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He grabs my legs, twisting me so that I’m lying on the bed the correct way, before he resumes his place over me. When skin touches skin, I start burning up, feeling something akin to desire clawing at me from inside, but it’s so much stronger than desire.
“If they’re not causing problems right now, it can wait. Now go away before I make good on my threat,” Thad says dismissively, returning all his attention to me as his mouth slowly starts traveling down my stomach.
My breaths get harsher, echoing in my ears. I’ve never been so excited and nervous about sex before. He pushes my legs apart as his face moves in between them, and he holds my gaze like he’s daring me to look away.
Holy shit, that’s sexy as hell.
With the first flick of his tongue, I try to buck off the bed from the overwhelming sensation of his touch in such an intimate place. But he holds me down, effortlessly pinning my hips with his iron-grip.
Then his lips fasten over that bundle of nerves, and he watches with rapt, hungry attention as I start falling apart. His tongue flicks as he sucks, and he doesn’t show mercy.
Just like with anything else, he’s not wasting time teasing me. He’s go
ing in for the kill, and it doesn’t take long before I’m back to making ridiculous noises that I don’t even have the shame to feel embarrassed about.
My stomach muscles start tightening, and my body bows off the bed when an almost painful release hits me. My eyes screw shut as I cry out an incoherent string of words.
So good. So, so good.
My toes actually curl, and my legs clamp down on his head, trying to push him away or hold him close… I’m not sure. It’s like my mind has detached from my body, and I’m a spiraling mess of sensations.
His low, rumbling growl is vibrating against me, definitely sounding more animal than human, but it only turns me on more.
My eyes open when I feel his hands pushing my legs apart so that he can move. He slowly starts climbing back up me with eyes so intense that it’s almost too much to keep his gaze, and I swear I see a flicker of yellow in their depths.
“Tell me you’re mine,” he whispers as he brushes his lips across mine.
The tip of his cock nudges my entrance, as he maintains a push-up position over me, his elbows bent enough to let his lips touch mine, but keeping his body otherwise off mine.
“Say it,” he whispers when I get a little too lost in thought, trembling with nervous anticipation.
“I’m yours.” I can barely even understand my own rasp voice, but the simple admission has his sweet kiss turning hungry once again.
His tongue slips in, distracting me for a second, until he’s suddenly thrusting deep inside me. Everything inside me stretches to an almost painful point, and he stills when our bases collide.
I whimper, caught off guard by the ferocity of his strike, but he soothes me by continuing to hold still, kissing me harder as my body tries to acclimate to his ungodly size.
“Fucking beautiful, and just as perfect as I imagined,” he whispers against my lips, running his thumb down my cheek to my chin. “You okay?” he asks, sincerely concerned.
Damn sure glad I wasn’t a virgin. He might have just killed me.
“Yeah,” I finally manage to whisper.
I start to remind him that he’s not wearing a condom, when he starts moving, pulling back ever so gently. This time, when he thrusts back in, there’s nothing but incredible, mind-numbing pleasure.
My fingers are tingling when I grip his shoulders, needing any part of him to hold onto. The pace gains gradual speed, until my nails are cutting into his arms, but he doesn’t seem to mind, and I can’t seem to stop.
Those wild growls keep tearing from his throat, and they seem to stir the more animalistic side of me that I didn’t even know existed. With one swift move, he pulls my hands off his shoulders, pinning them beside my head. Our fingers intertwine, and he pushes my hands into the mattress as his hips continue to rock into the cradle of my thighs.
My legs slide up, spreading wider, giving him more room to completely own me as sweat starts to slick our bodies as we writhe together. I try to move my face to the side, but he doesn’t let me. He’s kissing me harder, swallowing my sounds as though he doesn’t want anything escaping from me unless it’s going into him.
The connection between us is almost like static, beautiful, tangible electric currents that seem to wrap around us as my mind tries to process what’s going on.
When something starts building inside me, it almost hurts because it feels too good. He finally lets me break apart from his mouth, allowing me to suck in much needed air.
He releases one of my hands to reach down and grab my leg, lifting it up and finding a new angle that hurdles me over the edge. And I fall like I’ve never fallen before, screaming out his name, or maybe cursing him. I’m not sure.
Some sound that verges on being a roar rips from his throat, and his thrusts turn into jerky movements until he stills inside me.
