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His hand was still pulling until I had no choice but to crawl back up his body.
He didn’t release me until I was straddling him again, but not sitting on his lap.
Only then did his hands start to move, teasing down my arms, the sides of my thighs, then over my ass, my back. His fingers flicked the clasps of my bra free, then he drew the straps over my shoulders, then tossed the material to the side when he was done.
It wasn’t like he hadn’t seen me naked before, but the hunger in his eyes was like this was the very first time.
His fingers splayed to the sides of them for a moment before his palms closed over my breasts, squeezing hard enough to drag a moan out of me.
I arched into his touch.
Then his thumbs were teasing my nipples into points before rolling them with this delicious little pinching sensation that had me dropping back down on his lap, grinding into his cock.
But he didn’t allow that for long,
Because he was grabbing me again as he moved flat, pulling me over him, but higher, positioning me so that when he pulled me back down my breast was in his face, and he was sucking my nipple into his mouth.
His hands were moving down my back as his lips sucked and tongue teased. On one side, then the other.
His fingers dug into my ass for a second before they moved back up, sliding under the material of my panties, and sliding them down my ass, so he could grab my bare skin.
I swear there was something almost possessive about how hard his hands dug into my ass.
Or maybe that was wishful thinking.
He released me to continue to slide them down, and I lifted up to get them free of my knees, and off of me completely.
As soon as the material was gone, Detroit was rolling over, rolling me under him, his weight pinning me into the mattress. And I was sure nothing had ever felt quite as right as the feel of him against me.
My legs wrapped around his hips, and my arms around his shoulders, holding him tightly to me when he tried to push up, to transfer the weight onto his forearms.
“No,” I grumbled when he tried to pull back slightly again. Then, more softly, never being the type to communicate well in bed, “I like the feel of you.”
That rumble thing he did? It was even more intoxicating when his weight was pinning me, when I could feel it vibrate from him and into me.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” he said before his lips were on mine again, kissing me hard and long and deep. Until everything fell away. Until all there was in the world were the two of us, and the kind of kiss that felt like it cracked open my chest and slipped inside my heart.
Dangerous territory.
But I couldn’t have cared less right then.
All that mattered was getting more of whatever this was.
My hands were digging into his shoulders as my legs grabbed him more tightly. My hips ground up into him.
On a growl, his pressed down into me, making a moan escape me.
The kiss broke then as he finally pulled away from me, kissing down my neck, chest, stomach.
My legs fell from his hips, spreading wide for him on the mattress as his path continued downward, not stopping until he was sucking my clit into his mouth, making my whole body jerk at the sensation.
My hands slapped down onto his head, holding him to me as his tongue started to work me.
There was nothing slow and sweet about it, no trying to tease me.
He was driving me up hard and fast.
His hand moved between us, fingers sliding inside of me.
