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Chapter Five
By the time we stumbleup the stairs into my apartment, we are a tangled mess of limbs and tongues, hands, and lips. Clothes are being ripped away and discarded, our mouths only breaking apart long enough to slide our shirts over our heads.
When I’m down to nothing but my black panties and bra, and Westin is stripped bare of everything but his boxers, he hoists my body up, my legs instinctively going around his waist.
He carries me the few remaining feet to the bed and then collapses down on top of me. He breaks away from my lips to trail kisses down my neck, across my chest, eventually closing his mouth around my nipple through the thin material of my bra.
I cry out in pleasure as he shoves the material aside and takes me into his mouth, sucking and biting in a way that has my back arching off the bed and my body begging for him to be inside of me.
He continues the same torturously slow movement across my other breast before finally discarding my bra all together, and then his mouth begins to make the descent even lower.
He kisses each of my hip bones as he shimmies my panties down and then discards them somewhere on the floor. My body is so tight with anticipation that by the time he makes it back up to my face, I’m practically begging him to take me.
“You are so beautiful,” he murmurs as he bites and nips at the flesh at the base of my throat. “Every inch of you tastes incredible.” He hums as he runs his tongue along my jawline. “But I want to taste this.” He slides his hand between my thighs and I immediately press into his touch.
I may regret this in the morning. But right now? Tonight? This is all I care about. All I feel. All I want to feel.
“Westin,” I plead.
“Tell me what you want, Scarlett?” He breathes against my mouth, trailing his tongue along my lower lip.
“You,” I say without hesitation. “I want you.”
A growl resonates from his throat as he shoves two fingers inside of me, his mouth swallowing my cries of pleasure. His fingers are gentle and yet rough at the same time, as they slide in and out.
“Westin,” I cry again, arching my back into his hand as I feel the build inside of me start to grow. Without warning, he pulls his fingers from inside me, ignoring my whine of disapproval.
“Not yet.” He tsks. “First, I want to taste you.” He seductively slides down my body, settling his face between my legs.
Feeling self-conscious at the way he's staring at my bare body, I want to squirm away, but the feeling of his hot breath against my core is enough to hold me in place.
Lowering his face, my whole body seizes in pleasure when I feel his tongue slide against me. Another flick and my body is pulling off the mattress. Another and then another until he is devouring me, every muscle inside of me clenched to the point of pain.
The build comes on so fast and strong. I have no time to prepare myself before my orgasm rips through me with so much intensity that my body trembles beneath Westin's skilled mouth.
He takes his time, gently coaxing me down with soft kisses before making his way back up to my face, his hips settling firmly between my legs.
“Better than I could have imagined.” He leans down to kiss me so that I can taste myself on his lips. The act leaves me feeling even more turned on as I press into him, silently asking him to give me what I know we both want.
His tongue slides against mine as he shifts, shoving his boxers down. Settling between my legs, I feel the heavy weight of his erection pressing against me.
“Are you on birth control?” he murmurs against my mouth, doing another full sweep with his tongue.
“Yes,” I pant.
It’s stupid. I should make him wear protection. But for some reason I trust him. I know I shouldn’t. But I do.
He groans again, grinding into me, teasing me, testing me. And then I feel him nudge at my entrance.
I’m lost. Blinded by passion. Overcome with lust.
And when he hitches forward, I feel like my body might spontaneously combust at any moment. He moves slowly, inch by inch, until he is buried so deep inside of me I'm not sure where he ends and I begin.
My body hums in approval at the too full feeling and instinctively rocks against Westin as he begins slowly pumping inside of me.
God, he feels so incredible. How does he feel this good?
I was drunk that night in the hotel room, my emotions and feelings muddled. But now, now I feel everything. And it’s overwhelming.
