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“Oh” is all I manage to say. I am frozen by his stare. My heart starts to pound in my chest and my breathing quickens.
Something close to a growl leaves his throat. “Your body deserves to be worshiped. Every touch to your skin should be sacred.” He lunges for me, his mouth hungrily covering mine.
My hands wrap around his shoulders, fingers thrusting into his hair. His kiss devours me, our tongues gliding together in a sensual dance. Never have I been kissed like this. With such intense hunger and passion. His hands travel down my body, his touch light and reverent. He said my body deserves to be worshiped and he is showing me his devotion.
A frustrated moan rumbles through his chest, and I am suddenly lifted into his arms. His hands are on the back of my thighs, my legs instinctively wrapping around him. The roughness of the towel from his erection creates delicious friction against me, and I grind myself on him, our mouths never breaking.
For a moment I am concerned. I am not a small woman. The number on the scale when I step on it could be considered someone’s max deadlift. But Holden doesn’t even pause in his movements, no hitch in his step as he carries me through the hallway and into his bedroom. He doesn’t stop until he places me on his bed, covering my body with his.
His room is lit by a lone bedside lamp, casting a dim glow across the space. Our kiss breaks as Holden moves his mouth down my body, kissing down my neck to my breast. I use this moment to look around his room. It’s a dark, moody gray with dark wood dressers. The bed is covered in a soft white duvet, the headboard a plush dark leather. The entire outside wall is the floor-to-ceiling windows, just like downstairs. A soft glow is cast into the room from the lights of the city, the blizzard continuing to swirl and drift through the sky.
I moan as his mouth connects with my nipple, sucking lightly before he nips at the tip, causing me to cry out. “Hush baby,” he croons, his voice thick and gravely from his arousal, and I swear my core drenches just from his voice. He continues his assault on the other nipple, making me arch my back as I moan.
My hands slide through his hair and I squeeze my hands into a fist, a hiss escaping his mouth as he continues down my body. He hitches my leg over his shoulder as his face settles between my legs. He pushes my other leg out and flat against the bed, opening me up for him. “You’re so beautiful, baby. Now let me taste you.” With a growl he devours me. His tongue glides through my folds and up to my clit. My hips have started to move of their own accord, grinding myself against his face.
He sucks my clit, drawing a sound from my mouth that I am certain I will be embarrassed by later. He takes his time, stroking his tongue over my most sensitive parts, the only sound in the room is our frenzied moans. His tongue works magic as pleasure continues to build in my belly. My body clenches for him, muscles tightening around nothing. Holden must sense this and I almost die the next moment when he releases my clit and dips his tongue into my entrance, fucking me with his tongue. The sensation is almost too much, and I whimper as he drags me closer to the edge, my orgasm building. He continues to worship me with his tongue and with a loud cry, I come. The waves of pleasure threaten to drown me as Holden continues to lap at me, one fist tangled in his hair, the other clenching the sheets. My legs try to close around his head, but he continues to hold me open for him, never coming up for air until he wrings the last spasm of pleasure from me.
My body is in a state of ecstasy as he kisses my inner thigh and up my body. He throws the towel off his hips and tosses it to the floor as he settles between my legs. He kisses me as his hands continue to stroke my body. “I want you,” I breathe. Our foreheads settle together, our breath mingling. “I want you inside of me,” I beg.
“I’ll grab a condom,” he breathes and makes to move off of me. Instead of letting him leave, I clutch him to me. I don’t want his weight off of my body. I want to be covered with him, wholly consumed by him.
"I have an IUD,” I blurt. “I’m clean, I got checked last month.” His blue/gray eyes crash into mine, trying to gauge what I am saying. “I want to feel all of you,” I breathe.
He continues to stare into my eyes, our souls entwining. “I’m all clear. I get checked every 3 months.” Still, he does not move, continuing to lock eyes with me. “Are you sure?”
His question, just a whisper, wraps around me. Am I sure? I’ve never gone without protection. I’m the careful, cautious one. I follow the rules, I play by the book, and I don’t stray from them. Go to college because that’s what you do. Become a teacher because what else would I do? The words ‘I follow the rules will be engraved on my headstone.
Am I sure? I’ve never been more sure about anything. I want him. All of him. No boundaries, no reservations. “Yes,” I gasp.
“Thank fuck,” he cries before he adjusts himself between my legs and slides into me.
We both moan as he slides home. His head hangs in the cradle of my neck as I cling to his back. The fullness of him is breathtaking. Literally. The breath leaves my lungs as he stretches me to fit him. I can feel his panting against my damp skin, both of us taking in the sensation of being connected, skin to skin.
When I finally catch my breath, he starts to move. Slowly he pulls out, and gently moves back in, going deeper with each movement. “Fuck baby. You were made for me. So tight,” he grits out as he continues to move. I meet him thrust for thrust, our bodies moving as one.
His movements create a growing pleasure in my stomach, slow, steady, and gentle. But I know what I like.
“Faster,” I gasp.“Go faster. Fuck me hard.” He grunts as he begins to pound into me, hitting a spot deep inside that causes me to whimper with each thrust. “Harder,” I plead. Holden unleashes, giving me what I want, pounding into me, pleasure blooming throughout my body.
Suddenly, Holden pulls out of me. A complaint is on the edge of my lips as he orders, “on your stomach. I want to see that glorious ass in the air.”
I quickly roll over, offering my ass to him as I place my chest flat against the bed. It’s like this man knows me inside and out. He knew I wanted this before I did.
As soon as I am in position, he plunges in, his pace relentless. The angle created in this position has him hitting that sweet spot deep within me. “Oh fuck!” I am panting and covered in sweat as he continues to plow into me. His hand reaches around to my clit, and I shatter. My orgasm crashes through me, Holden never once easing his tempo as I come undone around him. I feel my pussy clenching around his length as he continues to work me over, wringing otherworldly sounds from my throat.
He comes a moment later, my name on his lips, his release filling me. The only sounds in the room are our mingled breathing and the howling of the blizzard outside, as we come back down to earth.
Chapter 7
Everly
I wake up the next morning in a state of bliss and shock. I never imagined that this would happen to me. I went home with a man from the club and had the best sex of my life. I gingerly stretch, reaching my arms over my head, and marvel at my sore muscles. Just another sign that I thoroughly enjoyed myself.
Holden held me for most of the night, stroking my back, offering me comfort. I never considered myself a cuddler, but I could be in his arms forever. We talked in the dark, enclosed in each other’s arms speaking about random things, learning about each other.
I roll over and notice that I am alone in the massive bed. Placed on the bedside table next to me are some clothes, presumably the ones he tried to give me last night before we got distracted. I’m wary of trying to put his clothes on, but what choice do I have? I could wear the dress from last night, but I also enjoy the thought of wearing his clothing.
Amazingly the clothes fit, the boxer briefs making my ass look incredible. The soft t-shirt is snug around my boobs and hips but otherwise fits. I fuss with my hair and look at myself in the hanging mirror before leaving the room. I looked well fucked and satisfied.
