Chapter 27
Erica
My heart feels like it’s going to burst from beating so hard. Between the desire that was boiling my blood and now his words threatening to consume me entirely, I wait for him to continue from his pause.
“Love.” He finishes his sentence, firmly. It’s not a sweet declaration. It’s a command. “I love everything about you, Erica. I-I fucking love you.”
I try to hold it back but my body betrays me, releasing the whimper at his words. “I love you, Ari. I think I always have. Before you ever knew I existed. I just thought it was a silly superstar crush.”
With my words, we both have tears in our eyes as we come back together. I release my muscles from trying to hold me in the air, not wanting to settle my full weight in his lap. When I do, he groans and I capture it with my lips. Our tongues move together, caressing, tangling, consuming.
My body comes alive under his touch like it never has.
I move against him, rocking our hips together, while my hands search for the bottom of his shirt.
I need his skin on mine. Knowing what I need, he breaks the kiss just enough to rip his shirt off.
Oh, gawd. He’s all muscles and heated skin.
I run my hands over every inch, teasing his flesh with my nails.
He reaches behind me, searching for the clasp of my bra.
Putting him out of his misery, it’s my turn to pull away.
Channeling a sensuality I’ve never felt before, I trail my fingers up my stomach, trying to ignore how soft it is compared to his, and reach between my breast to undo the fabric mechanism holding them in place.
When I pull it away, letting my bra fall to the floor behind us, his head falls back on a moan, his dick twitching between us.
When he returns his eyes to mine—not my chest—he kisses me, hard, hands moving to massage my breasts and knead my nipples. Everywhere our bodies touch feels like a live current. Like we could easily combust without a second thought.
“Ari, please,” I pant. I’ve never felt this level of need.
I thought I’d been turned on before. I thought I loosely knew what pleasure was.
But this? This is euphoric. Pulling far enough away that he can’t keep distracting me with his mouth, I gasp, “I have never . . . needed anything . . . the way that . . . I need you. Right now.” My words end on a moan, and I feel like the second he touches my dripping pussy I’ll be a goner.
His pupils are blown with lust, leaving only a sliver of his bright royal-blue eyes. “What do you need from me, Erica? It’s all yours. Tell me what you want.” How can he sound so calm right now?
He stands, lifting me like I’m not even here. No hitch in his movements. No grunt. It makes me wetter. “Do you want,” he starts, as he lifts his knee onto the bed and settles me against the pillows, “me to work you over with my fingers?”
I shake my head, my bottom lip between my teeth as he rids himself of his pants.
“Do you want what I have here? It is made for you, after all.”
When he slides his boxers from his body and I can see all of him, all I can manage is another needy whimper and nod.
“Tell me what my little siren needs.” He grips his length, pumping it once and the thought of him filling me is overwhelming.
He climbs onto the foot of the bed, prowling toward me with a hungry look in his eyes, and as amazing as I’m sure it would feel to be devoured by him, that’s not what I need right now.
“Ari, I need you to complete me. Please make me yours.” His eyes flash and before I can think of it, he’s on me.
The warmth and weight of his body presses mine into the mattress, and again, our mouths duel for dominance, my hips lifting into his, begging.
“Shit.” He barks at himself and pulls back.
My heart races for a new reason as anxiety creeps in before he can explain. “I don’t have any condoms.”
Oh. I feel my cheeks warm. We hadn’t talked about this part.
“Well, it’s totally up to you, but I still want you.
Need you.” How do I tell him the rest? I guess I’ll just have to say it.
“I asked them to test me in the hospital . . . after the you know . . . and I’m clean.
And um. I just got off my period, so I shouldn’t be ovulating right now.
But of course, if you don’t want . . . of course if you don’t want—” his mouth cuts off the rest of my ramblings.
I’ll have to tell him the rest later then.
He stops, resting his forehead on mine, panting and peppering me with kisses. “Are you sure this is what you want? I want you to be sure.”
Instead of answering him, I move my hand to reach between us, and he watches as I stroke his thick cock twice, and line him up exactly where I want him.
Now his eyes are on mine and thank the heavens he’s moving. “Ohhh,” I groan long and low as he pushes inside of me. I have apparently also never had a real man, because the glorious stretch that I’m feeling right now is brand new.
I watch as he raises from where our bodies were touching everywhere, so that he’s kneeling, watching where our bodies come together.
Why’s that so hot? He runs his hands up and down my legs before settling on holding the backs of my knees where my legs are lifted.
When he’s seated within me, I’m a panting mess, my brain can’t keep up with all the sensations firing off.
“I have never . . . felt more complete . . . than at this moment.” Ari’s voice is strained between gritted teeth. “Are you okay?”
Words are lost somewhere in the part of my brain that no longer works. All I can do is moan and nod frantically.
His hips move, too slowly, like he’s trying to be gentle with me.
“More,” is all I can manage, but the wicked smile on his face tells me he knows exactly what I need and he’s doing this on purpose.
He fills me and stills again before wrapping my legs around his waist, then leaning back onto me, his hands planted on the bed on either side of my body.
I open my mouth, prepared to beg, but I don’t have to. He shifts into action, setting the perfect rhythm between our bodies.
I’m lost to the pleasure and unprepared for the orgasm that eclipses me. My body arches off the mattress and I wail his name, voice cracking as my body stretches at the seams, attempting to accommodate everything I’m feeling.
“One. Down,” he pants. “Let’s see how many you can give me.”