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“Please,” I say as I writhe before him.
His fingers hook and pull my panties off. His eyes are focused on my core as he uses his thumbs to part my folds. His lips close over me, his tongue immediately spearing my center.
“Fuck,” I cry out as I arch against his mouth.
He uses one hand to hold me to the mattress as he drags his tongue up to my clit and I run my fingers through his hair, tugging to keep him focused right where he’s at. Searing heat builds deep inside me as he flicks my clit over and over with his tongue ring and I grind against his mouth, fucking his face with a desperation that I’m sure will embarrass me tomorrow.
The orgasm slams into me like a freight train, pleasure firing through my body like lightning bolts. He never stops licking and sucking, even as my thighs move together, trapping him between them. When the final trembles subside and my legs drop, he looks up at me with an arrogant smirk on his wet lips.
He crawls up my body slowly, placing open mouth kisses on each passing inch. His lips take mine again with a slow deep kiss and I run my hands from his shoulders down the dips and valleys of his chest and abs until I get to his jeans. His cock springs free as push his pants and boxer briefs down his hips.
I wrap my hand around his length, gripping him while he takes his pants the rest of the way off. Running my thumb over his swollen crown, I wipe the beaded cum from his tip and bring it to my mouth. He watches with a feral need as I taste him.
“God, I want to fuck that mouth so bad, but first I need your dripping cunt wrapped around me.”
I position him at my entrance. “Show me how much you want me.”
I should have thought through challenging him like that because when he slams into me I cry out, arching off the bed.
“Fuck.” He groans against my neck. “Fucking perfect.”
He kisses me, beginning to move, and my nails dig into his sides as I fight through the burn. He pushes up and looks down at me in alarm.
“Vi, breathe baby. Are you okay?” He stills, his eyes searching mine.
I take a deep breath.
“I’m okay,” I say as I pull him down for another kiss. “Keep going.”
He looks down at me as he slowly pulls out almost completely, but gently glides back in. It’s already feeling better as he sets an almost tender pace. His eyes never leave my face as he watches for any sign that I’m hurting or uncomfortable.
The wall I’ve crafted carefully around my heart cracks the longer he moves reverently inside me, his eyes burrowing into the darkest recesses of my soul. This isn’t about punishment, it’s absolution. Could I tell him everything?
My lungs burn with the emotion I’m holding back. I can’t. I can’t let my guard down, no matter how good this feels.
“Fuck me, West. Harder,” I whisper as I wrap my legs around his waist, deepening for him.
He moans my name as he increases his tempo, his thrusts more forceful. The sound of skin slapping skin and panted breaths fill the cabin. This time, when my nails dig into his back it’s because I’m shattering into a thousand pieces of long denied pleasure.
I can feel him surging inside me as he finds his release and he drops his forehead to mine as we come down together. Our lips meet for a slow, deep kiss as he slides out of me.
He doesn’t say a word as he stands up and climbs off the bed. For one terrifying moment I think I’ve made the biggest mistake when he walks down the stairs, but once I realize he’s still fully naked, I relax. He can’t walk out into the Alaskan night without clothes.
He comes up a few minutes later with a glass of water and washcloth. I take the glass from him, drinking and watching as he kneels beside me on the bed, running the warm, wet cloth over my aching center.
“Is there something you need to tell me?” he asks.
I panic momentarily. How could he know?
“What do you mean?” I reply, grateful for the dark room so he can’t see the expression on my face.
“Have you had sex with anyone else in the past four years?” He tosses the cloth into my hamper.
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.”
“Seriously?” He nudges me over to the side as he covers us up. “It’s my business because we just fucked. Don’t be flippant.”
“No, I haven’t.” I let him pull me against his chest, allowing the warmth of his skin to sink into me.
