The rhythm of him dipping and stirring his long fingers inside me and then grazing them delicately over my clit was addictive. Deliberately slow. Breathtakingly deep. That was his method. I lie there panting, defenseless, and half-dazed as he released a single, breathy statement against my ear. “Let me make you cum.”
Blood pumped through my veins so quickly that I could feel my pulse beating behind my ears.
His lips touched my neck lightly and my eyes rolled back in my head. “Just say yes,” he beckoned, sealing his plea with a kiss beneath my chin.
How in the hell was I supposed to say no to that?
AJ stared down on me with sex-drunk eyes….and…I gave in.
I wanted him too badly to pretend like I didn’t. When I nodded, granting him permission, a slick smile spread across his face. He devoured my tender lips again as our suppressed feelings and lust for one another boiled over. I couldn’t get enough of him. One gentle kiss to the side of my face, followed by another to the front of my neck, and then he stood from the couch.
That confidence of his that lured me in from day one was practically spilling from his pores. He seemed so sure of himself – of his abilities – that I got more excited as the seconds wore on. I hadn’t been this turned on in so long that I couldn’t even remember when, if ever. Sex with Jason – when we actually had it – was more of a chore than anything. I was forced to acknowledge the possibility that, maybe he was right about me. Maybe I was emotionally unavailable…..for him anyway. Maybe my heart had been somewhere else all along and although Jason couldn’t have possibly known the details, he felt it.
AJ had me literally squirming with anticipation. He knelt down on the floor and fastened his hands behind my knees, pulling my naked body to the edge of the sofa and closer to him. My heart raced and the last image I had before my eyes slammed shut was that of his face disappearing between my thighs. His arms came to rest over the tops of my legs as his fingers gently parted the lips of my sex seconds before his tongue met my flesh. I moaned loudly at the feel of him sucking and licking with a level of perfection that was far beyond what I remembered.
Chill bumps covered my skin despite the fact that he had me nearly sweating. I brought my hands to his hair, gripping it as his tongue and lips showed my clit the attention she was begging for. When I moaned again, he gripped my hips and dove deeper. I looked down at his face buried between my thighs and the imagery left me shivering in his grasp. My eyes rolled back in my head and much sooner than I would’ve liked, the sucking became gentler, eventually dying down to sensual licks that left me twitching, and then AJ stopped altogether. When he separated himself from me, I looked down and met his licentious gaze just as he stood to his feet and reached for both my hands. I followed when he led me to my bedroom and turned off the lamp on my dresser. The next sound that filled the air was that of him undoing his belt and zipper, followed by his pants hitting the floor.
This is really about to happen.
I inched my way up the bed and lay there on my side waiting for him to join me. Despite the darkness, I could see everything. The moonlight filtering in through my window blessed me with a clear visual of his flawless, nude physique – wearing nothing but my name on his neck.
The symbol of his commitment to me had been there for years – his way of making sure that neither I, nor the rest of the world, ever forgot who his heart belonged to. And despite where we’d been or how much time had passed, I had a feeling that this fact still remained.