But Justin’s blue eyes are glowing with desire. “I’m here only to make you feel good, Marley. Relax.”
I nod my head and, almost without thought, begin tugging at my clothes. He stands at the foot of the bed and watches, waiting patiently until I’m down to my bra and g-string. Thank god I wore a nice set, and not the old cotton ones that are currently in my hamper. Justin’s gaze roams my curves appreciatively, and slowly, one hand reaches out to jiggle a big tit.
“What size are these?” he growls, entranced by the white flesh.
I bite my lip.
“Double D,” is my whisper. “Why, is it too big?”
His only answer is a low rumble before he bends his head and takes a nipple into his mouth. I let out a gasp, my head falling back as he sucks my tit through the gauzy material.
“No sweetheart. Double D’s are perfect. I’ve never seen breasts as luscious as yours, but now I want to see if you match.”
Match? What does he mean? Suddenly, I realize what he must be talking about.
“You mean, if the hair on my head matches my hair down there? But I’m brunette. I’m not a weird color or anything.”
He pops off my tit and looks at me ravenously, grinning all the while.
“No, sweetheart. I want to see if the pink of your nipples matches the pink of your pussy. Now take it all off.”
I gasp as his boldness, but his words turn me on too. Before I realize it, I’m unbuckling my bra, letting the fabric tumble to the mattress, and peeling off my g-string so that I’m completely nude before him.
“Beautiful,” he rasps, looking me over. Oh god, his gaze is so intimate that my breath catches in my throat as I go wet in anticipation. But Justin wants more.
“Let me see if you match,” he commands again.
My eyes are like saucers.
“What should I do? You can see my nipples and pussy already. They’re both pink!”
Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m talking like this, but the alpha male merely smiles devilishly.
“Spread your legs honey and let me see your interior. I want to see if your inside matches your nips.”
Holy cow, he can’t be serious, but I know he is. Trembling, I do as told. Slowly, I part my knees, hitching my legs up so that everything’s open to him. It feels so naughty to be sitting like this, showing him everything, but then the bad girl within takes over and before I know it, my hands are slipping down between my thighs. Unbidden, I pull my folds apart, showing him my bulging clit and glossy pink interior.
“Is this what you want?” I breathe. “My inner secrets?”
A growl is all I get in answer, and in a flash, Justin’s on me. That huge, masculine form is covering mine, his bronzed flesh hot against my own. I mewl and cry out, but my cries are cut off by his kiss, demanding and hard.
“Shit,” he groans. “I had no idea you’d be so beautiful.”
But I’m the one who can’t get enough. Every muscle in his body is carved from wood, and I run my hands ecstatically over his solid core. Then, the alpha male pulls back and looks at me with those devastatingly blue eyes.
“You’re a yoga teacher?” he rasps. His voice sounds different than before. It no longer lacks emotion and is overwhelmingly full of lust, rendering it a deep, rough growl. But would that matter right now?
“Yes,” I respond, confused by the question. He smiles devilishly at my innocent response and merely begins to slide his way down my body, stopping briefly to kiss my navel, his eyes never leaving mine.
Pulling back onto his knees, he kisses his way down my thigh while his hand works its way up the other. He lands it between my legs, causing me to jump. But Justin doesn’t skip a beat. He lightly bites down on the thickness of my thigh as he slides two fingers up into my warm, moist hole. I feel myself squeeze firmly around him, letting out a moan.
“Do you like that baby?”
“Yes, yes!” I respond through my cries.
His eyes are heavy now.
“I want to fuck you,” he says in a low voice. “I want to make you come like no man has before. I don’t want to be too gentle with you.” His words cause the pulsing between my legs to intensify and I gush wetly into the palm of his hand
“Oh, Justin,” I gasp, so embarrassed, trying to clamp my knees shut. But the alpha male won’t let me. Using both hands, he pushes my knees back open so that I’m spread wide for him. Then, he kneels between them, and for the first time I see his fully erect cock. Holy cow! It must be at least nine inches, and I can’t take my eyes off of it.