Page 129 of Finding Storm

Her eyes on mine.

I climb onto the bed on my knees, facing her. I put the condom on the mattress beside us. Then, I cup her head in my hands. And I kiss her. Deep and wet and wanting.

There’s no finesse or thought here. I’ve handed myself over to my feelings.

Our bodies are molded together. My dick pressed up against her stomach. Her tits crushed against my chest. My hands holding her head, angling it, so I kiss her deeper. But still, it doesn’t feel like enough.

I release a hand from her head and run it down her back, over her ass. I slip two fingers inside her pussy from behind.

She’s soaking wet for me. My dick pulses between us.

I fuck her with my fingers the way I’m going to with my cock.

She’s moaning and bearing down on my hand. She’s ready for me.

I guide her down to her back.

Grabbing the condom, I rip it open and make quick work of putting it on.

I don’t take my eyes off her the whole time, and she doesn’t take her eyes off what I’m doing.

When the condom is on, her eyes finally lift to mine.

She doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t need to.

This is it.

I’m going to make love to her.

I’ve never made love to anyone in my life before.

I’ve fucked plenty of women.

But no feelings have ever come into sex for me.

All I have for Stevie is feelings.

Too many to handle.

I move over her as she parts her legs. I fit myself between them.

Then, I take her face in my hands, and I kiss her. Because I can. Because I won’t be able to soon.

I swallow back the ache that thought brings, and I focus on the now.

The feel of her beneath me. The apple scent in her hair. The way she tastes. The little moans she makes when we kiss.

I move my hand to her tit, cupping it. I drag my thumb over her nipple.

Her hips lift. Her pussy pressing against my cock, seeking it.

“Please, Storm. I need you,” she whispers.

I run my hand down her side. Taking hold of her thigh, I lift her leg, opening her up for me.

Her eyes are closed. I want them on mine when I slide inside her. I want to remember the way she looks in this moment. “Look at me,” I say, my voice commanding.

She blinks open her eyes, staring into mine.