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“You don’t have to tell me twice.”
“No, you made me tell you three or four times.”
We laugh but then our mouths crash together, our tongues swirling and sliding around one another, the heat of our passion growing in intensity. He slides his hands down my back and cups my ass, giving it a firm squeeze before sliding it back up under my shirt. I grind myself against him, feeling his rigid length growing beneath me and feeling myself growing wetter by the second. If I don’t have him inside of me soon, I might just explode.
I raise my arms and let him pull my shirt off. He tosses it aside and my bra soon follows. Hawk cups my breasts, running his thumb over my stiff nipples. And when he sits up and takes one into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it and giving it a gentle bite, I throw my head back and moan as a shudder runs through my entire body.
He continues licking and sucking, kneading and pinching my breasts as I keep grinding myself against him, feeling him growing harder beneath me. I make him raise his arms and I pull his shirt off. It joins mine in our growing pile of discarded clothing. I’m just about to reach for his belt when he slides his hands under my ass and picks me up. He gets off the bed, carrying me as if I weigh nothing at all.
Hawk sets me down on my feet and quickly unbuttons my jeans, pushing them down over my hips, taking my panties along with them. And when he has me fully naked, the self-consciousness sets in, and I move my hands to cover myself. But he catches my wrists and shakes his head. He looks at me like I’m a living work of art. Like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world. I’ve never had a man look at me like that and I feel myself quivering beneath his gaze. He gives me a warm smile.
“I’ve never seen a more beautiful woman than you,” he says. “Never in my life.”
My cheeks flush again but I force myself to withstand the discomfort of his compliment. I’m not used to receiving compliments—obviously. They’re not something I’ve ever been good at taking. I’ve always assumed people were just being nice. But the sincerity I hear in his voice and see on his face makes me want to believe him. And it starts to make me feel like maybe it could be true.
I reach out and unbuckle his pants. He starts to take my hands to move them away, but I give him a firm swat which makes him laugh. I undo his zipper and push his pants down the way he did to mine. And when I see him, fully naked, his muscular body thick with corded muscle, and his cock, long and rigid, all I can do is gasp. It’s even bigger than I imagined—and believe me, I’ve been imagining it. I’ve never been with somebody as large as Hawk and there’s a slight quiver of fear in me that he’s too big.
Before I can say or do anything though, he picks me up and carries me back to the bed. Hawk lays down on his back then positions me how he wants me: straddling his face. The moment his tongue hits my clit, I feel my entire body stiffen. I moan as he starts to lap at me, running his tongue along my lips before plunging it deep into my opening. I lean forward, bracing myself against the headboard, gasping as he licks me then sucks on my clit, giving it a gentle nip intermittently.
My veins feel like they’re filled with liquid lightning, and I can’t stop my legs from shaking. I reach down and grab a handful of his hair, accidentally yanking hard on it. He doesn’t seem to mind though, because his tongue doesn’t skip a beat. He licks and laps at me with a fury that has me clenching my thighs, squeezing him, and I don’t seem able to control it. If he notices or even cares, he doesn’t show it.
Still gripping his hair, I feel myself rolling my hips, grinding myself down against his mouth. He responds by driving his tongue into me even deeper, making me throw my head back and cry out. He grabs hold of my hips, pulling me down ever harder onto his mouth, licking me with a ferocity that pushes me to the brink. I’m getting lightheaded. And when he takes my clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around, I swear to God I start seeing stars.
My grip on his hair tightens even more and my body tenses for just a moment before I go tumbling over the precipice. I feel like I’ve lost control of my body and my thighs clamp shut around his head, squeezing him tight as I come. My whole body bucks and I spasm, screaming his name as I writhe on his face, gripped by an orgasm so powerful, I feel like I might just pass out. And through it all, Hawk continues to drive his tongue into me, teasing my clit, prolonging an ecstasy that has me feeling like I’m riding a roller coaster.
Slowly, it eases and I’m able to catch my breath again. I ease myself off his face to find him smiling up at me, his mouth and chin slick with my juices glistening in the room’s dim light. I lean down and kiss him, forcing my tongue into his mouth, letting him feel an ounce of the passion that’s bubbling up in me. As our kiss deepens, I reach down and grab hold of his cock, clenching it in my fist tight, then start to stroke him. Up and down, gripping him even harder, squeezing until he moans.
I start to move down his body, intent on taking him into my mouth, but he stops me. When I turn and look back at him, he shakes his head and gives me a smile.
“But—”
He pulls me back to him and kisses me again. Hawk grabs my hair and pulls my head back, planting soft kisses on my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. He runs the tip of his tongue from my ear down to my collarbone and I shudder, feeling the waves of pleasure rolling through me. Then he gently pushes me down onto my back and I part my thighs, allowing him to climb on top of me. He leans down and takes my breast into his mouth again, swirling his tongue around my nipple as he cups the other and squeezes it firmly.
Hawk braces himself on his arms, looking down on me with a look of pure passion on his face. But even more than that, I see something deeper in the way he looks at me. His face is filled with affection, but it’s more than that.
I don’t know that I’d say he’s looking at me with an expression of love on his face—given my life, I’m not sure I’d even know what that looks like. to be honest. But if I were to imagine what that looks like, I think it would be something exactly like what I’m seeing right now. And the mere idea that he could feel so strong for me sets my heart beating even faster because it mirrors my own feelings.
He kisses me again as I feel the tip of his cock pressed against my opening. I hold my breath, recalling how large he is, bracing myself for the pain. But he parts my lips gently and slides himself in slowly. Gently.
The way I deserve to be touched.
I take him into me inch by inch and though there’s a slight pinch of pain from how huge he is, it’s overwhelmed by the rush of pleasure that fills my body. I bite my bottom lip and squeeze my eyes shut, taking a minute to revel in the sensations coursing through me.
“Are you all right?” he asks softly.
I nod and feel the smile crossing my face. “I’m great.”
He laughs softly and gently starts to roll his hips, the feeling of him moving within me setting off explosions of pleasure that leave me quivering. The sensation of his long shaft sliding against my slick inner walls is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. It’s so intense, it’s almost too much to bear.
His movements are slow but passionate, and he keeps his eyes locked onto mine. Hawk’s face is flushed, and a low moan is passing his lips, telling me he’s relishing every stroke as much as I am.
I know I shouldn’t be since I’ve seen this side of him before, but I’m surprised by how gentle he is with me. I expected a man his size to be rougher. To go harder. I guess I expected him to be more of the “fucking” type rather than the “making love” sort.
I guess he can always find ways to surprise me.
His every movement is slow and tender. He’s so caring, so attentive. He tries to ensure that I’m all right, that I’m being pleased and that I’m enjoying myself. Hawk has made this entire evening about me. About catering to my wants and my needs and fulfilling my desires. I press my head back into the pillows and let out a long, throaty moan as he slips deep within me, filling me up in ways I never have been before.
I reach up and kiss him then pull back and roll over onto my stomach. Hawk leans forward and brushes my hair to the side, kissing my neck and giving my shoulder a bite that makes me shiver. He slides himself into me from behind, moving himself as deep as he can and holding himself there. I bite the pillow under me, the pain blending with the pleasure, the sensations coursing through me almost overwhelming.
