Parker grabs my behind and pulls my hips up to his, lifting me from the counter as I wrap my legs and arms around him. He carries me down the narrow hallway, peering through doors looking for my bedroom.
“Last one on the right,” I manage to say into his mouth between kisses.
He finds it and lowers me onto the bed. His seductive gaze sears through me. His body hovering over mine, he lowers his head to my chest. He pulls the cup of my black lace bra down and circles my nipple with his tongue. My eyes close and my back arches into him, loving the feel of his warm breath on my body. He sucks and teases and tastes me, sealing his mouth over my nipple. I moan softly, letting him know how good it feels. He pulls his mouth away and moves to my other nipple, giving it the same attention.
“I want your clothes off, Livy.”
God, I want that too.
“What are you waiting for?”
He reaches his hand beneath my back and unclasps my bra, throwing it to the floor. He presses a path of soft kisses down my torso and reaches for the button on my jeans. He unzips them, sitting back on his knees, and pulls them off of me, leaving me feeling vulnerable in nothing but my black lace thong.
“Fuck Livy, if I knew you were wearing these under your clothes all day, this would have happened sooner. You are so fucking perfect.” And I feel that way with him. He makes me feel like I’m the most beautiful girl in the world. Any insecurities I have about my body are gone.
“Now it’s your turn, Parker. Pants off. Now.”
I decide that I want to be the one to take them off, so I sit up on my knees and begin to unbutton his jeans. He moves to stand at the edge of the bed and pushes them down to the ground. I’m given a perfect view of his toned, lean abs and the lines on his torso shaped in that sexy V disappearing into his boxer briefs. My gaze moves to his broad chest and thick arms that I want to be wrapped up in. He takes it one step further and slides his fingers into the waistband of his briefs, bringing them to the floor.
Holy Shit.
He climbs back on top of me, the weight of his body against mine. He takes my breast in his hands and rolls my nipple between his thumb and finger. I can feel it tighten into a soft peak, sending shockwaves up my spine.
Parker lowers his body to mine, grinding himself between my legs. All that separates us is one thin layer of lace. His strong arms flex and tense on either side of me as he holds his upper body above me. I run the tips of my fingers up and down them, watching a trail of goosebumps cover his smooth, bronzed skin.
“Can you feel what you do to me?” Parker growls in a low, sexy voice that turns me on even more.
“I can feel it."
He pulls back to his knees and reaches for my thong, pulling it down over my legs. He runs his fingers up my thighs and my body trembles in anticipation.
“Parker, I can’t take it anymore. I need to feel you.”
“I’m not rushing this. Be patient, baby. You feel so good.”
I can barely breathe. The connection between the two of us is so strong. I’ve never felt like this with anyone else.
Having his body wrapped around mine makes me feel safe and whole in a way I haven’t felt in a very long time. I want to move faster and at the same time I never want this to end. I could stay here in his arms forever and be totally content. I want to take a vacation in Parkerland.
I thread my hands through his thick, dark hair, pulling him closer. I need his body on mine, skin on skin.
He kisses me with those full lips that I want to devour as I wrap my legs around his hips, arching my body into him. Needing the friction, needing him inside of me. He moans the sexiest sound, and I can’t wait another second.
“I need you now, Parker.”
“Hold on, Livy.”
He reaches for his jeans on the floor and takes a condom from his pocket, tears the package open with his teeth and rolls it on. He braces himself over me, guiding his length inside of me slowly. Our bodies join together. I lift my hips to take him deeper, feeling every inch of him. His dark eyes lock with mine.
“You feel so good,” he groans. “Damn, I’ve missed you.”
“Don’t stop Parker, it feels too good.”
We rock back and forth, our bodies finding a perfect rhythm. I dig my fingernails into his back as he drives into me harder, bringing me closer to the edge. He lowers his mouth to my collarbone, kissing the hollow of my neck and moves up to my ear, placing open mouthed kisses over the sensitive skin behind it. My body shivers and I tilt my head back to give him more access. I’m about to come undone.
I graze the soft, smooth skin on his shoulder with my teeth, the intensity taking me over.
“Yes,” I cry.