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CHAPTER10
Derek
Ilay her gently on her back on my large king-sized bed, and I can't help but look her slowly up and down with hunger in my eyes. She is the most delicious morsel that has ever touched my lips, and I'm finally about to get my fill of her.
She flushes bright pink all over, and I follow the blush intensifying with my gaze as I finally get rid of the last piece of clothing. I feel like everything that doesn’t belong to her is offensive against my skin, and my huge, hard and ever-swelling cock jerks up in agreement.
I lick my lips, mentally devouring every inch of her aroused body as I climb on the bed and on top of her. She is wearing nothing but diminutive, lacy, dark-blue panties that I know for a fact are drenched in her delicate essence.
Her little breasts —that fit so perfectly in my hands and that I can so easily and scrumptiously encompass with my mouth— are heaving up and down with her chopped breaths; the tiny, dusky nipples erect and begging for my tongue.
I slide my hands over her lush belly and down to her flaring, curvy hips, my fingers digging under her hot, compact body to start gently grazing the silky skin of her peachy, taut bottom, and the simple touch is enough to send her plush thighs trembling in anticipation of a more intimate caress.
Her long, rich, chocolatey hair is spread all over my pillow like an impossibly sexy dream I could never be able to conjure on my own.
"I will never forget this moment, and I will treasure you always, angel,” I tell her softly, my voice nearly breaking.
Her big, expressive eyes are staring up at me, bright with a mixture of heat and unshed tears I cannot explain.
“Damn, I can’t wait to taste you, baby,” I rasp; my voice is so gravelly I can barely get the words out.
There’s something behind the evident desire there. Something I’ve seen before in her gaze. Something that I know she is trying to hide from me.
As my hands start to roll her panties down, her legs come together, and she looks a little to the side, avoiding my eyes.
I cup her face with both hands and make her look at me again, my lips gently exploring her mouth.
I feel her start to shake even more, and I frown a little.
“It’s okay, baby. You’re going to love this.”
I try to infuse my voice with as much certainty as I can, and I smile down at her until she smiles back.
I gently push her legs open again and slowly rid her of her last garment.
There’s nothing I want more than letting my eyes zero on her tight, little cunt and finally drink in the sight of what I was only able to get a glimpse of the last time we were together. Still, I force myself to keep my gaze locked with hers. Her unexpressed need for reassurance overpowering my own desires.
Whatever panache she exhibited while driving me crazy Saturday or sucking my cock just a couple of minutes ago has left the building.
I cover her tiny body with mine and seek her lips and tongue for a long, deep kiss, then I move my mouth to her neck and start to nibble it. She sighs softly, her hand clutching my head, but I can still feel her trembling and tensing, and I know it's not —or not entirely— from her arousal.
I raise my head and look up at her. “Carina, you know we can stop, right?”
She nods but says nothing.
Who is this timid, soft creature under me?
She seems so fragile all of a sudden, like the tiny, fluttering wing of a hummingbird, and I no longer care about sex, no matter how hard my cock is.
I just want to wrap my body around her and protect her forever.
I do just that, and I feel her relaxing against me a little.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. We don’t have to do anything.”
Carina gives me a look I can only call disbelieving, and I don't like it, not one bit.
She takes a long intake of breath and lets it out slowly. Her hand is caressing the side of my face, and her palm feels silky-soft against the harshness of my beard.
