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Nora
Even when I’d dreamed of flirting with Weston, I hadn’t quite believed that it would work. And now, he was kissing me.
It might be practice, but it felt like so much more. It felt like worlds had collided, the universe was singing just for us, the entirety of existence had slowed to this moment.
I’d been kissed before.
I’d never been kissed like this.
Weston cupped my jaw with one hand as his other slipped around my waist and dragged me hard against him. I was so much shorter than him that he had to bend forward at the waist to get to my lips. Our kiss was soft at first but picking up momentum.
He walked me through the kitchen until my back hit the counter. He released me long enough to grip behind my thighs and hoist me up. My ass hit the cold countertop, and I yelped in surprise. He smiled against my lips as he shoved his way between my open legs.
“Oh!” I gasped.
The only material separating us was the flow of my gold dress and his suit pants. He pressed hard against me as he brought both hands to my jaw and stole another kiss. His tongue slid against the seam of my lips. I opened to him and he entered my mouth like an invader coming to conquer. His movements were swift, determined, and oh-so fucking tempting. I could never predict what he was going to do next. The way he took control.
I realized then that Weston Wright had been holding back. He’d been really holding every single thing back in every interaction. If this was who he really was, then I had no idea how he’d kept his cool for as long as he had. How he’d even gotten me off without taking more from me.
“Fuck,” he groaned into my mouth. “Fucking fuck, Nora.”
My breath came out in pants. “Yes.”
“I need more. I need all of you.”
I pulled back to look at him. To see the desirous look in his eyes. “I won’t deny you a thing.”
He smirked, a devilish thing. “Be careful what you wish for.”
I stole another kiss. “This is what I want. You showed me exactly what I want.”
“And what exactly do you want?” he asked. He brushed a stray curl away from my cheek.
“You.”
“You sure you’re ready for that?”
I knew what he was asking. I’d been with exactly one person. And that person had betrayed me in every way that mattered. But over the months, I’d learned to trust my body…my heart with Weston. Time and time again, it was him who had made me want to keep trying and him who had shown me how. I wanted him to show me more.
“Yes.”
“We can stop at any time if you change your mind.”
“I won’t need to stop.” I’d made up my mind.
“Then come here.”
He leaned forward and nipped at my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. I moaned softly and squirmed against him. Which only made me gasp again as I felt the fullness of his dick with every movement. He was hard as a rock, and, just from my limited guessing…big.
My hands fisted into the material of his shirt, tugging him closer and closer. Until our chests were pressed together, my legs were wrapped around his waist, and his dick was practically sealed against me. Even the light friction was sending sparks flying through me. It had been a long ten months of going without. I’d come apart on his fingers. What would it be like with him inside of me?
“Oh God,” I gasped as he moved to kiss down my exposed throat.
He released my jaw, slipping his hands over my shoulders to my waist before landing on my hips. He gripped tightly. My ass was nearly off the counter as we rocked back and forth, rubbing against one another through our clothing.
I wanted and needed more. So much more. I was on fire. My body felt like it could burst into flames at any moment.
“I need…” I trailed off, lost to the intense sensations.
“What do you need?”
He pressed me back until I was on my elbows on the countertop. It wasn’t big enough to lay me out completely, but he could get a full look at me while our bottom halves were still held roughly joined together.
“You,” I breathed.
His hands swept up to the low cut of my dress, dragging a finger down the middle of my cleavage. “This?”
I bit my lip. “Maybe a little lower.”
