I was the one who made her feel like this.
“Don’t stop,” she said softly, begging, pleading.
I curled my hands into tight fists, shaking my head slowly. “No fucking way I’m stopping, Kimber.” I leaned in and kissed her again, sliding one hand up her arm and cupping the side of her face, my thumb tilting her head back so I could delve deeper, fuck her mouth with my tongue… make her take it.
And she did.
I was so inexperienced in this kind of thing, my sexual partners equaling zero. I’d never touched a woman, never even fucking kissed one. Here I was, in my thirties, experiencing this kind of pleasure for the very first time in my life. It overwhelmed me, excited me. Scared the fuck out of me.
But I didn’t want it to stop.
I never wanted it to stop.
And I only ever wanted to experience this with Kimber, over and over again until both of us were drunk off the sensations and needing more.
I dragged my lips and tongue along her cheek, over her jawline, and down her neck. I sucked at the pulse point right below her ear, feeling it race, knowing it was because of me that her heart pounded so hard and fast.
She had her hands clenched on my shoulders now, her nails digging into my skin. God, that pain felt so good coming from her. While still sucking and licking at the soft flesh of her throat, I curled my fingers under the waistband of her pants. She gasped against my lips.
I didn’t have to say anything as I undid the button and pulled the zipper down. She rose up slightly, her hands now flat on the kitchen island. Kimberly lifted her ass up so I could shimmy the cotton of her pants and panties over her ass and down her thighs. She kicked the material off, and it landed with a soft thud on the ground beside me.
I stepped in closer, sliding my hands along her dipped-in waist, and continued down until I felt her hips flare out. God, she was curvy and perfect, warm and soft.
She was all mine.
I sunk to my knees, and despite the fact that I had absolutely no experience in this, I found myself between her thighs, my hands on her knees, pushing her legs farther apart, staring at the perfection that was the very center of her.
God, she was pink and swollen, soaked for me. And she smelled delicious, this sweet aroma with a slight musk that had my cock jerking and pre-cum starting to make the front of my jeans damp. My balls were drawn up, aching, so full. I wanted to fill her up, wanted to make her take every single ounce of my seed into her body.
I slowly trailed my gaze up her belly, over her breasts, her nipples tight as they pressed against her shirt. And then I looked at her face. Her eyes were wide, this surprised expression reflected back.
“You ever had anyone lick this pretty pussy, Kimber?” I was being a vulgar bastard right now, but I couldn’t help myself. I needed her to say the words. I needed her to admit it over and over again until it was cemented in both of our minds.
Until there was absolutely no doubt.
She slowly shook her head and licked her plump, red lips. “No,” she whispered.
I held back the grunt that was about to break free. “I’ve never done this, baby,” I whispered in a harsh tone. “Do you want me to lick you between your thighs, to taste you, run my tongue up your center?” God, despite the fact that I was a virgin in every sense of the word, the things I said sounded almost like I was this experienced fucking male, knowing how to pleasure a woman, knowing exactly what to say to be this dominating asshole.
And that couldn’t be further from the truth.
The way she started breathing harder, the way her pulse kicked up even higher at the base of her throat, told me she liked it. She liked hearing me talk like this, and I liked murmuring the words to her.
She licked her lips again and looked down at my chest for a suspended moment before slowly trailing her eyes back up to my face. “I want you to do it all, Cullen.”
Fuck, the way she said those words so softly, so sweetly, as if she was hesitant, as if she was shy to utter them, had my cock jerking so fiercely I had to reach down and adjust myself. I was aching. I’d never been this hard in my entire life.
Nothing else was said as I stared down at her pussy, as I slipped my hands along her inner thighs and pressed my thumbs on either side of her lips, gently pulling them apart, seeing her pink center, how wet and glossy she was for me.