She lifted, released to stroke him while she smiled at him. "Let's find out what that's like."
And then she took him deep in her mouth again, using her hand to wind around the base of his shaft as she pumped him deeper.
"Ohhh, fuck." He exploded, spurts of come jettisoning from his cock. It was the best fucking orgasm, releasing into the soft recesses of her mouth.
She held on to him, taking in everything he had until he lay back, spent and empty.
When he'd gone soft, she released him and licked her lips, then sat back on her heels. "Well. That was fun."
He shook his head. "Woman. You kill me."
"Was it good for you?"
He reached for her and pulled her onto his lap. "Any more 'good for me' and my brains would have leaked from my ears. You get any better at that and you could kill someone."
She smiled, then brushed her lips across his. "I'm so glad you enjoyed it. What you did to me felt the same. It was an out-of-body experience."
"Good. I like making you come."
"Once you rest a little, we'll make each other come again."
He got the idea she wanted to make up for lost time. He didn't have a problem helping her experiment. He ran his hands over the soft skin of her back. "I'm down for that."
"This part was so fun," she said. "Imagine how great fucking each other will be."
She blew him away with how open she was to talking about sex. He'd been with plenty of women, a lot of them way more experienced than Amber. Some of them could barely even talk openly about sex. Yet Amber was more than willing to explore, and to voice what she wanted.
He liked this woman. And like her, he couldn't wait to see what else they could do together.
FOURTEEN
SO FAR, AMBER'S SEXUAL EDUCATION HAD EXCEEDED her expectations. It didn't hurt that Will was patient enough to not only teach her, but to let her explore at her own pace.
It also didn't hurt that he had a slamming body that was nearly irresistible and she wanted to touch him constantly.
After he got them glasses of water, they made their way to the bedroom.
It felt so odd to be wandering around naked with a man. This would be something she'd have to get used to. Not that she had any issues with her body. She liked the way she looked. Not that she thought she was perfect. She pretty much had no boobs and wide hips, which her mother always criticized.
No. You're not going to think about your mother. Not tonight.
She worked hard as a figure skater, and she was strong and it showed in her body. And she was damn proud of that.
Though at the moment she was way more interested in Will's body. There were definite advantages to being able to ogle a naked man up close, especially when said naked man had such amazing tats.
They lay on the bed facing each other. She appreciated he wasn't in a hurry to fuck her and get it over with, that he allowed her to inspect all his amazing tattoos. She asked him questions about their origins and his reasons for getting them. He patiently answered all her questions.
"I like this one," she said, trailing her fingers over the beautiful rose above his left wrist. "And the word 'Love'? Did you have that done when you were in love with someone?"
He shook his head. "No."
"Then why the word 'Love'?"
"Because I believe in it."
Her heart swelled. She rolled over onto her stomach, raising herself up on her elbows. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you believe in love?"
He trailed his fingers over her hip. "My parents. They've been together since grade school. They got married right after high school. They've been married for thirty years and they still look at each other like they're on their first date. And it hasn't always been easy for them, either. They've weathered some rough times, raised two boys, and still, they've always loved each other."
Amber saw a light shine in Will's eyes when he talked about his parents, about the love they had for each other. It made her heart squeeze to realize how much he cared for his family.
"It must be amazing to be surrounded by that kind of love."
He nodded. "Yeah. They have plenty of love for my brother and me, too. They're pretty amazing people."
"I can imagine."
He swept her hair behind her shoulder. "What about you? Do you believe in it?"
"In love?" She shrugged. "I don't know. My parents are more like roommates than lovers. They're polite to each other, but work is everything to my dad. And my mom's focus has always been on her dance studio. Plus me, of course."
"You don't think they love each other?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I don't ever see them being affectionate with each other, like touching or kissing each other, you know? I'm not sure I've ever seen that. Maybe they are when they're alone, but they're not the kind of people who are outwardly demonstrative with affection."
"Even with you?"
"Even with me."
"Then that sucks, babe. Everyone needs love."
"Oh, I know they love me. They just don't show it outwardly."
"I guess your way and my way are different."
Her lips curved. "Like figure skating and hockey."
He laughed. "Yeah, like that."
He rolled her over onto her back and kissed her, and she soaked in the way his lips were so tender, yet insistent.
The man could take her breath away in the best way possible. She tangled her fingers in his hair and clutched, as if those luscious strands were a lifeline. He answered with a groan that made her pussy quiver.
She gasped. "Will."
"Yeah."
"Let's do this now."
He lifted above her. "You sure you're ready? Because I
can get you more ready."
He moved his hand over her breasts, brushing her nipples before diving lower to cup her sex. She arched into his hand.
"I'm so ready I could come without you touching me. But keep touching me, okay?"
"I can do that."
He caressed her into a frenzy, until she was writhing into his hand and felt beyond the ability to comprehend anything other than his touch. She came with her entire body feeling as if it had been shocked with bolts of electricity, her breath leaving her body as she gasped for air.
Will was hard as he left the bed, and as she floated on a cloud of euphoria, she watched him grab a condom from his bedside drawer and put it on. She couldn't help but admire his hard cock. Like his tattoos, it was a work of art, too.
She hoped he could do magical things with it.
He climbed onto the bed, using his knee to spread her legs.
He gripped her thighs, the feel of his fingers so close to her pussy revving her up all over again. How could she still be so jacked up by him again after two mind-blowing orgasms?
"You ready?"
She was still pulsing. "More than. How about you?"
She saw his chest rise as he took in a deep breath, then dropped down over her body. "Amber, I'm so hard right now I could explode. I can't wait to slide my cock inside of you and feel your hot pussy squeezing around me. I'll make this good for you, I promise."
His words made her heart do leaps. She reached up and swept her hand across his jaw. "I believe you. Let's do this, Will."
He fit himself at the entrance to her pussy, then paused. "If at any time you want me to stop, you tell me."
She smiled up at him. "You know, this might be my first time with a cock, but I've used toys before. I'm a virgin only in that I've never been with a guy."
His smile heated her from the inside out. "I'll want to hear stories about what toys you've used."
She laughed. "And I might tell you sometime."
"Good. Until then, I'll still take my time with you."
This guy. He was so amazing he couldn't be real. And as he eased into her, she realized his cock felt nothing like the toys she'd used before. Will was real, and his cock was warm and pulsing with life. It swelled inside of her as he fit himself completely within her. Her sex responded in quivering delight.