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Chapter 21
Troy slid his hands smoothly up the outside of her legs and fastened his fingers tightly around her hips as he used his mouth to tease her most sensitive regions. It was necessary in order to still her writhing enough so that he could have a little bit of control. He wanted to be methodical at the same time as he was driven by passion so that he could maximize her pleasure.
An unintended benefit of having his hands so tightly wrapped around her hips, though, was that he felt every jump and twitch of her muscles underneath that hot skin, and it drove him almost to distraction. In fact, he got so involved for a moment in the rippling of her ass under his fingers and the twitching of her belly under his thumb that he forgot to concentrate on the work he was doing with his mouth.
He forgot, that was, until she leaned forward to entangle her fingers in his hair and push his head forward, latching his mouth tighter onto her wet folds, as she moaned, “God, Troy, please. Please don’t stop.”
His dick was so hard it threatened to bust right out of his pants. It pressed painfully against his fly and he wanted to release it, but the time just wasn’t right yet. He needed to do this the right way. No cutting corners, no thinking of his needs before hers. He was in this to worship her like the goddess that she was, to give her as much pleasure as he felt just being in the same room with her. To show her, with his hands, his mouth and his body, how lucky he felt to be going to bed with her tonight.
He refocused on the movements of his tongue, trailing it up and down her seam, making sure to move slowly and deliberately, drawing out the sensation and increasing the torture factor exponentially.
When he did finally allow her body to release, he wanted the explosion to be so massive that it would shake her to her very core. That required some buildup, and he was just the kind of man to put in the necessary effort. Delayed gratification was the best kind of gratification.
He pushed his tongue inside of her, pressing up against her strong inner walls, which squeezed against him, making it difficult to go further. But he persisted.
He groaned, thinking about the fact that before too long, his cock would be buried in that sweet tunnel that he was tasting.
Fuck. It was going to be so good.
He moved his mouth back to the top of her slit, swirling his tongue around and around her hot pleasure button the same way he’d just been doing with her nipples. The effect was just as rewarding. She moaned and wriggled under his intimate kiss, seemingly losing conscious control of her muscles.
He could sense that she was ready in every movement, every rapid breath, every twitch and every moan.
He flicked her hard nub faster and faster until she clenched all of her muscles from head to toe. She screamed in pleasure at that exact moment, and he knew he had accomplished his goal.
If her screams were any indication, it wasn’t an everyday kind of climax. He’d wanted to give her something memorable, something without precedence if possible, and he thought that he might’ve been able to achieve just that.
She arched her back and dug her fingernails into his shoulders as she crested the peak of her pleasure again and again.
He reached up and tweaked her nipples in the same rhythm he gently lapped at her feminine mound, aiming to prolong the pleasure racing through her as long as humanly possible.
When she did inevitably come down from that high, he kissed his way back up her belly, slick with a thick sheen of perspiration now, and looked her in the eyes as he stroked her sweat soaked hair back from her forehead.
“Was that good for you, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice tender as he studied her beautiful face, now slack from pleasure and exertion.
She reached her hand up and laid it across his face, a gentle smile softening her lips as she studied him.
“I think you may’ve taken ten years off my life—or maybe added them on, I can’t be sure.”
He laughed along with her and then kissed her deeply. This kiss was not like the one they’d shared downstairs, or any of the others since the encounter had started. Those had been about the buildup of what was to come. This one was about solidifying the bond that had grown between them. It was deep, and sweet, and passionate in a way that was more about the emotional and spiritual than the physical.
That wasn’t to say it didn’t turn him on. He would’ve been lying if he’d said that his dick wasn’t growing steelier with every passing second as he moved his tongue against hers. There would never be a time when he’d kiss a naked Alison and not have it turn him on, that was just a given. But his physical reaction was secondary to the emotions he was feeling for her.
He was in awe of her, and at the same time wanted to protect her from anything that might threaten her or harm her. He wanted to wrap her up in his arms, take her far away to a secluded place that only the two of them knew about, and spend the rest of their lives making her the happiest and most well taken care of woman in the world.
He knew it wasn’t realistic, but to even want those things was such a step forward for him. He’d never been interested in a woman—not really, not for anything more than simple short-term physical gratification—since he’d come back to Valentine Bay. After all, with his responsibilities, the risk was just too great. To bring someone into their lives, to give his heart away and risk having it broken…no. That could end up being too much of a distraction. He was all Mila had now, and she deserved better.
But with Alison…damn, it was like he had no choice. He’d taken one look at her and fallen so deeply, and so fast, that there was no coming back from it.
One thing he knew was that he was ready to take it to the next level. Stroking her skin lightly with his fingertips, he whispered, “Are you ready, baby? Are you ready to feel me inside you?”
Her eyes rolled back and closed, and she let out a luxuriant groan, followed up by the breathless exclamation, “Oh God, yes. I’m beyond ready. Please.”
He pulled a condom out of his wallet and set it aside, then undressed as quickly as he could, turned on all the more because her eyes were focused on every new inch of skin he exposed with laser precision. And the more clothes he removed from his body, the more lust pooled in those brown orbs, and the faster and shallower her breath came.
Damn. He was being looked at like a sex object, appreciated as a pure physical specimen, and he sure as hell liked the way it felt. He was pretty certain it might’ve been different if the person appreciating every ripple of his toned athlete’s muscles wasn’t Alison, but since it was, the blatant devouring of her gaze made him almost as hard as the sight of her gorgeous body did.
When he was completely naked, he unwrapped the condom and slid it down over his steel hard erection. He didn’t even need to make room for himself between her legs by pushing her knees farther apart. She’d already done that. Watching him take off his clothes and then prep his cock to be inside her by sliding the condom over it, she’d done her part to get ready for the two of them to come together as one and spread her legs wide to welcome him.
