couldn’t move for a minute. This beautiful, brave woman wanted me.
Me .
My conscience was pulling at me to do the right thing—be careful with her—and if I couldn’t, to just walk away.
Fuck my conscience.
She licked her lips as her sensual gaze met mine, and I saw in those eyes that she wanted this just as badly as I had.
“You’re too far away,” she whispered.
Now. It had to be now. Without breaking eye contact, I pulled my wallet out of my back pocket and took a condom out. Kristin arched a brow at me, and I smiled wickedly at her. “It pays to be prepared.”
And then my pants, my socks, my boxer briefs were gone and I was slowly covering her body with mine. The skin on skin contact was intense—we both sighed at it—and then I was kissing her again as if my life depended on it.
She clung to me, her nails raked down my back and I was damn near shaking with anticipation. I was just about to raise my head to look at her when she wrapped her legs around my waist and it felt…perfect.
Somehow I managed to get that sexy-as-hell bra off of her and tossed it to the floor to join where I’d dropped her panties earlier. I pulled back long enough to roll the condom on, and I saw a wide-range of emotions cross her face—anticipation, desire…and uncertainty.
That one stopped me dead in my tracks. “It’s not too late to change your mind,” I said softly, even though my body wasn’t quite on board with that option.
She shook her head. “No. I want this. I want…you.”
And then I was slowly sinking into her, inch by inch. She sighed. She purred. She all but destroyed me. Her legs wrapped around me again, and I waited a minute for her to adjust to me. I kissed her gently on her lips, her eyes. “Tell me if I do something that you don’t like.”
Reaching up, she cupped my face in her hands. “I don’t like that you’re not moving.
It was like waving the checkered flag in my face. My hands found hers and pinned her arms above her head as I began to move. Slowly. “Like this?”
She shook her head.
I rocked a little harder into her, a little faster. “How about this?”
She shook her head again and seemed to be getting lost in the same sensations I was feeling.
“Tell me,” I urged, unable to stop myself from moving harder and faster.
“Like that,” she whispered. “Hard. I need it harder.”
I gave her exactly what she wanted—what we both wanted—and soon she was writhing beneath me, chanting my name. “Please!” she said. And then she was pulling her hands free of mind and pulling me closer as she came—hard. Her tight channel clenching around me and her body wrapped around me, it was like nothing I had ever felt before.
“I can’t hold back,” I said hoarsely. “I need…I need to…”
“Yes,” she cried. “Do it, Declan! Now!”
My orgasm hit me hard and fast—too fast for my liking. Over and over, my body shuddered and shook as it felt like everything I had emptied into Kristin.
Our breathing was heavy as I rested my forehead against hers. “I’m sorry,” I said when I was finally able to breathe.
“For what?”
“I wanted to go slow with you. I wanted this to last longer.” I raised my head and looked down into her eyes. “I wanted it to be perfect for you.”
I realized what I was saying and suddenly panicked. We said this was a fling—possibly only a one-time thing. Why was I getting so…I don’t know…emotional about it?
Kristin smiled slowly at me. “It was perfect. Exactly what I wanted.” She shifted slightly beneath me and I gathered her into my arms as I rolled off of her and tucked her into my side.
A million thoughts raced through my head—was she all right? Did she regret what we’d just done? Part of me wanted to know but the other part was afraid of her answer.
“You’re doing it again,” she said.
“What?”
“Thinking too hard.” She raised her head and looked at me, uncertainty written all over her face.
Me .
My conscience was pulling at me to do the right thing—be careful with her—and if I couldn’t, to just walk away.
Fuck my conscience.
She licked her lips as her sensual gaze met mine, and I saw in those eyes that she wanted this just as badly as I had.
“You’re too far away,” she whispered.
Now. It had to be now. Without breaking eye contact, I pulled my wallet out of my back pocket and took a condom out. Kristin arched a brow at me, and I smiled wickedly at her. “It pays to be prepared.”
And then my pants, my socks, my boxer briefs were gone and I was slowly covering her body with mine. The skin on skin contact was intense—we both sighed at it—and then I was kissing her again as if my life depended on it.
She clung to me, her nails raked down my back and I was damn near shaking with anticipation. I was just about to raise my head to look at her when she wrapped her legs around my waist and it felt…perfect.
Somehow I managed to get that sexy-as-hell bra off of her and tossed it to the floor to join where I’d dropped her panties earlier. I pulled back long enough to roll the condom on, and I saw a wide-range of emotions cross her face—anticipation, desire…and uncertainty.
That one stopped me dead in my tracks. “It’s not too late to change your mind,” I said softly, even though my body wasn’t quite on board with that option.
She shook her head. “No. I want this. I want…you.”
And then I was slowly sinking into her, inch by inch. She sighed. She purred. She all but destroyed me. Her legs wrapped around me again, and I waited a minute for her to adjust to me. I kissed her gently on her lips, her eyes. “Tell me if I do something that you don’t like.”
Reaching up, she cupped my face in her hands. “I don’t like that you’re not moving.
It was like waving the checkered flag in my face. My hands found hers and pinned her arms above her head as I began to move. Slowly. “Like this?”
She shook her head.
I rocked a little harder into her, a little faster. “How about this?”
She shook her head again and seemed to be getting lost in the same sensations I was feeling.
“Tell me,” I urged, unable to stop myself from moving harder and faster.
“Like that,” she whispered. “Hard. I need it harder.”
I gave her exactly what she wanted—what we both wanted—and soon she was writhing beneath me, chanting my name. “Please!” she said. And then she was pulling her hands free of mind and pulling me closer as she came—hard. Her tight channel clenching around me and her body wrapped around me, it was like nothing I had ever felt before.
“I can’t hold back,” I said hoarsely. “I need…I need to…”
“Yes,” she cried. “Do it, Declan! Now!”
My orgasm hit me hard and fast—too fast for my liking. Over and over, my body shuddered and shook as it felt like everything I had emptied into Kristin.
Our breathing was heavy as I rested my forehead against hers. “I’m sorry,” I said when I was finally able to breathe.
“For what?”
“I wanted to go slow with you. I wanted this to last longer.” I raised my head and looked down into her eyes. “I wanted it to be perfect for you.”
I realized what I was saying and suddenly panicked. We said this was a fling—possibly only a one-time thing. Why was I getting so…I don’t know…emotional about it?
Kristin smiled slowly at me. “It was perfect. Exactly what I wanted.” She shifted slightly beneath me and I gathered her into my arms as I rolled off of her and tucked her into my side.
A million thoughts raced through my head—was she all right? Did she regret what we’d just done? Part of me wanted to know but the other part was afraid of her answer.
“You’re doing it again,” she said.
“What?”
“Thinking too hard.” She raised her head and looked at me, uncertainty written all over her face.
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