“I’m not going to last,” she said. “I need you. I’ve dreamed of this moment. My foreplay started years ago, Kel.” A glow of pink stained her cheeks.
“Baby doll, you have no idea how many times I’ve imagined this moment. But I promise in the end your dreams will be answered more than you imagined.” I slid down, capturing a nipple as my hand covered her breast. I sucked lightly then nipped. She writhed as I lifted her other arm over her head. Then I ran my fingers down her body, careful not to tickle her sides.
She watched me with a quiet but lazy intensity, her body relaxed, her skin glistening in the soft candlelit room.
Perfection came to mind as I settled on her other breast. She moaned her approval as I began dragging my lips slowly down her shifting abs, circling the outline of her belly button before landing on the inside of her thighs. I kissed the inside of both legs then glanced up at her, silently seeking permission. With her arms still over her head, she blinked.
Fireworks went off in my stomach, causing my heart to beat out of control. I lowered at a snail’s pace, torturing myself as I did. I wanted to take my time, but my body was telling me to speed up the process so I could be inside her. When I captured her clit between my lips she let out a squeal, gripping the sheets above her. I licked lightly, up then down, before falling into a steady pace. Her breathing grew shallow. I reached up with one hand and found her nipple. When I pinched, her hips shot up as she screamed my name. I didn’t think I could be any harder, but fuck. When my name fell from her lips, it was all I could do not to become a madman. Instead I continued to suck lightly, wanting her release to last. When her body finally softened, I reached for the condom, tearing the hell out of the packet. In two seconds flat I rolled the condom on and crawled up her body, my biceps shaking like a motherfucker, until I was completely over her.
Her face glistened as she smiled through hooded eyelids, her gold speck shining like a beacon.
I rocked my hips and barely pushed in. Her eyes widened as she gasped.
I stilled. “Open for me.” I was a millisecond away from exploding.
She wrapped her legs around me.
I glided in deeper. “You okay?” She felt like heaven, fitting perfectly around me.
“Better than okay.” She dug her fingers into my biceps.
With our gazes locked, I drove in far and deep, wild and free, savoring the feeling of her around me, beneath me, and with me. She kept up with my rhythm as we melded together effortlessly as though we’d made love to each other before. She made soft breathy noises with each thrust, sending me closer to the one place I’d never thought I’d experience with her.
She kissed my mouth, hungry and heated, tethering her hands in my hair. I pumped harder and faster as I devoured her lips. Then I rolled us over without breaking contact. I needed her on top of me. I needed to absorb all of her, from the wildness of her hair, to the love in her eyes, to the way she moved on me. She swept her hooded gaze over my chest as she planted her hands on my tat.
“The lizard has blue-gray eyes.” She was holding her lip hostage, seemingly lost in my tat.
“Like you, baby doll.” I grasped her hips, guiding her up and down before she pressed her breasts into me. We moved together, kissing, my hands dancing rough and wild in her hair, until the fire morphed into an inferno. I flipped us one more time, taking control, thrusting faster, our bodies slick as we moved.
She screamed my name for the second time that night, and when she did, my heart fucking exploded with glee. I pumped harder, not wanting any of it to end. Desire flared to an impossible high that I hadn’t even known existed. Tingles, heat, and suddenly, the room disappeared. I growled my release, my body shaking then stiffening, laboring for breath, the adrenaline pounding in my ears. “I love you, Lizard.” I kissed her nose then smoothed back her damp hair.
Her eyes welled up.
“What’s wrong?”
Her hand cupped my face. “Can we do that again?” She giggled.
“Fuck, yeah.” My dick was already getting hard inside her again. “But why the tears?”
“I don’t want to leave Boston. My heart can’t handle being away from you.”
Those words were a symphony to my ears. I wanted to pick her up and swing her around and shout out my happiness to the city of Boston. “Then don’t. We have great schools here. We can get an apartment together.”
“What? Naked model Kelton wants to settle down with one woman?” Her mouth curled on one side.