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With one hand cupping the back of my head, the other around my lower back, he dipped and straightened, pulling me up to my toes. He slid his heavy thigh between mine, pressed high and tight against my heat, and slid me down his leg. I rubbed against the hard muscle and moaned involuntarily, dropping my head back into his palm, breaking the kiss.
Who was this wanton creature I was turning into?
“Don’t go in the shower, Viking,” I implored. I stared up into his tight face and dragged my hand down his back to dig my fingers into his rear, pulling him tighter against me. I ground my hip against his cock. “I want it. It’s mine.”
He pressed his forehead sweetly against mine, then dipped to grasp the back of my thigh. He slid his hand down my leg to wrap around the back of my knee and pulled my thigh up around his hip, while his other hand moved to my ass. Holding me steady, he ground into me. Hard. My head fell back, and his mouth hit my throat as he ground in again.
“Hurry, Viking,” I gasped.
I was getting desperate. He released my leg and dipped at the knees, wrapping both arms around my back. I looped mine around his neck and stared into his beautiful, hooded eyes. He stood tall and walked, my feet dangling above the floor, to my bedroom.
“Finally,” he murmured gruffly, “finally I can carry you to where I’ve always wanted to take us.”
I smiled as he lowered me to my feet beside my bed. I moved to embrace him, but he turned me gently so that my back was facing him. He ran his palms gently down my bare arms, leaving goosebumps in his wake. I stood still, my pulse quickening, nervous, wanting to get this first time over with, and wanting it to last for hours. I wanted to turn toward him, nestle into his chest, and hide my face in his neck. He pushed my hair to the side and found the zip. With one hand, he caressed my hip, with the other, he slowly tugged the zip down the length of my back.
Spreading the sides open, he caressed my exposed skin, skipped over my bra then quickly returned to deftly release the closure. He smoothed his hands rhythmically up and down my back. With every pass I relaxed a little bit more, feeling my shoulders drop and my head dip forward. I took a deep breath and fell further under the spell of his hands.
He was so quiet, my man, his spirit so still, he pulled me under. With every pass my dress fell further down my shoulders, then my arms, dragging my bra with it, until I was bare on top, my dress clinging to my hips.
I tried again to turn, aching to press my breasts against his chest, but he grasped my hips and held me facing away from him until I relaxed my stance once again.
His lips joined his hands as he loved my back only, my dress slipping by infinitesimal degrees over my rounded hips and bottom until it finally pooled on the floor around my feet, and I stood in only my panties.
I heard a sweep of fabric and then his bare chest brushed up against my back as his tee hit the floor.
Finally.
I moaned and dropped my head back onto his shoulder. He pulled my hair away from the side of my neck and dropped his lips to the sensitive spot where my neck hit my shoulder at the same time as his hands drifted around to splay over my softly rounded belly.
I wondered for a moment if he wouldn’t prefer someone less curvy, like Sarah, but the thought was fleeting and was easily swept away by his gentle hands and his firm lips surrounded by that wild beard brushing against my sensitive skin. It was too much. My knees began to quake.
“Barrett, I need to…”
“Okay, beautiful, I got you.”
He turned me around and pulled me tight against his chest. The sensation was too much. My head fell back, seeking his kiss. He covered my mouth with his, softly, tenderly, and it was his turn to quake.
“Barrett?”
He lay me down on my bed and smiled into my eyes. He murmured, “I’ve waited so long for you.”
He opened his jeans and peeled them off with his socks, leaving only his boxers on. I opened my arms to welcome him. He placed one hand and one knee on the bed beside me, then swept the other one up between my legs, parting my thighs. Bracing himself on his elbows, he lowered his hips.
I could feel his hardness against my hip and my legs opened wider reflexively and I ground up against his thigh. He smiled into my eyes and ground against my hip. I gasped at the strength and energy I could feel coiled up in his body.
“You sure you don’t want me to take the edge off?” His voice was gruffer than usual and my pussy spasmed in response.
“I’m sure,” I rasped, spearing my fingers through the hair at the back of his neck and pulling his mouth down to mine.
Barrett
This was not how he’d imagined their first time. The reality of having her beneath him, finally, far surpassed any fantasy, but he was nowhere near in control the way he wanted to be.
The adrenalin from performing, paired with her revelation during the break between sets, had him coiled like a spring. Part of him just wanted to surge inside her and make the first time quick, and then go back and do it right. Thankfully, the part of his brain that was still functioning knew there would only be one first time and he had to pull it together.
Her hands in his hair were rough and she was kissing him greedily. This, too, was unexpected. He’d expected her to be hesitant, but it appeared there was a wildness in her that she didn’t know existed.
“Barrett,” she whispered against his mouth, “this is not me…”
