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“So much.”
His mouth crashed down on mine, like he’d been unleashed. As if he’d been holding himself back.
He pulled back slightly. “I need to take this slow, but I can’t seem to.”
“Upstairs,” was all I could manage. I wanted him.
He toed off his shoes and dropped his keys and phone on the entryway table. I did the same with my shoes and purse before he lifted me so that my legs wrapped around his hips. As he carried me up the steps and toward his room, our kisses were desperate, as if we were worried one of us would back off at any second.
He lowered me carefully to the bed, hovering over me with one knee on the bed and a hand braced next to my head. He sobered, some of the passion stifled. “My phone is on the table by the front door. There are no electronics in here. No cameras.”
My heart squeezed with emotion as I reached up to palm his cheek. “I never thought you’d do something like that.”
His throat worked as if it was emotional for him too. “I wanted you to know.”
I lifted to kiss him softly. “I trust you, Sam.”
He lowered his head, kissing me until I forgot about what happened in the past, and it was just him and me in this bedroom. No worries or fears. Doubt didn’t have a place here. I released the restraints and let myself be in the moment with him.
We kissed for a long time before he shucked his clothes and helped me with mine. Leaving me in the peach bra and panty set I’d hoped he’d see tonight, he cupped my breast as if it were something to be cherished. “What is this bra?”
I glanced down. Flowers swirled, covering only my nipples but leaving swaths of skin visible through the lace. “Lace?”
“Torture. It’s fucking torture.” His hands on my breasts, he lowered his head to kiss my sternum, my stomach quivering under his mouth, to my belly, and lower still.
“Gorgeous,” he breathed as he settled between my legs.
Pleased he seemed to enjoy the lingerie I’d worn just for him, I wanted to feel his breath on my bare skin. I hooked my fingers in my panties, intending to slide them down, but he stopped me.
“Not yet. These are too good to remove.”
My skin tingled with anticipation. My core was wet and heavy. I needed more. “Sam.”
His mouth covered the lace, the heat of it penetrating my core through the thin material. The lace provided a friction that drove me wild. When I couldn’t take any more, he moved the material to the side and licked me. I bucked off the bed, desperate for more.
No one had ever gone down on me. In my social circle, blow jobs were common, but I’d never had the favor returned.
I threw a forearm over my head and lost myself in the sensation of his mouth and fingers. It was too much, yet not enough. I needed more pressure, I needed—
He paused abruptly, pulling my panties over my hips and down my legs. He tugged me down the bed by my ankles until my legs were dangling over. Kneeling, he said, “You’re beautiful like this.”
He reached up and deftly unhooked the front clasp of my bra, and my breasts spilled out. Rubbing one peak, he lowered his mouth to my pussy, and I couldn’t stop the arch of my hips or the trembling in my thighs. Completely open and bare to him, I felt vulnerable. Emotion fluttered in my chest.
With the combination of his fingers pumping inside me, and his tongue on my clit, I arched off the bed all too soon as the orgasm shot through me, firing pleasure to every inch of my body. I clasped his forearm, needing an anchor.
“I’ve got you.” He repeated my favorite words as he wiped his mouth and moved up my body. He must have had a condom ready because he smoothed it down his cock.
“I need you.” I’d just orgasmed, but I felt empty.
He kissed me, his cock nudging my entrance as my essence filled my mouth. It was erotic, like nothing I’d ever experienced. He slipped inside. Even though it had been a while, I was ready for him.
It felt good to trust again, to let go, to give in to this moment. To the feelings, the sensations, and the emotion I saw in his eyes. This was big for him too.
Maybe not as earth-shattering, but I hoped it meant something for him as well.
He paused when he was seated deep inside me, pausing to kiss me, as if to reassure himself that I was okay. My hips arched, urging him to move.
He shifted so his forearms were on the bed on either side of my head, kissing me as his hips pumped. Each glide of his cock felt like a reawakening. He found a spot inside me and reached for it again and again as I came undone.
