No, I’m going crazy. I can’t go through with it. Not so soon anyway. I’ll have to push the date back so we can get to know each other better. Although he said we can’t have sex until I marry him, I bet I can get him to change his mind.
The rock-hard lump in the small of my back lets me know I might be able to change his mind right now if I play my cards right. The even breaths I hear coming from him near my ear tell me he’s still asleep. I move ever so slowly back and forth, stroking him with my back.
A growl comes from his throat, so I turn my body to face his.
Even as he sleeps he’s beautiful beyond anyone I’ve ever seen, and he’s mine. I place a kiss on his cheek as I wrap myself around him, making sure to let his long, thick, hard lump stroke my inner thigh.
His eyes open and a sleepy smile crosses his lips. “Mornin’ princess.”
I kiss his stubbly cheek again as I rub my chest against his. “Good morning, Mr. Way Too Handsome In The Morning To Be Real.”
He makes a soft chuckle. “That one was a bit long, was it not?”
I grind against him. “Speaking of things which are long.”
His arms wrap around me, pulling me tighter into him. “Do I have myself a temptress?”
He places a gentle kiss on my neck sending a chill through me. “Maybe,” I say as I lay my lips on his neck to see if I can produce a similar effect in him.
A low groan from him answers my unasked question. In a quick motion, he has me flat on my back as he moves his body over mine. His bulge grinds against me, only his pajama bottoms and my panties separating us from actually touching.
He stops moving and looks into my eyes. “Tell me the words I long to hear.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and pull his mouth almost to mine. I think he may be about to give in. “I love you, Eden.”
I can feel his smile on my lips. “I love you too, Alyssa, my princess.”
His lips touch mine, sending a surge of warmth through me. His tongue moves into my mouth, slicking past mine.
One of his hands tangles up in my hair and he pulls it, making my head move. His mouth leaves mine to nip at my exposed neck and I think I might pass out from the desire which has built up in me so quickly.
The shaft of his long erection strokes the sensitive area he found on me last night. I’m nearly bursting as I rise up to meet his hard, throbbing bulge. He rakes it over me as if we’re actually making love, but we aren’t.
The heat inside me is overwhelming. I’m sweating and so is he. My hands run through his hair and I pull at it. My legs are trembling and my breath is coming in gasps.
A hard bite on my neck sends me over the edge and I almost scream as I come undone inside. I wrap my legs around him as he stops moving. The pulse of his erection matches the pulse in me.
How does he know how to do the things he does?
Soft kisses drift over my neck and breasts before he brings his lips back to mine, which are still quivering. They’re so soft and tender, though he’s still rock hard. He maintains his composure as he looks at me.
“Did I take care of your needs, princess?”
I blush at his words. “You did, but what about yours?”
“Mine have to wait,” he says, then brushes a piece of my hair back before he rolls off me, leaving me lonely.
His back is to me as he sits up, then gets up and walks across the bedroom to the door. “Are you leaving?” I ask.
He turns back to look at me. “I think it’s about time we got out of bed. I’m going to take a shower and get dressed, then I’m taking you to meet my parents.”
What?
“God, no, Eden. I’m not ready for that!”
He flashes a smile at me. “Get ready, princess.”
He’s out the door before I can attempt an argument. His parents will hate me!