Page 28 of Hold Me Tight


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The only light source in my room is the flickering fire, and Tim stands in the middle of my fancy plush rug, his eyes roaming over my lace clad form and his Adam’s apple jumps as he swallows.

He opens his mouth, like he’s about to say something, but seems to think the better, and closes it again. I don’t have any words either, watching as he steps up so the hard planes of his body are pressed against me. His arms come about me, his fingers tangling in my hair as he tips my head backward, claiming my mouth. This is even better than our kiss this afternoon.

I moan as his tongue licks into my mouth, and he eats at it, his hand still tangled in my hair while the other one roams my body, gripping my ass, pressing me against his hard erection. It’s large, hard, and all for me. At least for tonight.

“Come to bed with me, Angie,” he murmurs against my mouth, sliding his lips over my chin and down my neck. Yes. I want that so badly.

“Please, Tim.”

He needs no more encouragement, walking me backward to the bed and laying me down on it. Standing over me, Tim shucks off his T-shirt, exposing a muscled torso and arms that I was truly not ready for.

I almost whimper at how perfect he looks. When he kicks off his sweats, exposing the rest of his delicious body, Idowhimper. Oh my God. He’s huge, and he isreadyfor me.

Kneeling on the bed, Tim’s hands slide over my body as his eyes hungrily follow their path, and he strips my nightie off and lets it flutter to the floor. A groan rips out of him as his eyes drink in my naked form and his mouth and his hands are on me.Everywhere. Oh God. Oh, my holy God. My hands slide into his blondy-brown hair as lips and teeth and tongue move over my nipples and my collarbones and my stomach as his fingers smooth against my skin, pinching down on my nipples.

Yes, yes,yes. His lips find the sensitive spot near my ear that has me whimpering again, and his tongue swirls over it as his fingers part my folds and dip into me, moving up to play with my clit.

“Fuck, babe,” Tim pants into my ear. “You’re so ready for me.”

I’m almost sobbing with need. “Tim.Please.”

He doesn’t need to be told twice. Thank God. His fingers disappear and there is a crinkling of a condom wrapper as he positions himself at my weeping entrance. Thank God he remembered a condom. I certainly didn’t bring any with me, which would have pumped the brakes before I was ready.

I hook my legs around his hips as Tim takes his weight on his forearms. His fingers brush the hair out of my face, and his hooded eyes look down at me, capturing and holding my gaze as he slowly sinks into my wet heat. God,yes.A slightly tortured look crosses his face, and he groans when he stops, maybe halfway in.

“You’re so tight, babe.” His tone sounds wondrous. The look on his face certainly is.

I’m panting, feeling wonderfully stretched and wanting more. “Yeah. It’s been a while.”

Like, a year since my freaking asshole ex. A smug smirk flits across Tim’s face and he leans down, brushing a kiss over my lips as he lifts his hips, pushing in a little further, slowly working his way in until he’s buried to the hilt, deep within me.

Tim stops, holding still as my head tips back and I revel in the feeling of absolute fullness. His nose slides along my neck and his lips and tongue tease me, but my eyes remain resolutely closed as I sigh in contentment. I could stay like this forever. Even if that is highly unrealistic. It’s a nice dream for a girl to have.

“You feel so fucking good, babe,” Tim breathes, groaning as my inner muscles clench at his words.Hefeels good.

Slowly at first, Tim rocks his hips, moving in and out of me as I get used to the motion. When my fingernails dig into his shoulders, spurring him on, he growls and picks up the pace.

I’m so close. My breathing changes and Tim moves his head, covering my mouth with his as I shatter, and he swallows my moans in his kiss. As soon as he’s sure I’m going to be quiet again, Tim breaks the kiss, panting hard as he keeps up his pace, burying his face in my hair near my neck as he moans.

“Fuck, Angie,” he murmurs as he thrusts deep inside me, holding still as he comes. Tim kisses up my neck, finding my mouth again, his tongue tangling with mine. Yeah, he fucked me, and it was pure heaven.

When he finally breaks the kiss, he rolls off me, leaving the bed to dispose of the condom. Propping myself up on my elbow, I watch him. This feels like an anti-climax after my wonderful climax.

“Are you going back to your room?” I ask quietly, aware that the walls aren’t soundproof, and Beau is in the room on the other side.

Tim glances over at me, his lips twisting into a smirk as he moves back to the bed, tugging the coverlet down, and sliding in, settling the blanket over the both of us.

“If I left, how would I fuck you again when I’m ready?”

How indeed? He tugs me into his arms and positions me so he is spooning me, his face buried in my hair. Warm, sated, and feeling oh-so-content in his arms, I let my eyes flutter closed.

“I’m having a nap,” I whisper tiredly. “Wake me up when it’s time to go again.”

“Oh, that will not be a problem, babe,” Tim mutters against my hair. “Not going to be a problemat all.”

Chapter Ten

Timothy

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