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“Please, please.”
The scruff of his jaw is a wonderful, powerful contrast to the softness of his mouth, the hard calluses on his palm.
He uses his knees to nudge my legs even further apart before he switches his lips from one nipple to the other.
I quiver, ready for him. Excited and nervous at the same time. Turned on more than I have been before. His hands are on my hips, my thighs, my core.
I don’t need him to take his time. He’s already gotten me close with his tongue before. Now it’s time for a different kind of dance. I writhe against the contact of his fingers on my clit, my hands pushing into his shoulders. Devan growls, and the sound sends goose bumps over my skin.
The sexiest kind of foreplay.
Have I ever even experienced something this tantalizing before?
Never foreplay to this extent. Where each passing breath takes me higher and higher. I lift one leg to hook it over his shoulder in a clear demand for him to get the hell on with it. Lifting my hips to the rhythm of his finger around my core.
A sweat accompanies the goose bumps, and every part of me hums with desire. A moan builds in the back of my throat, and I have half a second to wonder why it feels like I’m close, without pain or torment, before the orgasm sweeps over me. Energy explodes over me, and my muscles tighten and convulse.
Holy shit.
He’s not done with me yet, either. I’m still working my way through the wave when Devan tears away from me, breathing hard. I have enough time to prop myself up on my elbows to watch him fumbling with his pants, his erection bobbing in front of him with the head slicked with precum.
“Where the hell is it?”
He shoves his hand into the back pocket, grabs his wallet, and scours the depths for a condom.
Watching him standing there naked is a true delight. His scrappy but muscular frame, heaving chest. All of him tall and solid and ready to take me.
He’s finally got the condom in hand, the foil wrapping torn and on the floor. He works his cock in his hand several times before he rolls the latex down its length.
Watching him watching me, I laugh, a low and sexy sound as I spread my legs wider. Giving him a front-and-center view of the goods, I whisper, “Do you like what you see?”
“You’re amazing, Aria.” His voice goes deeper than I’ve heard it before. “You’re a gift to me.”
He stretches out above me and steals a kiss as he positions between my thighs. The tip of his cock nudges against my core, but he won’t slip home yet. I lean into the kiss and the sudden sweetness of it.
Devan reaches between us to position his cock right where we need it, sliding it up and down my core. I feel him pulse there, growing heavier and thicker through the kiss.
“You deserve to be loved,” he said.
“Then do it.”
I’m almost afraid to air the words out loud as he pushes the swollen crown of him inside my pussy.
Then he’s running the show, notching deeper and deeper and working his way into me until he’s fully seated. Giving me a little time to calibrate. I gasp at the sensation. The sheer…rightness of the fit. So much more than any of the others. Devan is big, my channel narrow, and somehow, it’s a lock sliding into a key for the first time.
He keeps his pace measured for the next few breaths. A slow and steady adjustment period with his eyes closed, and his breathing labored. I bury my head against the crook of his neck and trail my tongue along his collarbone until he thrusts deeper. Harder than before, drawing another gasp from me.
I tremble, tighten, desire for him nudging me to loop my arms around his back and hold him tightly, as though he might suddenly decide to stop. Or disappear on me.
Yet he keeps the pace steady with long, deep strokes.
“I wanted you from the moment I saw you,” I mumble, halfway hoping he won’t hear me through the thundering of his breath.
“The feeling is mutual.”
He pushes himself up on his arms to look me in the eyes as he moves faster. A little rougher but nothing like I’m used to. He grabs my knee again and lifts my leg, one and then the other, until both are over his shoulders, and he’s driving into me. I cling to the sheets now, my fingers clenching the fabric like he might fuck me right off this bed.
Sweat slicks down his chest and along his belly button, and I lift my lips and arch to meet every thrust. Every effortless penetration.
