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“A pillow,” I answered. “I held it up and slapped the shit out of it. It actually helped.”
“Such violence,” he chuckled. “Would you believe it if I told you I imagined you doing exactly that?”
"What?" I shouted while laughing. "Wow, you think I'd do such a thing?"
I raised my hand to pretend I was slapping him, and he skillfully interlocked our fingers. My laughter died, his hand almost swallowing mine, but his warmth got me.
Dorian had stopped laughing as well, and our hands lowered. His thumb caressed my skin, and I bit down on the inside of my lip. I knew he was looking at me, I could see him, but I kept my eyes on our hands.
If we could live in this moment of simple, pure happiness, I'd be glad, but when he cupped my cheek, and my heart fluttered, I started to think about where this might go.
“Marian,” he whispered, and I closed my eyes.
His lips met mine and his hand on my cheek slid around to my nape. My body moved closer to him without me giving it the command to. It was like an involuntary action that my body knew to take.
He moved closer so he was before me, our kiss becoming far more passionate than how it had started. We finally let go of our interlocked hands, and I held his cheek while he held my waist. He stopped when his hand slid down my waist to my thigh, and I whimpered with delight.
He didn't go too far up, caressing my thigh teasingly and his tongue softly licked at mine. I felt his member throb against me, and there weren't any voices in my head yelling at me to stop this time.
Why shouldn't I do this? Why shouldn't I be touched and kissed by Dorian when it was all I could think about? We'd crossed the bridge separating us, so why can't I be rewarded with this, awarded with the sensational feeling of his hand traveling up my thigh, waist, and side to my breast.
When his lips parted, and he looked down, his shirt pulled up high enough to reveal my naked body, he licked his lips.
My eyes rolled back, his hand kneading my breast, and I crossed my thighs somewhat, a poor attempt to shield my body from his intense gaze.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked against my lips, and I shook my head.
“No,” I whispered. “I don’t want you to.”
“What do you want?” he asked, and I arched into his touch as he pinched my nipple. “Tell me.”
"You," I said breathily, and he released my breast.
I watched as he got on his knees before me and pulled me down the bed by my legs. He'd been my first, and right now, it felt like the past was repeating itself. I was nervous and on the verge of trembling with anxiety and excitement.
I hadn't been with anyone in so long, I hadn't been touched, kissed, or looked at like this, and even in the past, no one had come near to making me feel this willing to total submission. I'd developed a dominance in relationships and especially in the bedroom, but with Dorian, he was in charge, and I wouldn't dare object.
He removed my shirt, and the second it was off, he kissed my belly, side, down to my thigh, knee, and foot.
He lifted my leg in the air, his eyes roaming my body to settle between my legs. I pulled my free leg over, his hungry gaze too much, and I was already on the verge of exploding. The rain, the slight chill in the air, his perfect body, his warm touch, it was all too much.
Dorian quickly grabbed my leg, the other still on his shoulder, and leaned over me, pushing my legs open.
"Don't hide from me," he said. "I've missed you, Marian, every inch of you, and I'm going to have my fill."
I laid back, having no intention to object, and he peppers my thigh with kisses back up to my toes before kissing them. Electricity traveled down my leg to my crotch, and I cupped my breasts while arching off the bed.
He licked his way down my inner leg to my crotch, but instead of tasting me like I wanted him to, he continued up my body to my breasts. I combed my fingers through his hair when he released my leg to cup my breast and lick my nipple.
He paid the perky bud the attention it deserved, licking and tasting me, nibbling on me, and I gasped when he pressed into me. He was rock hard, and my core clenched with need. My pelvis lifted off the bed, needing to feel more of him, and he arched into me, teasing me the way I wanted.
I wondered where things would take us after our conversation earlier, and I didn't see us making it here. I wasn't complaining, though, far from it. I wanted to think about what might happen after this, but I pushed those thoughts away.
They’d ruin the moment.
Dorian slid down my body, pushed my legs apart, and I moaned loudly, my legs already shaking as he tasted me. When he growled against me, his hands moving under my knees to push my legs up and open, I lost it.
I climaxed.
