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The throbbing between my thighs was building to dangerous levels and I wondered why I had never felt like this before in my life. I had dated boys, and I had liked them well enough, certainly more than I liked this devil standing in front of me. But my body had never craved someone like this. I felt the desperate need to have his hands on my skin. To feel him inside me. And I was tired of waiting.
‘I was saving myself for someone I was in love with, but I would settle for lust,’ I said as I looked into his eyes and saw the fire blazing in them.
He drew in a breath, ‘Don’t let your mouth make promises that your body can’t deliver on, Alana,’ he hissed.
‘I mean it. You are my husband. You want children, yes? So, at some point, we have to do this. And I want to do it now.’
He stared at me, his eyes searching my face, and I wondered if he was going to turn me down — again.
‘Fuck!’ he finally growled as he reached for my towel and tugged it open so it fell onto the floor.
My cheeks flushed pink as he openly stared at my body. No man had ever seen me naked before. I knew he was used to dating some of the most beautiful women in the world and suddenly I felt self-conscious in comparison.
I attempted to cover myself with my hands, but he took hold of my wrists and pinned them to my sides.
‘Don’t ever hide your body from me, Alana,’ he said, his voice low and gravelly.
‘Okay,’ I whispered as my heart hammered in my chest.
He let go of my wrists and took a half step back so he could look me over. I stood there awkwardly while he appraised me. It felt like an eternity before he spoke. ‘You are fucking beautiful,’ he growled as he planted his hands on the wall either side of my head.
I felt the emotion swelling in my chest and couldn’t help smiling.
Then he bent his head lower and sealed his lips over mine, forcing his tongue inside my mouth as he kissed me fiercely. He pressed his hard body against mine and I whimpered against him, feeling the heat and the rush of cream between my thighs. I could feel his erection pressing against my abdomen and I rubbed myself against him.
‘Fuck, Alana!’ He hissed as he broke our kiss. ‘Go and lie on the bed,’ he ordered.
I did as he told me, walking over to the bed and lying down, and then I watched while he undressed. Him peeling off his clothing was a sight I’d pay good money to see. He slipped his shirt over his broad shoulders and down his muscular forearms and it fell to the floor, revealing his toned, tattooed torso. Next, he unfastened his belt, his thick fingers pulling on the leather as he slid it off and tossed it next to his shirt. His eyes held mine as he unzipped his trousers and pushed them down his thick thighs, along with his boxer briefs, to reveal his huge cock, standing thick and proud and glistening with pre-cum.
I swallowed, wondering how I would stretch to accommodate him. He was huge.
In a few swift movements, he’d removed the rest of his clothes and kicked off his shoes, and was standing completely naked. The sight of him like that was never something I’d get used to. He looked like he had been chiseled from stone.
He was perfect.
I took a deep breath as he walked over to the bed and crawled over me, holding himself up on one of his strong forearms.
‘Relax, princess,’ he said softly. ‘I won’t hurt you.’
He kissed me softly and I melted into him. Then his warm hand was sliding over my bare skin. He cupped my breast and squeezed gently, eliciting a moan from me. He moved his head southwards and sucked my nipple into his mouth, and to my shame, I groaned his name.
He smiled against my skin and heat flushed over my cheeks.
He lifted his head and looked at me, his eyes narrowed. ‘Just how far have you gone before, Mrs. Montoya?’ he asked.
‘Second base,’ I whispered.
He closed his eyes and made a noise that sounded distinctly like a growl and I couldn’t help but laugh.
His hand travelled further southwards, slipping between my thighs and gliding easily through my wet folds. ‘Have you made yourself come before?’ he said before moving his head and sucking on my other nipple.
‘Yes.’
‘Good,’ he said as he nipped me gently. ‘So, you know how good it feels to lose control?’
‘Hmm,’ I mumbled as he started circling my clit with two fingers.
‘But, no man has ever had the pleasure of touching this beautiful wet concha before me?’ he said as continued rubbing on the sensitive bud of flesh.
