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I let him lift my shirt over my head, my heart thudding hard in my chest. I’ve never been so close to a man like this before, never been touched this way. No man has ever seen me with my shirt off. But Will lets out a growl of approval, his hands hungrily moving over my chest, touching my breasts. A whimper escapes my lips. It feels good, I’m trembling, being touched like this. It makes me feel so special, so wanted. And as Will’s lips explore my neck, I close my eyes and just savor the moment, feeling all of the pleasure he’s giving me before he’s even begun to explore between my legs. I’m soaking wet and ready for him. If he touches me there, he’ll know how ready for him I am.
His hands find my hips and easily pull me onto his lap. I straddle him, going with what feels right, and begin to grind against him. The growl he releases is almost feral, and he seems delighted by the way I move against his length.
I can feel him, rock hard through his jeans, and it only makes me wetter. I had no idea there was a person who could turn me on so quickly. But then again, I’ve never met someone like Will before. Someone who can drive me crazy with lust with only a few touches. Now, as he reaches around my back to unclip my bra, I feel myself moving closer to him, a little self-conscious, but desperate for him. My body was made for him, and I want him to love it, treasure it, worship it.
And I get my wish.
As soon as he sees my heavy breasts lose, he’s like an uncaged animal. He snarls and his mouth is on my breasts, kissing them desperately, his mouth finds my nipple and begins to suck on it. The unexpected pleasure that shoots through me has me crying out loudly. I had no idea that something like that could feel so good. I’m breathing hard, in heaven as his tongue swirls around my sensitive bud. I continue to grind against him until we’re both a symphony of moaning, both turned on beyond belief by the other. He holds me all the while, his hands on my bare back, bringing me close to him. I feel so safe in his arms, and yet what we’re doing feels so dangerous, so risky. If my dad found out he’d never forgive me.
But I’m not thinking about that right now. Now that we’ve started this, there’s no way in hell I’m stopping. As he raises his head from my breasts I kiss him hard, cupping his face in my hands. He seems to like how desperate I am for him because he growls against my lips, kissing me harder as he scoops me up in his arms and carries me to his bedroom. My heart is thundering in my chest because I know what this means. I know we’re taking this to a new level. And all I want is for him to touch me more, to touch me in places that no man has ever touched me before.
And he’s the only man I’ll ever allow to do that.
As he lowers me down on his bed and pulls off my jeans, I stare up at him in wonder. I watch as he tears his shirt off like an animal, casts it to one side, and descends on me, kissing me hard and then making his way down my body. It’s like he can’t help himself. Like he needs me right this second. Still, he takes his time to kiss every inch of me, his mouth leaving impressions on my skin that make me shiver in pleasure. By the time he reaches my panties, I’m trembling so hard I’m afraid my teeth will shatter.
He groans, kissing me gently over the top of my panties. He gruffly parts my legs, making room for him to delve deeper. My center is hot and wet, and he must be able to tell even through the flimsy material separating his mouth from my sex. He moans deeply, kissing just over my clit and making me squirm with anticipation. I need him now. It’s not just a want anymore. It’s a need, a compulsion.
And he obliges with pleasure. He slides down my panties and positions his face between my legs, kissing up my thigh, gearing me up for what he’s about to do next. I’m propped up on my elbows, shaking, waiting for it. He knows he’s driving me wild, but he still takes his time. His icy eyes meet mine as he moves closer to me, gazing right at me as his lips move over my sex.
The shockwaves of pleasure race through me as he kisses me there. His tongue runs over my wetness and groans.
