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“I’m sorry,” he said again.
I shrugged. “It’s okay.”
He studied my eyes and then leaned in. His lips brushed mine in a featherlight kiss, as if he was testing to see if it was okay. I pressed my lips harder against his, reassuring him that it was more than okay. He reached up and cupped the back of my head, holding me in place. His kiss was tender, and it sang through my veins.
I cupped his face while my tongue stroked inside his mouth. He stood without taking his mouth from mine, kicked out the chair beside him, and sat. Then he pulled me forward. I yelped, and he growled as he settled me on his lap. His mouth was on mine again, but this time, the kiss was deeper.
His hard length pressed against my core, and desire flooded me, causing my body to tingle. Sid’s hand was on the back of my head, holding it in place while his beard scraped my smooth skin like sandpaper.
All my thoughts and fears about what we were doing flew out the window. My mind emptied the way it always did when Sid’s mouth and hands were on me. I loved how he could turn my thoughts off and just make me feel.
One of his big hands cupped my breast through my shirt. He rubbed his thumb in tiny circles until my nipple was a hard bead and I was mewling into his mouth. I rocked my hips and ground against him. The hardness of his dick slid against my clit, and I moaned.
He groaned, and the hand that had been on my breast moved to my hip. With one hand on the back of my head and one on my hip, Sid had total control of my body. He rocked me back and forth against his dick while holding my head in place and devouring my mouth. He consumed me.
Sid moved away from my mouth to kiss over my jaw and down the column of my neck.
“God, I missed you. I want you so fucking bad,” he growled.
His beard scraped against my skin, and I shivered and moaned, writhing against his erection.
“The things I want to do to you.”
“Yes,” I cried.
He lifted me as he stood and carried me out of the kitchen to the stairs. He paused and pressed me back into the wall at the base of the staircase, taking my mouth again. My senses reeled as if they’d short-circuited.
He pulled back, leaving my body burning and my mouth tingling, and then he was moving up the stairs and down the short hall to his bedroom. Gently, he placed me on the bed and came down on top of me, grinding his hips into me. My pussy throbbed at the feel of his dick. His lips smashed against mine again, and his hand kneaded my breast.
I was lost in the thrusting of his hips, his hand on my breast, and his tongue slicking in and out of my mouth. I moaned and dug my fingernails into the skin of his back, arching up so I could feel his body against mine. It wasn’t enough. I needed skin to skin.
Sid moved back when I pushed lightly at his chest, giving me just enough room to pull my shirt over my head. He groaned as his eyes drank me in. I wasn’t wearing a bra, and my nipples were hard points, begging for his mouth.
His hands gently traced around my breasts. The fervent desire in his eyes burned my skin. He rubbed his thumbs in tiny circles over the sensitive tips. The way he took his time made it more erotic.
I cupped his face, and when his eyes met mine, tears pricked my eyes. His expression was a mix of adoration and pain, and I couldn’t understand it, but I felt it deep inside. Slowly, with his eyes locked on mine, he leaned down and took one breast into his mouth. His tongue swirled around my nipple, and he nipped lightly the way I liked.
After an agonizing few minutes on one breast, he moved to the other, giving it the same lavish attention. I was writhing beneath him, my pussy ached, and I was wetter than I’d ever been. I was ready to beg him for more when his hand moved down my abdomen to the hem of my sweats.
He gripped the edge of my pants and dragged them down my legs, leaving me in my thong and nothing else. I needed to touch him. I trailed my fingers over his chest, running them through the smattering of hair there. Next, I moved on to the ripples of his abs and down to the trail of hair that led into his sweats.
When I slipped my hand under his waistband, I was surprised to find he wasn’t wearing underwear. His dick was as hard as steel. I wrapped my hand around him and squeezed. He groaned, and I did it again, then moved my hand up to collect the bead of pre-cum at the tip and spread it down his length. His hand cupped mine through the fabric of his sweats, and I thought he was going to stop me. But instead, he started moving my hand, showing me how he liked it.
I smiled and followed his instructions. He dropped his hand and tipped his head back. God, he was sexy. The vein in his neck pulsed, and his eyes were closed.
Sid pulled back from my grip, and when his eyes met mine, a shiver ran through me. They were dark and burned with lust. It was a heady feeling knowing I put that there. He kissed his way down my body, and when he reached my center, he inhaled deeply and ripped my thong from my body. His big hands shoved my legs apart roughly.
A shocked gasp escaped me, and then his mouth was on me. My toes curled, and I gripped his hair, needing to anchor myself to something while he devoured me. He didn’t hold back, and my orgasm came on fast. I shuddered, and my legs quaked as pleasure rippled through me.
He pushed two fingers inside, twisted them, and made a come-hither motion. He was playing my pussy like a guitar. I exploded, screaming out his name, and ground my hips into his face.
I’d never had an orgasm that strong or that quickly before. The waves went on and on, and I thought for a minute that I’d die from pleasure overload.
I panted and struggled to catch my breath, but Sid was right there to catch me. He pressed gentle, loving kisses on my skin as he made his way up my body. When he finally reached my mouth, I could taste the saltiness of myself on his tongue.
Sid was a pleasant surprise. He was so reserved and grumpy on the outside, but in the bedroom, he was confident, controlled, and dirty. I was lucky enough to see the many sides of him. He was more than I ever expected.
Chapter 28
