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Watching him stroke himself turns me on more than it should, and as much as I want to lick all the dips and divots along his stomach, especially those arrow-like muscles along his sides, I know I need him inside of me more.
If we’re only going to hook up this once, then I want to take full advantage. All thoughts of how tonight is going to be disappointing are fading by the time he reaches for the condoms.
Once he’s got one open and rolled down on himself, I know without a doubt that tonight will be the night I compare every one after to. As unfair as it may be to whomever is next in my life, there’s no way of helping it. He hasn’t gotten inside of me yet, and he’s already the best I’ve ever had.
The heat of his body covers me like a blanket when he climbs on the bed and stretches out on top of me.
His mouth finds mine, and I pull my hand free the second he gives me the chance.
“That is—”
“Perfection,” he whispers, reading my mind.
I can’t help the moan that escapes when he shifts his hips back, lining himself up at my entrance.
He’s slow to move, pushing forward only a few inches, stopping when my mouth hangs open.
“I should’ve prepped you better,” he says. “You okay?”
I swallow as I nod, lifting both legs up and pressing my calves into the meat of his ass.
His breathing hitches when he moves forward again.
“God. Damn,” he says, his blasphemy an echo of my own sentiments. “Fuck.”
I claw at him, the drag of his hips backward bringing with it an entirely different type of sensation than the drive forward.
“I’m in so much trouble,” he confesses a second before his mouth meets mine.
It’s more of a way for us to connect than an actual kiss. When his arms circle under my shoulders, his hands clamping me in place, I know he’s going to take me somewhere I’ve never ever been.
Instead of burying his face in my shoulder like I’m used to, he pulls back a few inches, his eyes locking on mine.
He looks a little confused, as if he’s seeing me for the very first time, but his gaze makes it incapable to look away from him.
“I need you to come,” he tells me, and it forces me to shake my head. “You will.”
His voice is a challenge… his not mine. I feel more wanted in this moment than I ever have. My pleasure is important to him. If I’m reading him right, his own is secondary, and I’ve never experienced that before.
“I’m—” I hiss when he does some sort of magical swooping move.
“Fuck, yeah you are,” he snaps, maintaining the exact same tempo as before.
It takes me over the edge into a blinding euphoria so powerful that I don’t realize he’s come until I float back into existence to find him still and panting above me.
“Damn it,” he mutters, but there’s a hint of praise in it as he rolls to the side.
I don’t even bother to close my legs because after that experience, there isn’t a hint of embarrassment left in my body.
I almost open my mouth to tell him no one’s ever made me feel like that before, but the idea of him mentioning someone else to me in a moment like this would hurt my feelings, so I remain silent.
When I get a little more control of my body, I turn my head on the pillow to find him grinning at me.
“What now?”
His smile grows a second before he turns over, grabs the two condoms that are left from the bedside table, and drops them on my chest.
Chapter 21
