she’s nervous yet excited at the same time.
She stares at me, eyes hooded, as she lowers her arms and lets the gown slip over her hips.
It lands in a silky puddle at her feet, leaving her standing in front of me in nothing except a black thong.
I fight the urge to growl like a hungry predator as my eyes take in her curves.
She is pure perfection. I can practically feel the blood racing to my cock, and something inside of me snaps.
I reach out and pull her into a wild, untamed kiss, and all thoughts leave my brain other than the one that tells me I need to be inside of her.
Now! My hands move to her ass, and I pick her up, carrying her back to the couch.
Her legs wrap around me, and the heat from her center has my dick practically begging to be set free.
Our mouths never leave each other’s as I lay her down on the warm leather couch.
I can feel her heart pounding against me.
I push myself off of her, standing and staring down at her as I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my sweats and push them down my hips.
Her breath catches in her throat when my erection is freed.
Her eyes widen as she takes in how long and thick I am.
Normally, my chest would swell with pride, but the only thing I can focus on is her.
I slowly climb on top of her, her legs spreading apart, allowing me to lie between them.
The thin material of her thong is the only thing between us.
She wraps her hands around my neck as I stroke her cheek.
It would kill me, but I’d stop right now if she said she’d changed her mind.
“Are you alright?” I ask.
“I’m nervous,” she whispers.
“If you’re not ready—”
“No! I want to.”
Thank God. I kiss her again and slowly slide my hand into the front of her panties. I groan when I find her soaking wet center. “Jesus, baby,” I whisper against her lips. “You’re so fucking wet.”
Her face flushes, but before she gets the chance to be too embarrassed, I slip a finger inside of her.
She gasps as her back arches against me.
Fuck, she is so responsive. I can only pray I can last long enough to make it good for her.
I move my finger in and out, then add another.
Her nails dig into my neck as a soft moan slips from her lips.
That does it. With a surge of impatience, I sit up, hook my fingers into the sides of her thong and slide it off, dropping it on the floor beside us.
My cock jerks, wanting in on the action, tired of being denied.
I kiss her stomach then lick my way back up to her mouth.
Taking her face in one hand, I stare down at her, needing to confirm she’s ready one last time.
“You’re sure?”
She’s panting as she stares up at me, her lips swollen from all of our kissing.
It’s only a few seconds, but it feels like an eternity until she nods and pulls me back to her mouth.
I slide my tongue inside, making love to her mouth with my own as I spread her legs a little more.
My heart jackhammers when the tip of my cock bumps against her entrance.
Finally, I get to feel her, all of her. With a slow flex of my hips, I enter her.
She gasps and squeezes my arms as her inner walls clamp around me.
I grit my teeth, fighting to keep from ending this before it’s even begun.
Jesus, she’s so damn tight. With a few steadying breaths, I manage to regain control.
“Relax,” I whisper. “I’ll go slow.”
She nods, and I push forward, filling her even more.
“Almost there, baby.” My voice is low and thick.
Her eyes widen, then close as I pull out, then push all the way in, finally planted deep inside of her.
I’ve never felt anything this fucking good in my life.
A low, vibrating groan rumbles in my throat as I hold myself still, waiting for her to adjust. She releases a breath, but not the death grip she has on my shoulders. I can’t take it any longer.
“Leah, baby, I’ve gotta move.” I’m practically panting, and the real work hasn’t started yet.
She nods, and I waste no time in slowly pumping into her.
I can feel the thundering of her heart as my weight presses down on top of her.
I kiss her shoulder softly, my hand gripping her waist to hold her where I want her.
The sensations ripping through me are incredible.
Addicting. All consuming. “God, you feel good. I wasn’t expecting…
fuck,” I stammer as I move within her. She’s freaking tight, and I’m afraid I’m hurting her.
But when she lifts her hips to meet mine, it’s all the encouragement I need to take more.
I squeeze her hip as I start to move faster, a little more forceful, with more power behind my thrusts.
When she whimpers, I lift my head to stare into her eyes as I make love to her. “You okay?”
She nods and closes her eyes as I lower my mouth back to hers.
She gasps when I grip her knee and pull it up around my waist, thrusting even deeper.
Holy shit, this feels amazing. I growl when her muscles tighten even more around me.
She’s close. I move faster, grinding my hips as I press deep inside her.
Suddenly, the thought of her coming apart for me has me desperate to get her there.
I hook my arm under her leg and pull it up higher to move even deeper.
“I can feel you, baby. Fuck, come for me, Leah,” I command.
And she does. She squeezes my shoulders hard as her back arches off the couch.
“Oh, God, oh, yes!” she cries out in short, quick breaths as her pussy contracts around me.
Her body convulses with pleasure as her release pulses through her.
It’s the sexiest, most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of it.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I whisper.
“Don’t stop,” she gasps as she digs her fingers into my back and pulls me into her even harder. I growl into her neck as she begins moving with me again, searching for another release I’m more than happy to give.
“I want you on top. I want to watch you,” I tell her as I pull her up so that she’s straddling my lap.
A look of panic crosses her face, and I realize she’s never done this before.
I grip her hips and move her up and down on my hard length, showing her how to ride me.
And don’t you know, she’s a fast learner.
She places her hands on my chest and drops her head back.
Arching to let her hair hang down to her ass.
“Shit,” I growl, and I start to thrust my hips into her.
The increased tempo has my own release building within minutes.
Her moans and breathing grow louder as she gets closer.
The thought of her coming again has my inner animal coming alive, and my fingers dig into her hips as my thrusts become wilder, less controlled.
I’m there, right at the edge, ready to topple over, but she’s going to come with me.
“I want you to come again,” I demand as I tightly clench my jaw.
With a hard, powerful thrust, I hit the golden spot inside of her that sets off an explosion of pleasure so intense, it steals her breath.
Her eyes slam shut as she’s sent into another round of uncontrollable convulsions.
She screams my name, digging her nails into my chest and pulsating around me once again.
My name coming from her lips pushes me over the edge, and I squeeze her hips so hard, I’m sure there’ll be bruises.
“Fuck,” I roar as my head falls back against the couch, and I grind her down onto my throbbing cock.
An intense orgasm slams into me, and my cock jerks and pulses, emptying inside her, and I see stars.
She collapses on top of me, burying her face in my neck and gasping for air.
I wrap my arms around her, clutching her to my chest like I’m afraid she’s going to suddenly disappear.
Panting against the top of her head, I can’t help but laugh at how intense the whole thing was. “Shit,” I breathe, my voice deep and scratchy.
“Oh my God,” she whispers against my throat.
Her body shakes as I chuckle. This woman has slain me. I’m completely gone for her. She is, without a doubt in my mind, my end game. I press my lips to the side of her head, tightening my arms around her. “I love you,” I whisper.
I can feel her smile against my neck, and it warms my heart to know she’s happy. That I’ve made her happy.
“I love hearing those words,” she mumbles against my throat. We lie there for a few moments longer before she pushes from my lap, my dick sliding out of her. My eyes drop to my glistening cock, and I’m hit with a jolt of reality.
“Shit.”
She freezes above me, and my eyes snap up to hers.
“Forgot the damn condom.”
Her face pales, and shock fills her eyes.
I don’t want her to freak out, but I know that’s what she’s going to do.
I reach out and take her face in my hands, needing to comfort her even though my own panic is lurking just below the surface.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting this. I wasn’t prepared.
I mean, I have them, in my room but not on me.
I didn’t expect…shit! I lost my fucking head when you asked me to make love to you. ”
She swallows hard as she watches me freak out. Then she grabs my wrist and gives me a reassuring smile. “It’s okay. I’m covered, remember? Consistent since college. We both lost our heads. We’ll be more careful next time.”
I nod and relax back into the couch. Right, consistent. Thank fuck. She leans over and kisses the tip of my nose, then climbs off my lap.
I reach out and snag her wrist. “Where are you going?”
“To clean up.”
I reluctantly release her arm, but when she reaches down to pick up her underwear, I quickly move and snatch it up first. “Don’t even think about it,” I growl.
She smiles as I tuck them behind my back. With a wink, she turns and heads back into the bedroom.