Page 32 of Take Her from You


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Valentine popped the button of his jeans. “If I have to, I will, but I want to see ye. Every curvy inch.”

“I don’t look like you.”

“If I wanted dick, I’d be sleeping with dudes.”

A laugh flew from me. “That isn’t what I mean.”

Valentine stood in front of me and placed his hands on the back of the sofa, either side of my head. With his face inches from mine, he pressed a decadent, languorous kiss to my lips. “You’re gorgeous. Your full, curvy body is making me crazy. Now finish the job of opening my jeans because if I’m not inside ye in the next five minutes, I’m going to go insane.”

Without breaking the kiss, he nudged me to get to work.

This, I could do. I flew my fingers to his waist and carefully undid the next few buttons of his jeans, drawing them over his butt and taking his boxer shorts with them.

Valentine rumbled approval and broke his grip on the sofa to rid himself of the clothes. He returned to his pose over me, this time with one huge dick pointing at my face.

“Suit me up.”

My jaw dropped. Not just because of his body but his confidence, too. Mostly, the size of the dick.

“You’re so big.”

“Thanks for noticing.”

I fluttered my fingers at the condom packet. “I don’t know what I’m doing. I’ve never done this before.”

“Open the packet. We’ll do it together.”

I would, but I had another idea first. Gingerly, I reached for his hip, then drew forward until I enclosed his dick in my mouth. Masculine flavour burst over my tongue. Valentine gave up a sound of deep pleasure. It sent a rush of sensation to my core, the fright leaving me and being replaced by much better feelings. I drew my lips over my teeth and inched forward. There was no way I was fitting the whole of him in my throat, but I could try.

I sucked him, pulling back.

Again, I rolled up and down his dick, spreading my tongue this time to tease his ridges.

Valentine’s fingers drove into my hair, and he cupped the back of my head. Standing over me, he held me still then worked himself in and out of my mouth for a couple of strokes, fucking my mouth. His breathing quickened.

“Ye should see how pretty ye are sucking my dick. Do this naked and I’ll lose control in an instant. Fucking hell, woman. I want to come over your tits, but I need to be inside ye more.”

God, I needed this. The relief and release that sex would bring. I was certain that he had all the skills I lacked, and desire crested in me.

With urgency, I came off him and held up the packet. “Can you do it? I’m scared I’ll get it wrong.”

Valentine took it, tearing open the foil and donning the condom in seconds.

Nerves shook me, but I scrambled to take off my leggings and panties, leaving me in just my bra top. It didn’t provide much cover, but getting completely naked was beyond me in that moment.

I could be bold and courageous to a point. The walls of my new life shook with too many challenges to my sanity.

Somehow, Valentine seemed to understand because he didn’t push me any further. Instead, he gestured me aside, sitting back on the sofa. Then he held a hand out for me to climb back on.

I wanted to babble excuses, speed-talk my nerves, but he reached to kiss me, swallowing my words.

The kiss, I could follow. That made sense when everything else didn’t. Valentine guided me back to his lap, his dick under me.

My heart thumped, a drum pounding.

Valentine squeezed my hips then eased his hands back to feel up my ass. I kept my eyes closed, still panicked but focusing on the kiss. On the hard length of him under me. I wanted to be the woman who could have casual sex with a hot man who was offering. It was fine. Like playing sport with a new partner.

Then his fingers rounded me to cup my pussy.

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