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“Fuck,” I pant, forcing myself to pull away. “Me too, Rox. I want that more than anything.”
This is a scary thought because I’ve never wanted sex like this with anyone. I’ve never cared about being skin-to-skin with another woman. I never quite understood the intimacy of sex outside of climaxing. I never understood the desire to fuck someone bare, nothing between us but the slick of our arousal. I only ever cared about getting off.
But with her…I want everything. I want her smooth skin sliding against mine. I want to slip inside her wet heat, truly be connected to her in a way I’ve never been with another woman. I want her tongue tangling with mine as our bodies become one. I want to swallow her moans and whimpers…kiss her bottom lip, neck, chest, anywhere my lips can reach. I want to be so deep inside of her, until I’m filling her with my cum.
I want to fucking make love to her.
As cheesy and cliché as that sounds, I want to make love to Roxanne Taylor. I want my body to tell her everything that my lips can't.
“I need you, Rox,” I groan against her neck. “I need you to tell me how to get to your room, or else I’m going to fuck you on the cold, hard floor because I fucking need you. Now.”
“To the right,” she exhales, still rocking her hips as I fuck her with my fingers. “Down the hall. Second door on the right.”
She whimpers as I remove my fingers from her core and slowly slide her off of me until her bare feet hit the floor. She’s left standing for less than a second before I spin her around and pick her up. Without breaking eye contact, she wraps her arms around my neck as I start carrying her down the hall. She tangles her fingers in my hair before sealing her lips to mine.
We kiss the entire way down the hall and to her room while frantically ripping off each other’s clothes.
We’re starved for one another, clawing at each other’s skin until we’re skin and bone, until nothing is left but our hearts. The last organ keeping us alive….beating in complete unison.
Once I step into Roxanne’s room, the rest of our clothes come off. I’m not sure how it happened, but all that’s left are my pants and her corset. Roxanne quickly unzips my jeans before pushing down my pants and boxers with the heels of her feet. I don’t have time to figure out how to unbutton or unclasp the sexy but complicated lingerie, so I rip the thin material right down the middle.
Her heavy breasts spill out as the fabric snaps, the lace cascading down her shoulders and to the floor. I dip my head, sucking one of her swollen nipples between my lips. I take my time kissing, licking, and nibbling on both of her breasts until her fingers tighten in my hair, her fingers threatening to pull out the short strands.
The urgency to fuck her is there,but God…I could spend hours just mapping her body with my lips. I love everything about this woman. I could never get enough of her.
I can’t remember the last time the wordloveeven entered my brain, but with her, it’s fucking inevitable. Roxanne is everything I never thought I could have. She’s overwhelming peace, a warm sunrise, and promises of a new day. She’s my definition of hope. She’s the light peeking through the miserable tunnel I’ve been trapped in for years. She’s the fucking breath inside my lungs.
I walk toward the bed, carrying my everything in my arms as I lather her neck with gentle kisses. I lower her to the bed, both of us completely naked aside from her sexy, lace stockings. Roxanne’s chest rises and falls with anticipation as she parts her legs, opening herself up to me. Her brows are pinched together with need, and her breasts are pink and swollen from my persistent kisses. My eyes drop to her pussy, wet and absolutely fucking leaking for me.
She’s splayed out across her bed, completely vulnerableand offering everything she has to me. Fully trusting me with her body.
She’s so unbelievably beautiful. It’s not fair that she’s real. It’s not fair that she’s staring up at me like I’m the only man she’ll ever love.
It’s not fair that I love her back. With my whole entire fucking heart.
Somehow, in this fucked up world full of billions of people, she found me and I found her. The beast fell in love with its prey. But I’m terrified that we’ll both end up slaughtered because of it.
“You’re my heart, Roxanne,” I rasp, my voice thick with emotion as I step between her parted legs and slowly caress my fingers up and down her thighs. “You’re all of me. You fucking own me.”
My eyes blur and I suck in a deep breath, trying to mask my emotions like I always do. But in this moment, I’m failing. She makes me feel so much. For the first time in my adult life, I’m feeling. And it’s overwhelming.
“Elliot,” she exhales, sitting up on her elbows to reach for me. “Come here, baby.”
Baby.
God, I love her.
I love her so much it hurts, deep down to the bone.
I drape my body over hers, pressing our damp foreheads together. She crawls back, further onto the bed until my body is fully covering hers. I rest my upper half on my elbows, careful not to crush her with my weight.
We breathe each other in, our hot breaths lingering as our lips brush. I dip my head, kissing her slowly and groaning into her mouth with need as her tongue dances with mine.
Roxanne whimpers as she kisses me back, pouring her soul into me with her lips, teeth, and tongue.
“Elliot,” she whispers when we finally part for air. She gently lifts her hands and cups my face between her palms. “I need to tell you something. I’ve wanted to tell you for a while…but,” her eyes dart between mine before she continues, “I’m so fucking scared.”
Her emerald eyes fill with water, flicking between mine with so much emotion.
