“I do,” she murmured. She moved down his body, kissing him and running her hands through his hair. She wanted to touch all of him. She liked the way he felt under her fingertips.
Sven slipped his fingers through her hair, pulling out the pins so her hair hung free. “Your hair is so beautiful.” He kissed her gently, but deeply.
She let her hand travel over his belly to his cock, touching it, stroking it. “Do you like when I touch you?” she asked, pressing kisses against his neck.
“Yes, but now it’s…fuck,” he moaned.
“Now it’s what?” she teased.
“My turn,” he growled. “Lie down and spread your legs.”
Flo was shaking, her body flushed with desire. She lay back on the bed. Nervous, but wet with need.
“I want to taste you.” He leaned over her, trailing his tongue over her body.
“What?” She moaned, not understanding, but if it felt like this then she wanted it.
All of it.
Heat coursed through her veins and she just wanted him to take her so they would be one.
Sven spread her legs wider and he grinned before dipping his face between her thighs. His tongue swept up her center, licking her, sending a jolt of fiery pleasure through.
“Fuck,” she moaned. She’d never sworn before, but the word just spilled out of her as warmth coursed through her.
Was this what being alive felt like?
If so, then she definitely wanted more.
“So sweet,” he whispered against her core, and he dragged his tongue up her pussy again, agonizingly slow. The tip of his tongue found her sensitive clit and he began to flick it, alternating between licking it and swirling it around. His mouth covered her.
She cried out, gripping the quilt under her as she moaned, an orgasm washing through her body, her hips rocking against his mouth.
“Oh,” she moaned.
He withdrew his tongue, his arms braced on either side of her. “What do you want, Flo?”
“For you to take me.”
“You’re sure that’ what you want?”
“Yes,” she whispered. There had been a lot of things she was uncertain about, but this wasn’t one of them.
He reached over to his nightstand and pulled out a bottle.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“It’s lube, it’ll help.” He squirted it into his palm, then spread it down over his cock, and she arched her hips instinctively. “Flo, I promise this will hurt for only a moment.”
“I just want you, Sven.”
He circled her clit with his thumb before he gently slid a finger between her folds.
She reached down gripping his cock. “I want you.”
Sven growled possessively. His hard cock nudged her opening as he slowly eased inside her, pushing the head in.
She moaned as it filled her. He was so big.
