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Not a dream.
Whoa.
His hard-on pokes me in the stomach, hot and stiff, leaving a trail of moisture. I remember touching it, tasting it, and my core clenches with desire at the memory. I’d love to curl my hand around it, to lick and tease, to hear him groan, see him lose control.
But he doesn’t stop kissing me, doesn’t let me catch my breath. His hand slides up, cradles the back of my head while his tongue does wicked things to mine, stroking and thrusting and tangling. Turning me on until the blood in my veins burns and my breasts ache, tight and swollen, pressed to the hard planes of his chest.
He kisses me until I’m moving against him, until I throw one leg over his, trying to relieve the aching pressure inside of me.
In a sudden move, he grabs me and rolls me under him, keeping his mouth fused with mine. His weight presses lightly on me, because he keeps himself propped up on both hands, doing a funny little push-up while lying over me, his hardness pressing between my legs.
His teeth scrape lightly on my lower lip, and lightning bolts of arousal go straight through me, until I think I’ll go crazy. I need to feel him inside me, and holy shit, since when am I so desperate for a boy? Never happened before. None of this has ever happened before.
I’m falling hard. Tumbling head over heels. And I should stop myself before I crash.
He releases my tingling mouth and presses our foreheads together, his cock sliding back and forth on my stomach, warm and wet. “Shit, I need… need you.” He pulls back, his gaze colliding with mine, dark with desire, raw and earnest.
Don’t read anything into what he says, my mind warns. He just wants to fuck—and that’s what I want, too, so why not? We are both adults.
Another notch on his bedpost. Last night it all seemed like a dream, but now? Do you really want to do this to yourself, Amber? Offer your body, offer your heart, only to have it throw away come tomorrow?
He rolls his hips, his very naked, muscular and aroused body gliding against mine, and rational thought flees. A shiver goes through him. He lowers himself on one elbow and uses his freed hand to trace my breasts and toy with my stiff nipples, then to touch me between my legs.
An incoherent moan escapes me when he finds my clit and presses down, his mouth curling up in a faint smile—that faint smile I love so much, the one that reaches his eyes.
“Need you, too,” I pant and fumble between us, finding his hard cock and gripping it. “Inside me.”
In case there was any misunderstanding.
“Dammit, kitten.” He dips his head back down, mouth hovering over mine as he rocks into my hand. “Condoms.”
“I’m on the pill.” I try to catch my breath as he fingerfucks me slowly, a counter rhythm to the increasingly frantic movement of his hips. “Please.”
He growls deep in his chest, draws his fingers out and replaces them with the head of his cock. His eyes turn to dusky emerald as he pushes into me, inch by delicious inch.
I cry out, clutching at his shoulders. So big, stretching me, filling me so completely I shift to ease the burn. I push and pull on his shoulders, unable to say what I need.
Then he plants his hands on either side of me and starts to move. The play of muscles on his chest and arms is impressive, but what draws my eyes even more is the look on his face, his mouth slack with pleasure, his eyes hazed, and in them a flicker of fire.
He draws out an inch or two, slams back in, and it’s all I can not to close my eyes as pleasure floods me. It runs in rivulets down my nerve endings, achingly sharp, incredibly strong, a rising wave that begins deep inside my core and spills over, rushing over my body.
I’m drowning. He thrusts faster now, small grunting sounds leaving his throat, and the drag and pull on my sensitive folds, on the nub of my clit, against my inner walls, is maddening. Toe-curling good. Amazing.
The pressure is building up fast, and I can’t help the moans and cries spilling from my mouth. Never thought I’d be so vocal during sex. Guess I was wrong. About so many things.
About being able to resist him, for starters.
And now oh God, he’s changing his movements, circling his hips, torturing me. He shifts his weight on one hand so he can grab my leg and pull it up, around his hip, so he can push deeper into me, slam harder.
Pleasure unfurls where he’s thrusting into me, the dam breaks, and I cry out his name as I come in exquisite spasms. My vision goes black at the edges as I tighten around him. My nails leaves gouges in his shoulders, my body out of control, grinding against him, his hard cock drawing the orgasm out until I think I’ll pass out from the sensations racing through me.
“Goddamn.” His teeth grit, and his movements grow jerky and uneven, his hold on the back of my thigh bruising. “You feel so good. So tight. Christ. I’m gonna blow, can’t stop…”
I clench around him, turned on beyond words as I watch him come apart. “I want to see you come.”
“Oh fuck…” His mouth falls open, eyes fluttering close, his hips rolling so fast the sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the room. “God, I fucking love you.”
His cock swells impossibly big inside me, forcing another cry of pleasure out of me, before his orgasm hits. His hot cum splashes inside me, triggering another mini orgasm, and he buries his face in my neck as he shudders, his whole body jerking as he comes hard.
