and sighed, placing her small hands
over his and pushing his palms harder to her skin.
He lifted his head and was transfixed by her reflection—eyes
closed, lips slightly parted and her body fixed in his arms. Just the sight of
her made his cock twitch against the inside of his jeans. He couldn’t control
the shameless urge and rubbed his hips against her firm butt. He ran his hands
down the sides of her stomach, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her
jeans. His fingertips stroked the dip between her legs and hips.
As her breath hitched, he whispered, “I want you, Sam…so
bad.”
After unfastening the button at her waist, he lowered the
zipper, lingering when the metal tag reached its limit. He brought his hands
back to the bare skin of her stomach, dipped beneath the denim and ran his
fingers over her cotton panties, pressing on her clitoris.
She arched against him, moaning close to his ear, clutching
the base of his neck with more force. He caressed her, adding gentle pressure,
circling the hooded pearl until her breath turned into short pants and her legs
trembled against his.
He spun her, one hand splayed on her lower back, the other
coursing through her hair to cradle the back of her head. Tilting her face, he
pressed his lips to her mouth just once, and then hovered over her plump bottom
lip, barely touching.
“I’ve thought about the softness of your lips all night.
You’re so beautiful,” he breathed into her. “I want to taste you, every part of you.”
Licking his lips, his tongue brushed her mouth. The
anticipation was killing him. When her breath caught, he knew there would be no
turning back, not for him. He closed his eyes and softly pressed his lips to
hers. He reached for her wrist and beneath the pads of his fingers her pulse
quickened and fluttered. Lifting her hands, he kissed each one before placing
them around his neck. He smiled when she twined her fingers through his hair,
trapping him in her arms. He wanted to feel her desperation, her hunger. He
continued the torturously slow onslaught of her mouth, cupping her jaw with
both hands.
The room spun and he never wanted the ride to end. He felt
the precise moment when her body completely surrendered, pressing harder
against him. His hands roamed as far as they could reach, memorizing every
curve.
He steered them toward the bed, pulled her shirt over her
head and arms and tossed it in the air, bowing to kiss the lace of her bra.
Skimming her nipple, he sucked it through the fabric, grazing it with his teeth
as it hardened between his lips.
“Jesse,” she breathed.
“Just for tonight, Sam, be with me. Be mine.” He didn’t wait
for her answer, alternated between kissing and licking her luscious skin.
She moaned, her head tilting back as he moved his lips to
the front of her neck, glided his tongue down her throat to the valley between
her breasts. He reached behind and, with one expert flick of his thumb,
unhooked the clasp of her bra. He ran his fingertips up the back of her
shoulders and tugged the straps down her arms, placing butterfly kisses over
her heaving round breasts. As he squeezed and fondled one, he licked the other,
teasing her, enjoying how quickly she responded. He enveloped her nipple with
his lips, gently nipped with his teeth. She trembled against him before he
moved to her other breast and repeated the action.
Backing her to the end of the bed, he stood to his full
height, looking down at her. “I want you, Sam. Any second thoughts, now’s the
time to speak up.” He glided his hands up her bare back and down again before
resting them in the back pockets of her jeans.
She kissed his shoulder, releasing a deep sigh. “I want you
too, but…I’ve only ever been with one man. This isn’t as easy as I’d hoped.” A
single tear trailed down her cheek. “What if—”
He braced her face in his hands and pulled her to him,
silencing her with his lips.
He kissed her deeply, slowly, allowing his tongue
over his and pushing his palms harder to her skin.
He lifted his head and was transfixed by her reflection—eyes
closed, lips slightly parted and her body fixed in his arms. Just the sight of
her made his cock twitch against the inside of his jeans. He couldn’t control
the shameless urge and rubbed his hips against her firm butt. He ran his hands
down the sides of her stomach, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her
jeans. His fingertips stroked the dip between her legs and hips.
As her breath hitched, he whispered, “I want you, Sam…so
bad.”
After unfastening the button at her waist, he lowered the
zipper, lingering when the metal tag reached its limit. He brought his hands
back to the bare skin of her stomach, dipped beneath the denim and ran his
fingers over her cotton panties, pressing on her clitoris.
She arched against him, moaning close to his ear, clutching
the base of his neck with more force. He caressed her, adding gentle pressure,
circling the hooded pearl until her breath turned into short pants and her legs
trembled against his.
He spun her, one hand splayed on her lower back, the other
coursing through her hair to cradle the back of her head. Tilting her face, he
pressed his lips to her mouth just once, and then hovered over her plump bottom
lip, barely touching.
“I’ve thought about the softness of your lips all night.
You’re so beautiful,” he breathed into her. “I want to taste you, every part of you.”
Licking his lips, his tongue brushed her mouth. The
anticipation was killing him. When her breath caught, he knew there would be no
turning back, not for him. He closed his eyes and softly pressed his lips to
hers. He reached for her wrist and beneath the pads of his fingers her pulse
quickened and fluttered. Lifting her hands, he kissed each one before placing
them around his neck. He smiled when she twined her fingers through his hair,
trapping him in her arms. He wanted to feel her desperation, her hunger. He
continued the torturously slow onslaught of her mouth, cupping her jaw with
both hands.
The room spun and he never wanted the ride to end. He felt
the precise moment when her body completely surrendered, pressing harder
against him. His hands roamed as far as they could reach, memorizing every
curve.
He steered them toward the bed, pulled her shirt over her
head and arms and tossed it in the air, bowing to kiss the lace of her bra.
Skimming her nipple, he sucked it through the fabric, grazing it with his teeth
as it hardened between his lips.
“Jesse,” she breathed.
“Just for tonight, Sam, be with me. Be mine.” He didn’t wait
for her answer, alternated between kissing and licking her luscious skin.
She moaned, her head tilting back as he moved his lips to
the front of her neck, glided his tongue down her throat to the valley between
her breasts. He reached behind and, with one expert flick of his thumb,
unhooked the clasp of her bra. He ran his fingertips up the back of her
shoulders and tugged the straps down her arms, placing butterfly kisses over
her heaving round breasts. As he squeezed and fondled one, he licked the other,
teasing her, enjoying how quickly she responded. He enveloped her nipple with
his lips, gently nipped with his teeth. She trembled against him before he
moved to her other breast and repeated the action.
Backing her to the end of the bed, he stood to his full
height, looking down at her. “I want you, Sam. Any second thoughts, now’s the
time to speak up.” He glided his hands up her bare back and down again before
resting them in the back pockets of her jeans.
She kissed his shoulder, releasing a deep sigh. “I want you
too, but…I’ve only ever been with one man. This isn’t as easy as I’d hoped.” A
single tear trailed down her cheek. “What if—”
He braced her face in his hands and pulled her to him,
silencing her with his lips.
He kissed her deeply, slowly, allowing his tongue
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