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Every sensation was a revelation. The draw of his mouth at her nipple, the slide of his hands down her sides...it all felt better than it should. Better than should be possible. And it was still too much. She couldn’t take it all in. The rough feel of his denim-clad legs between her knees, the slide of his hair between her fingers, even the faint scratch of his stubble against her breast. She wanted it all. She needed to remember it all.
Raising her head, she watched his tongue circle the tight bud of her nipple, then watched in tormented awe as his teeth scraped over her, so white against her pink flesh. He sucked again, harder this time, and Eve growled her approval at the small pain he drew out. His hands dug into her ribs as if he couldn’t stop himself from holding too tight.
Yes, she wanted to say as he moved to torture her other nipple. Yes, more. More. More teeth. More sucking. More sweet, circling tongue. She twisted her fingers in his hair, so he could feel the bite of pain that his teeth pressed into her. His hand slid down to her hip and then between her legs.
Now the yes was pulled from her throat on a dark cry as she pushed her hips toward him. He stroked her clit, lightly at first, then more insistently as she rocked against him. “Brian,” she moaned, as she had so many times in her solitary bed. “Brian, yes. Yes. That feels so good.”
“I know,” he whispered. “I know it does. You’re so damn hot, Eve.”
She whimpered when he pulled away from her, but then she realized he was standing between her knees to toe off his shoes and finish undressing, and she was happy to watch as his shoulders flexed and the muscles of his arms bunched. He slid his briefs off with his jeans and... Oh, God. Oh, God, his cock was thick and straight and hard for her, and she almost sobbed with need as he reached behind him to grab a condom from the dresser.
She wanted to taste him, smell him, feel him in her mouth, but he was already setting his knee between her thighs. She scooted higher on the bed as he opened the condom.
“Wait,” she breathed. “Wait. I want to...” Reaching for him, she curled her fingers around his shaft, nearly groaning with relief as he jerked in her grasp. “I want to touch you, Brian.”
“No. I can’t...I can’t hold out.”
“Please,” she whispered. “Let me touch you.” She stroked him, thrilling at how thick he was. He’d push inside her soon. She wanted that so damn much. But first, she wanted to feel the silkiness of his skin, the way it moved slightly with her stroking, the way he pushed toward her when she squeezed.
On his knees, he watched as she touched him. She slid her hand down to the base, then slipped her fingers lower to learn the shape of him, the weight of him.
His belly sucked in as she stroked up again. “I need to be inside you. Please. I’ve waited so long. I have to feel you.” But he still watched as her fist worked up and down. Up and down. Slowly. She could do this for hours. Forever. Explore his body. Please him with her hands.
“Please,” he groaned one last time.
She finally let him go, loving the small, desperate sound he made as she released him from her tight grip. He slipped the condom on and lowered himself until he was poised just above her.
He met her gaze. She wanted to look away. She could handle everything tonight, but not the way he looked at her as he eased the head of his cock against her heat and pushed slowly in. He held her gaze as she gasped. As she spread her knees wider for his hips. As he stretched her and she took him in. He watched her face as he filled her, and she couldn’t hide her emotions. She couldn’t hide that his body sliding inside hers was everything she’d ever wanted.
In the end, she had to close her eyes so he couldn’t see that this one night would never be enough. Nothing would ever be enough.
When he was as deep as he could get, he paused, his breath leaving him on a slow, deep sigh. He whispered her name then, and moved inside her, his cock pulling against the tight grip of her pussy. She clutched his shoulders, digging her nails in at the shock of his thickness inside her body.
His cock filled her so thoroughly that she was caught between utter relief at having him inside her and the amazement of being invaded so completely. Tears of joy welled in her eyes. “Brian,” she breathed, the only truth she could speak at that moment.
“Jesus, Eve. It’s perfect. You’re perfect. Tell me you need this.”
“I need it,” she answered immediately. “I need it so much.”
“Yes. God, yes.” He fucked her deeper. Harder. Pushing out all the loneliness and hurt. He filled her up with what she’d always wanted. His body and need and want. “Tell me,” he urged again.
“I need you, Brian. I need you. I always have. Please. Please.”
He whispered her name again, over and over, each time he buried himself inside her. Every stroke made her want to weep. Every thrust was an answer to all her needs and sorrows. Brian was inside her. Finally.
Just as she slid her hands down to his ass to pull him even tighter to her, he paused and shook his head. “Wait. I need a second.”
Her eyes popped open. “Why?”
“Because if you keep being so hot, I’m going to come. So just...get your nails out of my ass and stop making those fucking gorgeous sounds.”
Hard to believe she could go from tears to laughter in the span of a few minutes, but she could hear herself laughing in disbelief. “Are you serious?”
“Yes, I’m serious.”
She let go of his ass.
“Just give me a second to...” He withdrew slightly and slipped his hand down her belly.
