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He doesn’t stop until my undies make it past my brightly painted toes. Then he drops them on the ground and prowls toward me once more. Spreading my legs wide to accommodate his broad shoulders, I watch Efrem glide up my body.
Arousal throbs through my veins, making my ears ring.
His eyes dance as his lips reach the peak of my thighs, and watching me playfully, he strokes his tongue between my folds. Legs trembling, I nearly come undone at the sexy way he teases me. And his appreciative groan as he lets his eyes slide closed tells me I taste heavenly.
“Come kiss me, you sexy fucking god,” I murmur, my fingers tracing the line of his jaw and pulling him toward my face.
Efrem releases a low chuckle as he crawls over my body.
And as he claims my lips, our bodies align perfectly. He tastes tangy with my juices, and my heart rate kicks up another notch as he shares the flavor with me, delving deep into my mouth with his tongue.
One strong arm wraps around my waist, lifting my hips slightly. And I gasp as I feel his cockhead trace between my folds to find my entrance.
Efrem eases into me, the slow, tantalizing pace lighting up my nerves like a Christmas tree. It feels euphoric to have him filling me up once again. I’ve felt utterly hollow since the last time we were together. And only Efrem could fix that.
“You feel so good,” I moan, my arms tight around his neck as I hold him close.
“So good,” he agrees, his low murmur vibrating through his chest and tickling my hard nipples.
He rocks slowly, so slowly. Pressing all the way inside of me and rolling his hips to penetrate me deeply as he grinds against my clit. And then he eases back out, each inch purposeful as he stimulates me in a way I never knew he could.
It’s sweet, tender, like the day he took my virginity. Only the building pressure between us is something else entirely. Our first time together was years of tension, culminating in one hot, frantic moment. And while Efrem restrained himself to ensure I didn’t get hurt, once I could handle it, all that pent-up sexual need had to be released.
Now, the slow, provocative pace isn’t out of fear that he might break me. It’s ensuring we appreciate every moment together, every delicious sensation. There’s meaning behind it, deep, resonating emotion that makes this time so much more profound.
It’s tender, passionate, and feels dangerously close to making love.
And in that instant, I know I’m falling for him. Hard.
Deep down, I know love with Efrem would be easy, as natural as breathing. He’s who I want to be with. No matter the cost. The rest, I can figure out.
“Come with me, Dani,” Efrem groans, and the sound of my name leaving his lips like a torturous prayer sends my body into overdrive.
“I’m gonna come!” I gasp, and it shocks me because I’ve only just climaxed.
But the excruciating slowness of Efrem penetrating me makes my senses elevate until I’m intensely aware of everything around me. The woodsy smell of his cologne, his hard muscles flexing beneath my finger tips. The way his chest brushes across my nipples with just the right force.
My juices still leave a bitter taste in my mouth, and the labored sound of Efrem’s breathing tells me just how close he is. As he fills me one last time, I fall apart around him.
Crying out, I cling to Efrem as my pussy tightens around his hard cock. And before I even start milking him with my release, hot cum bursts inside me. It’s intoxicating, the euphoria of knowing we’re coming simultaneously.
And I’m so overly sensitized that I can feel his cock pulsing inside of me, swelling and twitching in time to my throbbing orgasm as he releases his seed deep in my depths.
Gasping into each other’s mouths, we don’t stop kissing. And the intimacy of his lips claiming mine as we orgasm in the same rhythm fills me with intense satisfaction.
While we slowly come down from our high, a thought hits me with intense clarity. Anyone can fuck, but no one can make love like Efrem does. And now that I know just how good it feels, I never want him to stop making love to me.
Easing out of me, he rolls onto the bed beside me, and we breathe heavily together.
“That was…” Unable to come up with words good enough to describe what just happened, I put the tips of my fingers to my temples and make an explosion with my mouth as I demonstrate my mind blowing.
Efrem chuckles and shifts onto his side, propping his head up on one palm as his other hand rests lightly on my stomach. “Are you hungry?” he asks, his eyes warm with happiness that makes my spine tingle.
“Starving,” I admit.
I haven’t eaten much since the last time I saw him. I’ve been worried sick that he might not accept my apology, that he might not want anything to do with me. And now that we’ve made up, it’s like my body’s come back to life and realized just how underfed I’ve been.
“Want to go out to eat?” I suggest. In for a penny, in for a pound. And after the show we gave at the art gallery today, I have no doubt New York is buzzing about our relationship.
