“Perfect.” I couldn’t control my lust filled growl if I tried. “So perfect.” Because they were. Small, soft and pliant, a perfect handful. I raised her hands over her head and gave her other breast the attention it deserved. Molding my mouth over her delicious nipple I feasted until she writhed below me.
“Asher.” Barely coherent, she wiggled from my firm grip and fumbled at my belt. “Waited ... too … long.”
I couldn’t have agreed more. I kicked off my shoes and helped her shaking hands loosen my buckle. Screw that, her jeans were what mattered and only had a button. I kissed a path across her smooth stomach, thoroughly investigating the dip of her hips with my tongue before peeling her jeans down her legs. Fucking-A, better than the fantasy. Left in black racy boy shorts, I traced the sexy as shit tat on the arch of her foot, relishing the permanence of my emblazoned initial. Possessiveness squeezed my gut. I continued my assault and tongued my way up her silky skin. Inhaling her sweet scent, there was no question—I had to taste her. I hooked a finger on each side and she raised her hips granting me all the access I needed to absorb every inch of her. Naked, smooth, bare. A crazy desperation overwhelmed me, like I had waited this long and couldn’t wait one second longer. Kneeling before the sexiest woman alive with her gaze clocking my every move, I tugged my fly open and freed my aching cock. Her breath hitched and her eyes widened.
“Please,” she whimpered. Fuck no, my girl didn’t need to beg.
I slammed my ravenous mouth back down on hers, sucking her tongue and clamping down on her bottom lip before I slipped a finger through her warm folds to circle her clit. She arched her back and thrust her tits forward, abandoned and honest. She owned me and was going to get everything I had to give. And then some. I eased my finger deep inside her tight pussy. My jealous cock shuddered. Her hips shamelessly bucked against my hand and another moan escaped her lips. I swallowed her cries, assaulting my grip on control. I withdrew just long enough to tug my aching balls; otherwise, this was going to be over before it started.
Breaking our kiss, I demanded her eyes. “I’m gonna taste you now, slow and gentle. Then I’m gonna fuck you with my tongue until you shatter.” The hitch in her breath was all the confirmation I needed. I trailed kisses along her chest and squeezed her breasts into my mouth before moving toward my prize. Spreading her legs a little wider I palmed her ass and lifted her hips. In long, slow strokes I swept my tongue across her silky folds. She smelled like fine aged single malt scotch mixed with buttercream and tasted like dessert. She squirmed and twisted her hips, stuttering and gasping for breath. I thoroughly savored every sweet spot but she needed more. I wanted more. I shifted onto the floor, kneeling, and dragged her hips to the edge of the bed. My thumbs held her open while my tongue drove in and out of her clenched core, rhythmically matching my pulsing cock. Her cries of pleasure escalated and before I knew it she was thrusting her hips against my face and screaming my name. I lapped up every drop until her last wave pulsed through.
“Fuck, Teeps. So hot. You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that. Ah fuck.” I climbed her body to rest my chest against her tits and buried my face in her hair. The throb in my cock heightened and I shifted, avoiding any light touch. I was on sensory overload and needed to be inside her. I kissed a spot on her neck that I hadn’t yet tasted and lifted my head. “I need eyes.” I needed to make sure she was ready. She opened her lids and met my gaze. Flushed and aroused she whimpered and palmed my ass pulling me closer. Question answered.
“Oh god, please, Ace, please.”
I guided my naked pulsing cock to tease her entrance, not wanting to hurt her. She was tight and I was pretty sure the majority of her wetness was my saliva, but her arousal was never a question in my mind. With eyes at half-mast and tiny whimpers leaving her lips, she forced her hips up. Yup, not a question. I waited no longer and slid my rock hard length inside her tightly cinched walls. We moaned and cursed in unison. She was so warm, so tight, an addiction in the making. Once fully buried, I stilled to allow her to adjust and keep me from ending this too soon. I inhaled deeply and attempted to slow my ricocheting heart. She gripped my biceps and tangled her long legs around my back. A haze of lust, longing, and something I couldn’t describe, clouded my vision as I created our tempo. Our mouths were open, breathing heavy, while our tongues seductively mingled. Her small throaty moans of pleasure drove my unrelenting need. I surged in and out of her, worshipping our skin on skin, another first for me. A thin sheen of sweat covered my chest and her breasts. I pushed up on my arms and dipped my head to lick her straining nipples. Her hands found themselves tangled back in my hair, forcefully raking it while she bucked her hips. Un-fucking-real. I watched her sick abs tighten and release and her tits move with my motion. Her brown eyes nailed mine with something unrecognizable. There was a passion, a trust, but also a peace. Un-fucking-forgettable.
Her breaths shortened and her gasps and groans grew louder, I knew she was close. I ground my hips against her thin frame and listened to her shatter into a million pieces. Her pussy clenched and quivered around my straining cock. My muscles tightened and spasmed struggling to gain an ounce of control to revel in the pure bliss that washed across her face. She was beautiful, she was sexy, and she was mine. I thrust deeper, staking my claim. Unable to stall any longer, pleasure wracked through my body and I exploded inside her with the force of a geyser. Every eruption sent me further into oblivion, and the only thing I knew for sure … I was done.
Collapsing on her damp chest, we lay still just like that, tangled and sated for god knows how long, the magnitude of the moment consuming us. The echoes of my guttural growls dissipated, replaced by only our synchronous breathing. I could’ve not moved for an eternity. With her warm naked body under mine, my cock twitched inside her.
Her smile tickled my shoulder before she even spoke. “Definitely worth the wait.” Her giggle was going to kill me. Fuck the refractory period.
I rolled to the side and easily flipped her on top of me so I could see her face and said the only thing controlling my thoughts since the night I saw her at the bar. “Where’ve you been half my life?”
A small sadness clouded her eyes. Not the reaction I was going for, but she blinked it away immediately and smiled.
“I’m here now.” She was.
I kissed her forehead and the slight change in our position reminded me of the slickness still between our legs. Our slickness. This stirred something deep inside. The unfamiliar feeling that I was beginning to expect and that only she could give me. And this time it felt amazing. This woman gave me a part of her trust.
“Come, let’s get cleaned up.” I gently tapped her ass and led her into the guest bathroom. I flipped the switch, but instead of the overhead chandelier glow, five hundred watts above the huge mirror reflected everywhere. We both flinched, adjusting to the blinding change. “Shit,” slipped out of my mouth as I played with the switch plate.
Tal chuckled. “This room new to you too?”
Actually. “Yeah.” That earned me a sweet kiss. Maybe I needed to move.
I adjusted the water and we spent the next thirty minutes discovering my guest shower together.
Chapter 10 Dating Over
We had a shitload of making up for lost time and didn’t succumb to sleep until somewhere after two. You would’ve thought I could’ve slept in. No such luck. The sun was barely up when I cracked an eye open. Even at this early hour it was bright, too bright. The lack of window coverings combined with the pale ivory color of the bare walls reflected the early rays straight toward the bed. Note to self, my guest room needed some blinds. Actually if I was being honest, my whole apartment needed an overhaul, or more importantly, my master. Ridiculous or not, I wanted to give her that clean slate.