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“Then trust I know what I’m talking about.” He kisses my belly, and then his tongue skims the top of my panties. Desire tingles around my spine, the air around us electrifies, the current lighting a fire to my insecurities. Let go. “Trust…” Fingers brush against my swollen center. “Me…” I gasp as he pushes aside my panties and runs his finger through my wetness.
“I do,” I breathe out, panting and begging.
“Good girl,” he says, slipping one finger inside me. He lets out a curse and slams his mouth onto my clit. “So fucking wet for me.” He sucks and pumps his finger at the same time, and I grip his hair, needing something to hold on to. Frustrated that my panties are in the way, he shoves them down and pushes me onto the bed. I fall back, and he presses my legs wide open, jumping right back where he left off. His tongue drags to my center and then inside my wetness. My hips buck at the sensation of his tongue fucking me.
Never has a man made me orgasm with his mouth, let alone like this. His tongue inside me. The ache between my legs builds, every nerve ending ready to explode. The knot of heat in my lower belly grows, and I try to push away from his mouth because I don’t know if that’s what he wants.
Foreplay is new to me.
But he wraps his arms around my legs and keeps me pinned against his mouth. His tongue doesn’t skip a beat and continues to push me toward the edge I’m teetering on.
The vibration of his hum pushes me over.
“Yes! Yes! Yes! Pax!” I scream, fisting the comforter as a gush of heat bursts out of me and he moans with me. My hips buck against his mouth, my eyes roll back, and I ride the wave of my orgasm. Stars fill my vision. My breaths shallow. What just happened? Does it always feel that way?
He stands with a wicked grin and drops his shorts and underwear together. His large cock springs loose, and my eyes widen. I’m not a virgin, but I have doubts that thing will fit.
He chuckles when he notices my expression. “I told you, this is one ride you’ll never forget.”
He grabs a condom out of his pocket and rips off the corner of the foil. I watch as he rolls it down his shaft. Watching him touch himself stirs the heat inside me. I lick my lips. I’ve never begged for sex, but at this moment, I think I’d do anything to feel him inside me. The bed shifts when he climbs on it, and I bend my knees so he’s situated at my entrance. His fingers brush the inside of my thighs as he widens my legs, taking a heated look at my center.
He runs the head of his dick up and down my center, and I flinch when he rubs my oversensitive clit. “I’m afraid if I put it in right now, I’ll come too fast. But…” He growls. “I want to be inside you.”
The muscles in his biceps flex, and his chest rises and falls. It’s empowering to see what I’m doing to him. Testing his control and watching it slip. I’m doing that.
With a surge of confidence, I lift my hips up, rubbing against him. “I want to feel you inside me. Fuck me.”
“Damn,” he moans and slides his cock inside me.
“Oh shit!” I scream, fisting the blanket again as he fills me entirely. He gives me a moment to adjust to his size, biting back his smile. I blink at the full sensation, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“You good?” he teases, eyes bright.
Cocky bastard. “Just waiting at the top for the ride to start.”
He throws his head up and stares at the ceiling for a moment. His Adam’s apple bobs. When his eyes reach mine, there’s a delicious wickedness in them that almost makes me have another orgasm.
Hands on my hips, gripping tight, he moves in and out. His eyes never waver from mine as if he’s memorizing my every whimper and moan, adjusting his movement based on them. When he hits the spot—the one that makes me scream out—it’s like he hit a bull’s-eye. My core clenches and heat builds again.
“That’s it, baby,” he says, pressing his thumb on my enlarged clit and increasing his tempo, hitting his target every time until my moans are constant and I’m screaming his name again.
He bends over on top of me. It feels more intimate this close, his face an inch above mine. I don’t know what’s more intimate than having sex with someone, but this, it’s raw and laced with possibilities. The unspoken promises that I needed before.
“I like hearing my name come out of your mouth when my dick is inside you.” He grinds his hips into me, slow at first, but he picks up his pace, thrusting with urgency as he chases his orgasm over the edge. His body hardens, twitches, and my hair muffles his moans. Both of our chests heave against each other, and I wrap my arms around his back.
The air conditioner hums to life, sending a blissful chill over our sweaty bodies. We lie there, letting the cool air and passing seconds calm our racing hearts.
That was definitely a ride I won’t ever forget.
He lifts his head, pressing his forehead against mine, and murmurs, “You fit me perfectly, Kalico.”
I blink back a couple tears, not wanting him to see me get emotional. I’ve always heard that guys hate that. But I’ve never been a good fit for anyone, so I have to force those words to seep through my thick skin.
“I’m crazy about you,” he whispers, and then kisses me gently on the lips. He lets them linger there a moment before he looks back up, winks, and rolls off me to head to the bathroom.
For the first time in my adult life, I feel treasured. The sex was incredible…as is the man I had sex with. I don’t feel cheap but adored. It’s liberating. For so long, I was afraid to get into a relationship because of my past. Afraid of being used.
Somehow, Paxton keeps setting me free.
