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Mark moved closer, and my skin tingled with anticipation. “I didn’t want to leave you, but when you said no, it played on every one of my insecurities. My father said I wouldn’t amount to anything, and I believed him. I thought I wasn’t worthy of you.”
“That couldn’t be further from the truth. You’re a good man.” My heart broke for him. For the situation his father had put him in. For the unnecessary pain I’d caused by not explaining myself.
He brushed a hair back from my face and lingered. “I think you’re the reason I am.”
I tipped my head back, searching his face for any clue that he wanted me. I saw tenderness, warmth, and a simmering heat underneath.
His fingers tangled in my hair as he lowered his head. “I’ve never stopped wanting you.”
I looped my arms around his neck, pulling myself flush against him. “I want you.”
It was like something snapped inside him. His lips lowered to mine, and it wasn’t soft like our kisses were when we were teens; it was all-consuming, frantic. He tugged at my clothes, and I pulled at his.
His lips and teeth clashed with mine. It was like the last ten years had been broken wide open. There was nothing holding us back. It was just him and me and repressed desires.
I moaned from somewhere deep inside me as he shoved my leggings down my thighs and off, never taking his lips from mine. His hands ghosted over my shoulders, my ribs, and my hips. He was touching me, but it wasn’t enough.
I pulled my T-shirt over my head, leaving me in a bra and panties. My chest heaved from exertion as his gaze moved slowly over every inch of my body.
I looked different now, more filled out. Would he like what he saw? Or would he mourn the girl he used to know?
“You’re gorgeous. Just like I imagined.” His tone was reverent.
Emboldened by his words, I reached behind my back and unclipped my bra. I let it fall down my shoulders to the floor. Mark tracked my movements.
My nipples pebbled as he stepped closer. “You’re so beautiful. I knew when I finally had you, I’d want to take my time with you. I wanted to make it special.”
“It will be because it’s us.”
His hands rested lightly on my shoulders as if he were suddenly afraid to make a move. His words reminded me of the things he said to me when we were kids. We weren’t virgins anymore, but this was our first time. No matter if it was slow or fast, it was special because it was us.
I tipped my head to the side. “I’m not glass, you know. I’m not going to break.”
His eyes flashed. “You want me like this?”
“I want you however I can have you.” My brain filtered through images of him taking me against the wall and me riding him on the floor. I was very aware I was mostly naked while he was still dressed.
He whipped his shirt off with one hand, and my skin tingled with anticipation. His broad shoulders, defined pecs, and chiseled abs… Everything about him was hard and unyielding. He’d worked out in high school, but he wasn’t built like this. Clearly, his body was his temple, and I intended to worship it.
I stepped closer, resting my palms on his chest, the light dusting of hair tickling my skin as I moved over his pecs, his abs, and lower. He sucked in a breath at the contact.
My fingers rested over his belt buckle. I looked up at him from under my lashes. “May I?”
He groaned, and I fumbled with his belt while he kissed me like a man possessed. Like a man who’d been craving me since the day we met.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I ripped my lips from his to free his belt and push his pants down over his hips.
I half-expected him to capture my wrists with his hands and tell me there wasn’t a rush because he seemed just as eager as I was.
He stepped out of his pants, leaving him in black briefs that clung to his hard cock. I cupped him, watching the expression on his face that was a mixture of pleasure and pain.
“You’re killing me.” With a surge of energy, he lifted me so that my legs wrapped around his waist.
I reveled in his pure strength as he carried me upstairs. My fingers tangled in his hair as we kissed each other. I’d never felt like this with anyone else.
This passion between us was a revelation. I wasn’t shy or uncertain. I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted him, and I was finally going to have him.
I ground my pussy over his cock, bemoaning the thin cotton and strip of lace that prevented me from feeling every bare inch of him. My nipples rubbed against the hair on his chest. Then I was flying and bouncing on the bed. My legs fell open as he stood at the edge, pushing his briefs down and off. His cock jutted out, proud and hard.
