Reaching behind my head, I pulled my shirt off and tossed it to the ground before capturing her mouth again. This time I didn’t waste any time deepening the kiss. She whimpered, her nails digging deep into my shoulders as she pulled me closer.
I pulled away again, but this time I dropped to my knees in front of her. Popping the button of her jeans free, I took my time to kiss the smooth skin of her stomach. I gently started to tug them down, my tongue darting out to lick across one of her hip bones. She shivered at the new sensation and her fingers raked over my head, trying to find purchase on my short hair as I finished removing the rest of her clothes.
Standing up slowly, I lowered her to the bed and quickly pulled off my boots and shucked my jeans. I kissed over every inch of her skin I could get my lips on, my hands following the path my mouth made. I worshipped her, not wanting to miss the opportunity to show her how much I craved her.
I didn’t stop until she was spread out beneath me, her hair a messy halo framing her face and her body flushed with need. Her hands were all over me, caressing, and holding me where she wanted me. My body was on fire, every touch from her edging me closer to losing what self-control I had left.
Sliding a hand down between us I strummed her clit a few times, swallowing her gasps. Moving further down I slid a single digit into her tight heat.
“Fuck,” I groaned, feeling how she squeezed my one finger and imagining how tight she’d be when I finally sunk into her.
“What’s the ma-matter?” she asked on a moan as I added a second finger.
“Nothing baby,” I said, pumping my fingers. “You’re just tight as hell, and I need to make sure you’re ready before I take you.”
She whimpered; whether it was at my words or my ministrations, I didn’t know. I continued to work her over, pressing my thumb to her clit as I maintained the steady rhythm of my fingers dragging in and out of her. Her legs started to shake and her back arched off the bed. She was close, but I stopped anyway. The frustrated growl she let out almost made me laugh, but I was too busy sliding down the bed and between her legs. I wanted to feel her come apart on my lips; I wanted to taste her desire while her screams echoed in my ears.
Replacing my thumb with my mouth I latched onto her clit and sucked hard. The sudden sensation had her calling out my name, begging me not to stop. Curling my fingers inside of her I rocked them back and forth as I continued to lave at her clit. It didn’t take long for her to break apart, her hands fisting the sheets at her sides as she cried out in pleasure.
I wiped my mouth on the sheet before crawling over her. A sense of pride bloomed in my chest as I watched her pant and whimper, coming down from her orgasm. I’d done that; I’d pushed her over the edge until she was sated and I was going to do it all over again.
Picking up her hand I kissed the finger that wore the ring I’d given her. She opened her eyes and her gaze automatically locked with mine. I trailed kisses up her arm, over her shoulder and along her neck until I reached the spot just under her ear.
“You’re gorgeous when you come,” I whispered hoarsely.
“Hmm, you’re gorgeous when you make me come,” she murmured.
“Is that so?” I laughed, leaning down to take her mouth again. I couldn’t get enough of her soft lips; they were puffy with overuse but they were perfection. I’d spent years wondering what her lips would taste like, and now that I was allowed I couldn’t help myself. I had to kiss her.
I situated myself between her thighs, skating a hand up her leg and over her hip, across her stomach and up between her breasts, finally coming to rest over her heart. The contrast of my rough hands against her soft skin was mesmerizing. My hands looked so big on her tiny body. She was so small, I felt like I might break her if I wasn’t careful.
Lowering myself to my elbows, I hovered
I pulled away again, but this time I dropped to my knees in front of her. Popping the button of her jeans free, I took my time to kiss the smooth skin of her stomach. I gently started to tug them down, my tongue darting out to lick across one of her hip bones. She shivered at the new sensation and her fingers raked over my head, trying to find purchase on my short hair as I finished removing the rest of her clothes.
Standing up slowly, I lowered her to the bed and quickly pulled off my boots and shucked my jeans. I kissed over every inch of her skin I could get my lips on, my hands following the path my mouth made. I worshipped her, not wanting to miss the opportunity to show her how much I craved her.
I didn’t stop until she was spread out beneath me, her hair a messy halo framing her face and her body flushed with need. Her hands were all over me, caressing, and holding me where she wanted me. My body was on fire, every touch from her edging me closer to losing what self-control I had left.
Sliding a hand down between us I strummed her clit a few times, swallowing her gasps. Moving further down I slid a single digit into her tight heat.
“Fuck,” I groaned, feeling how she squeezed my one finger and imagining how tight she’d be when I finally sunk into her.
“What’s the ma-matter?” she asked on a moan as I added a second finger.
“Nothing baby,” I said, pumping my fingers. “You’re just tight as hell, and I need to make sure you’re ready before I take you.”
She whimpered; whether it was at my words or my ministrations, I didn’t know. I continued to work her over, pressing my thumb to her clit as I maintained the steady rhythm of my fingers dragging in and out of her. Her legs started to shake and her back arched off the bed. She was close, but I stopped anyway. The frustrated growl she let out almost made me laugh, but I was too busy sliding down the bed and between her legs. I wanted to feel her come apart on my lips; I wanted to taste her desire while her screams echoed in my ears.
Replacing my thumb with my mouth I latched onto her clit and sucked hard. The sudden sensation had her calling out my name, begging me not to stop. Curling my fingers inside of her I rocked them back and forth as I continued to lave at her clit. It didn’t take long for her to break apart, her hands fisting the sheets at her sides as she cried out in pleasure.
I wiped my mouth on the sheet before crawling over her. A sense of pride bloomed in my chest as I watched her pant and whimper, coming down from her orgasm. I’d done that; I’d pushed her over the edge until she was sated and I was going to do it all over again.
Picking up her hand I kissed the finger that wore the ring I’d given her. She opened her eyes and her gaze automatically locked with mine. I trailed kisses up her arm, over her shoulder and along her neck until I reached the spot just under her ear.
“You’re gorgeous when you come,” I whispered hoarsely.
“Hmm, you’re gorgeous when you make me come,” she murmured.
“Is that so?” I laughed, leaning down to take her mouth again. I couldn’t get enough of her soft lips; they were puffy with overuse but they were perfection. I’d spent years wondering what her lips would taste like, and now that I was allowed I couldn’t help myself. I had to kiss her.
I situated myself between her thighs, skating a hand up her leg and over her hip, across her stomach and up between her breasts, finally coming to rest over her heart. The contrast of my rough hands against her soft skin was mesmerizing. My hands looked so big on her tiny body. She was so small, I felt like I might break her if I wasn’t careful.
Lowering myself to my elbows, I hovered
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