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But I did manage to nod my assent because it felt like I’d regret not giving him the go-ahead. “Please. I want it. I want you.”
“Good girl,” he growled, swallowing another moan with a hard kiss.
I gripped his taut arm in time with the strong strokes of his thick fingers, hips swiveling. “Wow,” I moaned, far too drunk to be mortified.
Phillip groaned low in his throat and removed his hand, immediately lifting me from the couch. “We’re not even at thewowpart.” The naked skin of his chest fused with my side. “But I refuse to let your first time happen on the couch.”
The second my body hit the mattress, Phillip helped me out of my shirt and pants, leaving kisses along my neck and stomach as red-flushed skin was exposed. I didn’t know what to do and stiffened up immediately.
Noticing how tense I was, Phillip brought one of my arms up to his neck and led it around his shoulders. He kissed me sweetly at first, guiding my tongue into his mouth, and then brought my free hand to his chest.
I grasped his hard pectoral, unsure. The cool metal of his nipple piercing rubbed against my palm, and I experimentally moved my hand. Phillip’s answering grunt spurred me on, and I rubbed a little more insistently.
The way his body tensed and constricted was sinful and beautiful. It gave me the same feeling of superiority as earlier, and I realized I liked that sort of thing.
A lot.
The longer our tongues battled, the less rigid I became. I grew brave and even teased his piercing with my fingers. I tasted his lower lip and sucked it into my mouth. I moved my body against his, relishing the way he instantly groaned and grunted when I took any kind of bold action. And soon, I was matching his intensity with hard swipes of my lips and tongue.
“That’s it,” he growled approvingly. “Good girl.”
The way he spoke was both affectionate and utterly provocative.
I mimicked every touch, every gyration. I sunk fingers into his hair and clawed his back, unraveling inside a sensuous heat. And all I could think was how good it felt to give myself over to carnal pleasure, and how I couldn’t wait for more.
The older man knew exactly where to touch me and where to kiss to make me forget I was practically naked. His lips tasted wherever they moved. Nibbling and biting. Sucking and licking. There wasn’t a place he didn’t touch or kiss, and I struggled to keep up with my head fuzzy and warm.
“Open your legs.”
And I did.
Phillip sunk his hips between my open thighs and pulled my body flush against his. A low rumble echoed in his chest when my hips experimentally moved against his, feeling out the Austrian’s weight and shape, and then his hungry mouth devoured mine with an urgency I barely kept up with.
It was both excruciatingly slow and unbearably fast.
His hands were gentle as they removed my underwear. Phillip kissed his way from my neck down, paying special attention to my breasts and stomach before dropping between my thighs. Alcohol dulled the mortification I’d likely feel, and I just watched with wide eyes as he bent down and tasted me with his mouth, his tongue, his teeth.
Everything up to that moment didn’t compare to the pleasure he gave me with his mouth.
My arm shot out, fingers sinking into his silky locks, and I struggled to stay rooted to reality as a warm tension collected in my hips. I fought to live in the pleasure and bliss as long as I could. But it was pointless. Phillip was so damn good I didn’t even last five minutes.
The hard crash hit only a few minutes later, and the sounds that fled my throat were pure surprise and confusion. Shuddering, I rode out the euphoric wave and blinked away white spots in my vision.
Phillip kissed my inner thigh and rose to his knees, the tent in his boxer-briefs more pronounced now that the lustful haze no longer affected me. He eyed the bedside dresser thoughtfully, then reached over.
Removing a little tube of lubricant and a string of condoms, Phillip regarded me for a silent moment. The older Hunter licked his lips while his chest rose and fell with effort. “I’m going to get you ready, unless you want to end things here.”
Ready?
“Worried you can’t perform?”
His heated stare landed on me. “If you couldn’t already tell, I’m plenty ready to fuck you until morning.” Beaming eyes still on me, Phillip opened my legs wider and put lubricated fingers between them. “You tasted exactly how I thought you would.Delicious.”
My head slammed back into the bed when he entered me with his fingers. No stranger to pain, it didn’t hurt as much as it was just uncomfortably weird. But his kiss distracted me while his fingers slid in and out, stretching me.
I hadn’t expected him to live up to his promise. He was unbearably thorough. He spent over half an hour getting me ready for him, and then he slid a condom over his straining length—one that was far larger than most I’d been told about. Then he penetrated me without much warning other than a softly whispered,“Ready?”
The events that followed were disjointed and confused. All I could do was cling to him, not sure if it was pleasurable or just outright weird.
