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“No more awkward than me admitting the same,” I assured him. “I think it’s rather romantic, don’t you? Like we were meant to find each other?”
“I was always meant to find you,” he promised me, climbing onto the bed over me and placing a soft kiss against my lips.
My body was a bundle of nerves, all on edge, and as his hips parted my thighs and I felt the pressure of his cock against my clit, even through my panties, that small contact sent me writhing over the edge. The tight coil that had built in my stomach unleashed a torrent of curses from my mouth as I screamed my release into the room.
“Damn,” Hez said with a grin.
Heat rose up my cheeks in embarrassment at how easily he had made me come.
“Hey,” he said, placing a soft kiss on the tip of my nose. “Baby, it’s okay. There are going to be a lot more where that came from.”
I didn’t doubt that at all, but it didn’t make it any less humiliating.
Apparently, Hez felt the best way to relieve my self-consciousness was to get me riled up again. His hand slid between our bodies, and his fingers delved inside my panties, parting my lips and rubbing hard circles over my clit.
My back bowed at his touch, pressing my breasts against his chest. A scream caught in my throat, and his tongue sliding into my mouth turned the sound into a moan that rumbled through my chest. Over and over, his digits worked at my soaked slit while his tongue mimicked the movements inside my mouth. I could feel the heat rising in my body, the electric pulse of orgasm growing closer and closer to shattering. Just as the pressure seemed ready to break, he removed his hand and pulled back to look at me.
“Hey,” I complained, my voice taut with frustration.
“What?” he asked, a slow smile spreading across his lips. “Just a minute ago, you were embarrassed about coming. Now, you’re so greedy you expect me to make you come again?”
“For fuck’s sake, Hez,” I said as I flung my arm over my eyes in exasperation. “Why in the hell did you stop?”
“Because I want you to come when I go down on you,” he whispered against my ear, before reaching behind my back and unhooking my bra. I lifted my arms so he could pull it free and discard it, then watched as he stared at my chest, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. “You are so fucking beautiful Hannah.”
I shuddered at his words, the movement turning into a full-body shiver as he kissed his way down my body. He paused to suck first one then the other nipple between his teeth. His fingers pinched each in turn then alternated, rolling one nub between his thumb and finger while the other tip was being nibbled, switching back and forth until I thought I would scream in frustration.
His gaze flicked up to me, and he smiled around my breast before finally releasing my sensitive nipples and continuing his descent.
His thumbs hooked into my panties and slid them down my legs, discarding them before he shifted his body to rest between my thighs. He smiled up at me and winked before lowering his mouth to my aching core.
Stars exploded behind my eyelids as my head fell back against the pillows, my body unable to control any muscle functions as he lapped at my slit. His tongue swirled my clit, laving it slowly before he pulled it between his lips. As his finger penetrated my channel, release found me again.
My fingers curled into the bedding as I cried out his name and struggled to keep from bucking against his face. Sparks shot through every nerve ending as wave upon wave of pleasure washed over me.
Hez continued to work my clit and pump his finger inside of me, adding a second when my body finally stopped writhing beneath him.
“I want you,” I said, the words coming out as more of a sob. “Please, Hez.”
Though I had asked him to move, I still felt hollow at the loss of his fingers inside me. Knowing they would soon be replaced with Hez’s shaft wasn’t enough to keep me from sighing at the emptiness that suddenly overtook me.
He climbed back up my body, positioning himself between my legs. His weight was already a familiar comfort, and I knew that I would ache for it every second of my life that he wasn’t on top of me.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said as he moved to trail hot kisses across my throat and neck. “I could make you do that for the rest of our lives and be completely happy.”
His words made my throat clench. Before I could ask him if he really meant that, if he had actually thought about the rest of our lives the way I had, he tilted his hips and pushed his full length inside me in one smooth, firm motion. My nails dug into his shoulders at the immediate fullness that racked my body and he felt so good inside of me that any pain I had expected never came.
Once again, I found myself in a humiliating position with him as tears pricked at my eyes then fell down my cheeks. I was too far gone to have any emotional control at this point. It was so confusing to feel this way about a man I’d only just met.
“Hannah,” he said, his voice rough against my ear. “It’s all right. What can I do?”
“Just move,” I pleaded, my voice hoarse. “Please, Hez.”
And he did.
Over and over, he struck that spot deep inside of me, hard and fast, until I felt a pressure building inside me that was completely different than the first two orgasms he’d given me. It was as if a giant ball of fire gathered in a place that had never even felt heat. Part of me was afraid I may actually blow apart when the dam inside my body finally broke.
Every muscle in my body tensed, and it felt as if I didn’t even know what to do with the pleasure I was feeling.
