underneath. I’m aching to have her again.
She sits up, pulls the shirt over her head and throws it over the edge of the bed. The silhouette of her body in the dim light has me hard as a rock. But tonight, I don’t just want to fuck her. I want to make love to her. I want to possess her.
Standing, I strip down to my boxers. Her eyes flutter open. She looks at me with more than desire in her eyes. I hope it is. I almost pray it is.
“Jonathan…” her throaty whisper calls to me. My chest tightens up.
I get in bed beside her and pull her into an embrace. Her hands settle on my back and her breasts press against my chest, sending shudders through me.
“Rebecca.” My voice is breathless as I whisper in her ear.
She shivers this time. I pause. I can’t think. There are words swirling around my head that I’ve never said to a woman. As much as I try to deny these feelings, I don’t want to anymore. At least not tonight. Tonight belongs to us.
She pulls apart and nods down at my boxers, giving a wink and grinning her cute face off. I take the hint and lift myself up to pull it down off my legs. No hesitation. Now or never. Her gaze darkens with arousal. Her nostrils flare slightly. I recline back, my head on the pillow. She purrs like a cat and climbs on top of me. My cock is hard, throbbing and desperate to get inside her.
I look up at her. I gasp, literally, as I watch her slight body, skin glowing under the light, the soft flesh of her breasts begging me to touch her. Reaching forward, I caress her nipples with my fingertips. Her stomach muscles twitch as I do so and she exhales my name. She leans down to me and cups my cheek. She kisses me. I lose all control. I bracket her head in my palms and hold her still as I ravage her mouth. This is not our first kiss, but it should have been.
With nothing between us but the heat of our bodies and the touch of her skin brushing a wonderful friction with her peaked nipples, I cannot imagine a more perfect representation of my need for her—hot, chafing, and combustible. She gives in completely to my kiss, and welcome the thrust of my tongue inside her mouth.
She grinds her hips down on my pelvis with each dip and swipe of my tongue. My cock swells; it’s trapped between us. I reach a hand down and stroke her clit, getting her wet and ready for the moment I enter her. Our tongues wrestle as she takes control and gives it back to me, while our lower halves have already found a rhythm as old as time itself.
Her hands find their way to reach under my ass cheeks. She digs her nails into my flesh. I groan aloud. I clamp on tight to her back and roll us over. Trapped underneath me, she squirms. Combustible, fuck yes. She ignites both our flames with her movements. She moans as I growl. Once again, our lips find one another. Hurried, shallow kisses, as she arches and tilts her hips. Aligning my body with hers, I place my cock at her entrance. We pull from the kiss and our eyes lock. She stares into the infinite depths of my tormented soul as I push into her.
She yields and tightens on my length, and whispers in my ear she’s been aching to feel me inside her. It’s an exquisite sensation, filling Rebecca and feeling a measure of peace, as my cock claims her as my own. We become one.
“You’re mine, Rebecca.” I growl out.
“Yes,” she whispers.
Whether wrong or right, I can no longer deny myself. I feel for Rebecca. She’s beginning to mean more to me. I have no idea how this can work, but I’ll find a way. Rebecca has caught me, right in the chest. I’m not sure I can let her go now.
We slide together as one. The pressure within her body is building. I hug her close, and she urges me to go faster. I pant out words of desire in her ear. She whispers my name over and over. I growl and shove harder into her as we come together. She tightens around my cock and screams her pleasure, and then her lips find mine again in a searing kiss.
Life will never be the same.
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