Page 62 of Rocking Her Silence


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His lips crash against mine, knocking the breath out of me, and I let my eyes fall closed. This kiss is different, explosive, rough, and devouring.

God, I can’t help but respond to the way he’s kissing me. I melt into Carson’s naked chest, my fingers grasping at the warm, inked skin covering his hard, muscular arms and shoulders.

This is nothing like the kisses we’ve shared up until now. Those were child’s play. This is real. He pushes his tongue into my mouth, and I let my own mimic its moves, hoping to make him feel as good as he’s making me feel.

His large hands are clutching my hips to pull me even closer and raise me higher, my feet leave the floor before I realize what’s happening, and a startled moan escapes my mouth straight into his own as I feel him grind my center to the big hard bulge trapped in his jeans.

I peer from under my lashes, and I see that I'm at eye-level with him now.

Our mouths are still fused and continue to taste while our teeth take small nips of each other’s lips in between the clashing of our tongues as they move in a desperate dance, one around the other.

Without breaking the kiss, Carson starts to walk us backward, his hands encouraging my thighs to fasten around his hips as we go and then settling on my ass. My pink bits are clenching and turning wetter by the second. I’ve never felt so soaked in my life with no direct touching and all my clothes still on.

The harder the ridge of his big, insistent erection presses into me, the more drenched and plumper I feel myself becoming.

I push myself further into him, into the sensations he is giving me, feeling at once like this is too much already and not even close to being enough at the same time.

I feel Carson break the kiss just slightly, he practically growls into my mouth, and I feel the reverberation of the sound through his big barrel of a chest and into mine. It only makes me want to get closer to him, grasping him tighter between my thighs and pushing my center even further against his hardness. Then his tongue is back past my lips and dueling with mine, our breaths mingling as I wrap my arms around his neck. My entire body feels like I'm in vibration-mode, and I feel myself getting closer and closer to just exploding. I just need a little more.

I start to move my hips against him to get some more friction, and he stops walking and staggers a little, then presses my back against the nearest wall. It makes me giggle on his lips that I can make someone with his panther-like grace stumble around like this as he gets lost in our kiss just as deeply as I have.

My giggling fizzles into nothingness when Carson starts to thrust between my legs, his arms falling to the outside of my thighs as he makes me wrap them even higher around his waist to get better access, our sexes sliding against each other in the most delicious dry hump ever performed on the planet.

I feel the swollen bulge of his erection grow even larger behind the tight fabric trapping it, and Carson stops chasing my tongue with his and grunts into my mouth. Once again, I feel the sound buzz through me and settle in my core, and I just go off like a bomb, moaning on his lips and feeling like I’m floating and falling all at once. The sensations running through my system are so incredible that I don’t have the words to describe them.

As the orgasm rocks through me, I feel Carson slide his lips to my jaw and then my neck in a chain of little open-mouthed kisses that make my sensitive body shiver all over. He reaches the point where my neck meets my clavicle and gives me a little lick there, making me jump and grind a little bit further into his hardness as more wetness squeezes out of my core.

He pulls back a little and smiles at me, his big chest heaving and his face flushed, eyes hungry, so handsome he takes the little bit of breath I have left away from me.

“You okay, baby?” he asks, his hands traveling up and down my sides as I still tremble in little aftershocks.

I take a shaky breath and nod. I’m feeling drowsy and heavy right now, utterly unable to mouth a word, let alone sign something, so I just kiss his lips one last time and then bury my face into his shoulder.

* * *

Despite the darknessthat tells me that it's night and I should be sleeping, I'm lying on my side, still awake in Carson's arms, in the giant bed that dominates the suite.

My bare toes wiggle to find purchase against the crumpled sheets all around us.

I feel his warm naked chest against my back. I’m still wearing most of my clothes, but the delicious warmth of his body manages to seep through the fabric and into my skin anyway.

I can feel his heartbeat, his even breathing as he sleeps, one arm thrown over my chest, the other anchored to one of my hips as he holds me fast to him.

My fingers gently slide up and down his muscular arms, tracing the intricate patterns of his dark tattoos. I don’t want to wake him.

How can I feelthisamazing andthisterrible at the same time?

Thissafe andthisscared at the same time?

How is it that he can make me feel like this?

He has told me in anything but words that he has feelings for me. That he wants to be with me.

Penny thinks I should go for broke on this. Go all in. Bet all of my heart on this man. And even my brother believes that what Carson is offering is real.

And tonight… the way he kissed me, the way he touched my body…

I’ve never felt so much joy, so much pleasure in my life, and we didn’t even go all the way.

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