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I had the power. He’d given it to me.
“I’m safe,” I whispered to myself.
Andrew’s eyes filled with concern, but he did nothing to stop me when I pushed his boxer briefs over his erection. I stepped back, admiring his naked form. He was perfectly defined. Strong legs. Cut torso. Thick erection which jutted toward the ceiling.
“You’re beautiful,” I admired, and his eyes flared.
I ran my fingers over every inch of his front, memorizing the feel of him. Warmth. So much warmth radiated from him. I yearned for more of my skin against his, to let his heat consume me.
Eventually, my hands found his face. I cupped his cheeks and looked at him from underneath my lashes. I tried to convey without words what this meant to me—for me. His expression was one of understanding. Being naked, in my hands, didn’t seem to bother him in the least. He seemed at home with me. I didn’t take that for granted.
“It’s never been like this,” I said, quietly.
“Not for me, either.”
My lips found his again. “We’ve only kissed.”
“This is way beyond physical, and you know it.” He tensed, lifting his arms only to lower them as he struggled not to touch me without permission. “It’s elemental.”
“Elemental,” I repeated, letting the word roll around on my tongue. He was right. I felt it down to my core.
I kissed my way down his chest, made a trail over his abdomen, intentionally skipping his most prominent part on the way to his feet. As I reached his calves, I realized it hadn’t even occurred to me to be afraid of this moment.But I can see him. My hands are free to touch.
“I would never hurt you,” he rasped as if reading my thoughts.
I looked up at him from my knees. “I know.”
I ran my palms up his thighs with their faint tan lines remaining from summer. “Can we go to the sea when it’s warm enough again?”
He blinked at me a few times while registering what I’d asked. “Absolutely.” Andrew looked wistful as he studied me. “May I touch your hair?”
“Yes,” I said without hesitation.
He fingered the strands before palming the back of my head. “This’ll be so pretty blowing around in the sea breeze.”
I wrapped my fingers around his shaft, and his grip on my hair tightened. I’d been forced to learn how to pleasure a man. I was confident in my abilities, but this was different. I cared very much how Andrew felt. I wondered if he’d enjoy my touch, love what I did to him.
As I admired his length, I imagined how he’d feel inside me. I needed him to take everything. My mouth. My sex. My ass. He would erase the last man who’d touched me without permission. Soon, I’d only have Andrew’s mark. And it was one I never wanted to be rid of.
I smiled before I opened my mouth and took in the tip of his erection. A salty, thick drop hit my tongue. Yes. It was already happening. His was now the last taste in my mouth. I pumped the base of his shaft as I plunged deeper with my mouth.
“Trish,” he said hoarsely. “You don’t have to do this.”
I responded by lightly scraping my teeth on his cock and diving back down until half of him was in my mouth.
“Fuck me.” He threw his head back in pleasure. I made him happy at the same time I was. This was a foreign concept when it came to sex.
I bobbed, savoring the essence of him as I worked him into a frenzy. A string of curses escaped his mouth, but when he said my name it was with reverence. That was the word on his lips most often, spurring me on.
When he was close, I slowed my pace, and he groaned. I ran my tongue in a spiral up his shaft until I reached the head. Then I sucked just the tip. His hips jerked forward.
“Bright Side, I can’t stop it,” he practically gasped.
I took him deep, my satisfaction equal to his when he exploded into my mouth. His chest heaved as I licked him clean, and I was breathless myself. He hauled me to my feet and slammed his mouth to mine. My tongue sought his. I held his face to mine as we devoured one another.
All of my gratitude, passion, and need poured into the kiss. In turn, I felt his. I wasn’t some fetish. Someone he’d paid for to do as he pleased with. He was as grateful to be with me as I was to be with him.
“There aren’t words,” he said when I peeled my lips from his.
