Worth the Wait (Crimson Romance) by Synithia Williams Page B

woman’s body as beautiful as hers. She knew that wasn’t true, but she didn’t want to think about how many other women he’d said that to.
    The throbbing between her legs was insistent. Without thought, she ran her hand down her belly and into the waistband of her thong. Jared’s breathing hitched and his eyes grew darker. With one smooth motion, he pulled her underwear off. She jerked her hand away, but he took her wrist in his hand. “Touch yourself.”
    She didn’t know if her face burned from self-consciousness or desire. She’d masturbated before — just because she was a virgin didn’t mean she was completely unknowledgeable — but obviously never in front of another person. But the heat in his eyes evaporated any shame she may have felt. There was something erotic about the way he watched her.
    She slowly began to massage her outer lips, spreading her wetness around. She used her fingers to open herself and slowly rubbed her clitoris. Jared’s dark eyes were focused on her movements. His body was tense and his breathing labored as he rubbed the rock hard staff between his legs. Tasha lifted one leg and closed her eyes as she slipped her middle finger inside of her dripping core.
    “That’s it. Show me what you like,” he whispered.
    Turned on by his encouragement Tasha’s eyes closed as she continued to glide her finger inside of her, before slipping it out and over her aching nub. She became so engrossed in her own pleasure, her moans and sighs echoing in the room, that she wasn’t aware of Jared moving lower until he moved her hand and replaced her fingers with his tongue. Tasha cried out as he slowly licked from one end of her goodness to the other. True to his words, Jared kissed her lower lips just as thoroughly as he kissed her mouth, his tongue doing a wicked dance with every nook and cranny. She thought her heart would stop from the pleasure. When his mouth closed around her swollen clit she yelled as an orgasm unlike any she’d ever felt rocked her body. The spasms clenched in her womb and stars burst behind her eyelids.
    She tried to curl up into a fetal position as the aftershocks went through her body, but he didn’t let her. He opened her legs and reached into his pocket for a condom. She watched as he pulled down his shorts and underwear and his erection sprang forth. She’d seen penises before — mostly in porn that Shayla sent her — but Jared could give any porn star a run for his money. He tore open the packet with his teeth and quickly slid on the protection. His movements were effortless, another sign he’d done this often.
    “It’ll only hurt a second … I think,” he said.
    She opened her mouth to answer but Jared pushed into her with one quick thrust. When she cried out this time it was in pain. She’d known it would hurt, but this was excruciating. He needed to get off, now!
    “Damn, Jared, that hurts. I don’t think I can do this,” she said between clenched teeth.
    “It’s done now. Shit, Tasha, you feel so good,” he said through clenched teeth of his own.
    She tried to move back but he held fast to her waist. “Don’t move. Take a second to feel it.” He groaned.
    Tasha went still. This wasn’t nearly as good as what he’d told her it would be. This was painful.
    “Relax, Tasha.” He leaned back slightly to move one hand from her waist and slowly rubbed her clit. “Give it time.” His eyes met hers, concern mixed with his desire. His body was as tense as hers and he was gritting his teeth as if in pain. She slowly let her body relax as he continued to massage where they were joined. The pain began to subside as pleasure ran through her. She clenched her muscles around him and was surprised at how good he felt inside of her. She hesitantly moved her hips and Jared groaned. “I’ve got to move now.”
    “Move,” she said.
    He pulled back slowly, then pushed in to the hilt. Tasha gasped with pleasure when his thickness rubbed against her inner