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He takes my wrists and puts them above my head, holding me in place while his mouth punishes mine with the hottest kiss. I arch my back toward him and feel his erection. He’s hard and large, and having him on top of me is overwhelmingly male. I revel in his hardness, in his weight, and the connection pulling us to each other.
Groaning, he wrenches his mouth from mine, then moves down until he’s nipping my neck. I moan, and he lets go of my wrists, skimming my body with his hands until I’m undulating my hips. I move in a sensual motion, silently giving myself to him. My pulse thrums in my ears, and my blood pounds in my veins.
He hikes up my sweatshirt and tugs my breasts out of the bra without taking it off.
My tits are squished together, and they go into sensory overload when he catches one of them in his mouth. He teases my nipple with his tongue. The tips are achingly taut as tension stretches through me like a finely tuned violin string.
“Yes,” I hiss.
With his free hand, he pulls my sweatpants down. My breath catches in my throat, and for a moment, I think I’m going to die.
An unfamiliar ardor spreads through me like wildfire.
He spans his hand over my pussy and cups it. A fresh coat of female cream slicks my folds, and I clench my thighs, eager for release. Clearly, he has other plans, as he parts my legs with his thigh.
He’s now sucking my other breast vigorously, grazing his teeth over my nipple. Each time he does that, an invisible feather tickles my nerve endings, pushing me one notch closer to a place I’ve never known.
“So good.” My voice is so throaty that I doubt he can even comprehend.
I thrust my fingers into his hair, my fingertips caressing his scalp, and I hope my touch does to him a third of what he does to me.
He removes my underwear and slides it away, along with the sweatpants parked at my ankles. I’m naked from the waist down, and a thrill rolls down my spine. I’ve never been intimate with a man before.
When he stops playing with my breasts, I catch a glimpse of intense fire in his eyes. His pupils are large, and golden specks flicker in his brown irises. I’m speechless, my throat dry.
At this moment, a warm, familiar, strong energy bounces between us. Connection.
We are viscerally connected. Through our past, our pain, our families.
And hopefully soon, through our bodies.
“Don’t stop,” I beg. Whatever he’s doing, I need him to keep going.
He lowers himself onto my body until his face is between my thighs. I avert my gaze, a twinge of embarrassment flushing through me. Is he going to?—
Oh, yes.
He licks my folds, applying the same intense pressure he did to my mouth moments earlier. A jolt of raw awareness surges through me, the sensation expanding with each thrust.
Warmth fills my cheeks and neck, and a sheen of sweat covers my forehead. I may be new at this, but not new enough that I’m unaware he knows what he’s doing—because he certainly does.
He flicks his tongue, then works my clit, amplifying the ripples of pleasure already flying through me. My lower body and my legs move in awkward jerks, and my increasing moans fill the air.
Fireworks explode inside me. I come apart, undone, and he doesn’t let up—if anything, he goes stronger, bigger, harder, teasing my clit, sucking the most intimate part of me until I’m sobbing.
After the waves subside, I focus on my breathing returning to normal. On my pulse, slightly lower, my thighs still trembling and exposed.
He shifts to a sitting position, looking away from me, his jaw clenched. “This never happened.” His voice is growly.
I prop myself on my elbows, coming down from my post-orgasm high, a bit disoriented. “What?”
He surges to his feet in one fluid movement, shoulders stiff—as is his cock. “Never happened.”
I bring myself to a sitting position and fetch my sweatshirt and pants. “So besides a great kisser, you’re also a gaslighter.” I try to sound snarky, but a strangled sound escapes between my teeth at the end, like I’m hissing my words. We haven’t even had sex, and he’s already leaving?
He turns away from me, and I use the moment of privacy to put on my clothes.
“I’m not taking advantage of you,” he says.
