Chapter 31
T HEY CAME APART, hostage to each other’s gazes. Each searching, wondering, and unsure of what should come next.
“Are you sure you want this?” Chris asked.
Carrah nodded. How could she not want this gorgeous man who believed in her dreams and made each one come true? “I want you,” she panted. “I’ve never wanted anything more.”
He grabbed her by the hand and moved them away from the doors in the family room down a hall and then into a bedroom. His eyes seemed to glow at her in the dark before he snatched off his shirt, flaunting incredible washboard abs. His delicious golden skin pressed against hers as he reached around and undid her bra. His body on her body was a chemistry set about to explode.
Oddly, he drew back and all those insecurities Trent had given her came rushing in. Were her breasts not big enough, was she too light, not thick enough, or too thin? The courage she’d found to even come into his house and take her clothes off was quickly evaporating.
“Shit!” He pulled his wallet from his shorts pocket. “I don’t think I have any protection.”
“Do you have some here?”
He gave a vigorous head shake of no. “I’ve never brought a woman here. Nor did I plan to.” Another expletive shot from his mouth as his head turned up to the ceiling.
The apprehension that had attempted to creep in on her vanished. She moved to Chris, and tickled her nipples against his chest. He groaned, and looked at her with the hungriest eyes.
“Pull out?” she suggested. “I’m clean. I’ve only had one partner and that was over a year ago.”
“I’m clean too. I’ve always worn protection. This is… unexpected.” He caressed her cheek. “I can pull out.”
Carrah was back in his arms, her mouth covering his until the bulge against her belly begged for her attention. She looked down and then up to him. That panty-teasing smile was on full display.
“I told you there was a lot to learn about me,” he teased then pushed her against the wall. His hand slid inside her panties and his fingers began massaging her clit. “By the time I’m done with you…” She moaned, loving the way his thick digit worked into her. “You’ll be wet enough to take all of me. I can’t wait to make you scream.”
Chris planted a kiss at her neck. He then trailed to her breasts, belly button, and by the time he was at her thighs, he was on his knees. He pulled her panties off, hooked her leg over his shoulder, and drove his tongue into her hot center.
A tingling sensation coursed over her body in a way she had never known. Of course, she’d heard of pleasure, but she’d never experienced it this way until now. Sounds she didn’t know she could make filled her ears before she called his name, channeling the flames of ecstasy that filled her up then burst and made her knees buckle.
Before she fell to the floor, he caught her and placed her in the center of the bed. “I’m not done with you yet.” He grabbed her by the ankles, spread her legs wide, then stood back at the edge of the bed, staring at her wet pussy. “You really are delicious.” His husky voice seduced her into a state of euphoria. “Touch yourself.”
Her panting breaths became shallow as their eyes met in the dark. His sensual command compelled her to abandon inhibitions and latch on to the sexiness he’d given her free rein to control. She closed her eyes, widening her legs, and allowed her fingers to journey to her apex.
Had he taken it too far? It was a fleeting thought that was once again fading as he watched Carrah’s body bow off the center of his bed. She’d made him lose control, let him look inside her soul, and now he wanted to devour her.
She was more beautiful than he could’ve ever imagined. The willingness she had to engage his dominance made him weaker than he’d ever been, and he was willing to give her anything she desired while committing every nook and cranny of her luscious body to memory.
Chris shed the rest of his clothes, climbed onto the bed, and stilled her hand. She groaned in protest, panting out of frustration as he pinned her hand to the bed and hovered above her. “Open your eyes,” he whispered, fighting for control as the heat of her pussy licked the head of his manhood.
“Your eyes are so beautiful,” she whispered as her lids fluttered open.
His heart caved, his cock stiffened, and he dismissed logic. He kissed her and slowly pushed forward, parting her wet pussy lips with his rock-hard cock. “Mmmm,” he moaned, having never felt a woman so tight.
Her breath hitched as her hand cupped his jaw. “It’s…” she panted, “soo… mmm.”
“Are you going to take it, Carrah?” he whispered, pausing mid-stroke. There would be no regrets. She nodded. “You have to say it.”
“Yessss.”
Chris cradled her leg over his arm and then thrust all the way to the hilt. He relished the moans that escaped her and wouldn’t stop until she found release.