kiss was slow and gentle but deep and soulful, and she felt herself grow warm all over. Her nerve endings stood at attention, ready for his touch. She moved her fingers to his neck, wanting his skin and hair underneath her fingertips, almost as though to assure herself that was happening was real.
Feeling her hands on him was his cue to move forward. He slid his hands from her back to cup her ass, and he didn’t need to push her into himself for her to become aware of the throbbing need growing between her legs. Yes, she wanted him. She wanted to taste him, feel him, if for only a few fleeting moments.
Her mind drifted back to her youth, and she remembered their first time…her first time. It had been awkward and painful, and yet she ’d felt happy and fulfilled afterward. Tyler’s parents had been gone for a weekend and the young couple seized the opportunity to consummate their budding relationship. After that, they ’d found creative means and places to do the deed, and each time had felt special to Megan, even the times they’d had sex in his car.
And here she was again, ten years later, returning to that same thought…that Tyler was a special guy and she’d be a fucking idiot to let him go again.
And that thought freaked her out. That was exactly what she’d wanted to avoid. She didn’t want any messy, clingy feelings getting in the way of what could be a fantastic time. So she tried to concentrate on the way his hands felt as they moved from her ass up to her back, and she decided to move into a higher gear.
She slid her hands down to his waist and gripped the bottom of his t-shirt. Megan knew the only way to shut her mind up would be to immerse herself fully in what she was doing. She had to press forward. Tyler put a little space between them and grabbed the bottom of his shirt as well to speed up the process, and as soon as it was over his head and on the floor, Megan moved her greedy fingers to his naked chest.
She could feel the difference a decade had made. He’d been in shape as a teenager, but he had been more wiry then . Now he was more filled out and taut all over. Megan spread her fingers out over his pecs as he continued kissing her. “ Mmmm .” She heard the soft voice of approval her throat made involuntarily, and she felt his lips spread at the corners in a smile. Well, what did it hurt if he knew exactly what she thought about his body?
His lips left hers and began exploring other areas. He kissed her neck, moving slowly down an angle back to underneath her ear, and she felt in her nipples how much she liked it. They grew tight again and she felt a shiver race down her spine. His lips were warm, moist, and deliberate in the movement across her sensitive skin. She could feel her heartbeat quicken and her breathing deepen. As his lips moved farther down her neck toward her collarbone, she bit her bottom lip to stop herself from becoming vocal again, all too soon.
Why was she having such a hard time controlling herself? It wasn’t like she’d never had sex, and it certainly wasn’t that she’d never had sex with this particular man before. It had to be that she was feeling too much for him, and that should have been her cue to break away.
But she couldn’t. Everything he was doing to her felt so good.
His hands moved from behind her to between them. She felt his hot breath on her collarbone, just above her blouse. His fingers touched the top of the soft fabric and unbuttoned the blouse at the top. His lips met the flesh there as his fingers moved down to the next button. The next exposed her cleavage and his lips moved to touch the skin above her bra. It was agonizing the time he took unbuttoning her blouse, and as he moved his head lower, she moved her hands to the back of his head and ran her fingers through his hair.
At last, though, the final button was released from the blouse’s hold and Tyler pulled
Feeling her hands on him was his cue to move forward. He slid his hands from her back to cup her ass, and he didn’t need to push her into himself for her to become aware of the throbbing need growing between her legs. Yes, she wanted him. She wanted to taste him, feel him, if for only a few fleeting moments.
Her mind drifted back to her youth, and she remembered their first time…her first time. It had been awkward and painful, and yet she ’d felt happy and fulfilled afterward. Tyler’s parents had been gone for a weekend and the young couple seized the opportunity to consummate their budding relationship. After that, they ’d found creative means and places to do the deed, and each time had felt special to Megan, even the times they’d had sex in his car.
And here she was again, ten years later, returning to that same thought…that Tyler was a special guy and she’d be a fucking idiot to let him go again.
And that thought freaked her out. That was exactly what she’d wanted to avoid. She didn’t want any messy, clingy feelings getting in the way of what could be a fantastic time. So she tried to concentrate on the way his hands felt as they moved from her ass up to her back, and she decided to move into a higher gear.
She slid her hands down to his waist and gripped the bottom of his t-shirt. Megan knew the only way to shut her mind up would be to immerse herself fully in what she was doing. She had to press forward. Tyler put a little space between them and grabbed the bottom of his shirt as well to speed up the process, and as soon as it was over his head and on the floor, Megan moved her greedy fingers to his naked chest.
She could feel the difference a decade had made. He’d been in shape as a teenager, but he had been more wiry then . Now he was more filled out and taut all over. Megan spread her fingers out over his pecs as he continued kissing her. “ Mmmm .” She heard the soft voice of approval her throat made involuntarily, and she felt his lips spread at the corners in a smile. Well, what did it hurt if he knew exactly what she thought about his body?
His lips left hers and began exploring other areas. He kissed her neck, moving slowly down an angle back to underneath her ear, and she felt in her nipples how much she liked it. They grew tight again and she felt a shiver race down her spine. His lips were warm, moist, and deliberate in the movement across her sensitive skin. She could feel her heartbeat quicken and her breathing deepen. As his lips moved farther down her neck toward her collarbone, she bit her bottom lip to stop herself from becoming vocal again, all too soon.
Why was she having such a hard time controlling herself? It wasn’t like she’d never had sex, and it certainly wasn’t that she’d never had sex with this particular man before. It had to be that she was feeling too much for him, and that should have been her cue to break away.
But she couldn’t. Everything he was doing to her felt so good.
His hands moved from behind her to between them. She felt his hot breath on her collarbone, just above her blouse. His fingers touched the top of the soft fabric and unbuttoned the blouse at the top. His lips met the flesh there as his fingers moved down to the next button. The next exposed her cleavage and his lips moved to touch the skin above her bra. It was agonizing the time he took unbuttoning her blouse, and as he moved his head lower, she moved her hands to the back of his head and ran her fingers through his hair.
At last, though, the final button was released from the blouse’s hold and Tyler pulled
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