Page 126 of Everything But Mine

“You’re hard.”

“Of course.” He exhales. “You’ve been touching me.”

“I don’t want to stop,” I ask.

“Please.” The word rips out of his throat thickly. “Don’t.”

I want to touch and kiss both at once. It takes a few rolls and shifts until we’re both on our sides and our lips touch.

He fists his hand under the hem of my shirt. “I want your skin,” he murmurs.

After peeling the shirt off me, he moves on top of me, his hips bucking, and I feel him. When I follow the line of his spine, his shoulder blades arch in and away from my touch. He kisses down my jaw, my neck, and between my breasts. When I reach for the belt, he freezes.

“Is it okay?” I whisper, cupping his face. “Talk to me.”

His eyes flutter open, fear and heat battle it out together in his gaze. “I want this.” He drops his forehead to mine. “Just… Whatever goes wrong, it’s not you.”

I aim to kiss the corner of his mouth, but he moves so my lips land firmly on his. “Nothing could ever go wrong. It’s us.”

He opens his mouth eagerly when we kiss again. Pushing his pants down his hips, I push him on his back and straddle him. I hold some of my weight off him, and he thrusts his hips up, and holds mine down until I’m letting all my weight on him. The heat of him is insistent, my desire and his meeting through the fabric of our underwear.

“It’s us,” Eric says. “No shame for you or me.”

He unhooks my bra and trails down my shoulders and sides until my nipples harden under his stare. Then, he leans in and puts one in his mouth. I moan loudly, my hands in his hair, pushing my whole breast into him.

I push him back down, licking and sucking every inch of skin I can put my mouth on. I run my tongue through the ink on his ribs and chest, then the hairs that lead me to the thick head poking outside his boxers. I pull his waistband down. He’s all naked and hard, glistening with precum, sweat and need. When I touch the curls around his base, he bites on his bottom lip, muffling a whimper.

“No one’s ever touched me like this,” he mutters, finding the back of my head and pulling on my hair to meet his eyes. “I feel that everything about me matters to you.”

The simple truth makes my sternum hurt when my heart swells for him. “Can I do more than touch?”

“You can do anything you want with me.”

“I need to hear you.” I lick my lips. “Can I take you in my mouth?”

Eric nods and holds my hair behind my head in a makeshift ponytail. His eyes are on me, while my mouth hovers over his hard cock. “Yes, suck me.”

I flick my gaze down to observe the length of him. I’ve felt him, but I’ve never seen him like this, rigid and wanting. He’s long, with a ridge that strains until it disappears around his purplish head. He’s also thicker in the middle, and the sight of him makes me warm with wetness between my legs. I lean and lap at the pulsing vein of his shaft from base to head, swirling around his navel and crown to lick his precum. Then, I swallow him until he hits the back of my throat. He gasps, and his hips twitch, while I bob my mouth as he moans. He tangles a hand in my hair, not pulling—just holding it.

“Fuck, Amanda…”

I learn him with my mouth. Each gasp and whisper of my name with every swirl, suck, or hum. He’s so responsive it’s hard to keep my fingers out of my panties so I can tend the ache between my legs. His breath hitches. His cock pulses larger against my tongue, and his grip loosens.

“Amanda, wait.” His voice is thick, grabbing at my shoulders. “Too much.”

I drop him from my mouth and kiss the inside of his thigh, then lie beside him. He opens his mouth, but I don’t want his apology. I silence him with my own, and we moan into a dance of tongues that tastes of him. I’m aching with want like never before: soaked, strung tight, unbearably sensitive.

“Did that feel good?”

“Amazing, I⁠—”

“I wanted you to feel good.”

The shift in him is subtle. The fingers on my jaw wrap around my neck, and he digs his thumb with possession. “Can I… make you feel good too?”

“I’d like that.”

It is his turn to learn me now. He runs his tongue down my neck, licks down my chest between my breasts, and every kiss of his lands on my skin, but it reaches deep into my soul.