I'm praying I don't embarrass myself and explode in her hand. But those delicate fingers are gripped tightly, and it's hard to hold back. I just wish she'd lose control the way I am.
"Take me," she says suddenly, surprising the shit out of me.
She still seems tentative, but I'm sure that's because this is a new step for us. She's only been with one guy. I have to remember that.
It's completely ungraceful, but I manage to knock my pants off and then I lean over to grab a condom, ready to rock her world so thoroughly that she'll beg for more. No pressure, Ka
de.
Suddenly, I'm being pushed to my back very forcefully, and Raya comes to straddle me, taking control in a way I didn't expect. I start laughing just to keep from weeping with joy.
"Hell yes," I say, feeling as though I just tasted heaven when her lips find mine. "Much better."
"What?" she asks against my lips.
"You're finally acting like you want to do this," I mutter through the kiss.
She leans back, breaking the kiss, and she studies my body, not bothering to hide it this time. She pays extra attention to my various tattoos, seeming be lost in thought.
"I really want to do this," she says, then lowers herself to kiss my side, dragging her tongue across the line of a tattoo.
As she kisses my body, a harsh breath escapes my lips, and she starts rubbing against my cock, promising she's not going to make lasting easy for me.
Oh shit.
Her lips find the tip of my erection, and I swear silently, tensing my body painfully to keep from losing it.
"Raya," I murmur, feeling strained. She can't do this. I'll never last, oh but fuck me, it feels good.
"Mm?" she hums, sounding as if she's amused, and then she takes me deep—deeper than I expected, making me feel as though I'm about to die from pleasure.
"Fuck," I moan, feeling her tongue swirl as she sucks. I'll die happy.
I drop my head back when I can't watch her, and my hands are in her hair before I can stop myself. I silently curse her when she slowly comes up and then just as slowly goes down, taking me at a pace that is meant for stronger men than I am.
I can't take it. I'm going to lose myself in her mouth, and I have to be inside her. She giggles when I jerk her off me and toss her to the bed, putting her beneath my body.
"You're trying to torture me," I say, unable to keep my grin away when I see her excited smile.
After putting the condom on, I nudge her legs apart as I take my place between them. It's a beautiful sight to see the girl you want spread wide and ready for you. It's even better when it's Raya Capperton.
My tip plays at her entrance, and she arches those damn hips in invitation, making it hard not to slam into her. But I want to see her eyes when I sink in.
She meets my gaze, and that's all it takes, I thrust forward, filling her up with one stroke, and then I start worrying about saying something stupid when I feel her meld to me. A perfect fit. Nothing has ever felt this good. I only thought I was addicted; now I'm obsessed.
Instead of saying everything rattling around in my brain and risking sounding a little crazy, I choose to let out a sigh that says it all.
"Finally," I exhale, still in awe. "Damn, you feel so good."
My lips brush hers seconds before I withdraw and plunge back in. When those sexy sounds start coming from her again, I lose the ability to take this slow.
I rise up, leaving my body angled above hers, and then I start pushing in quicker and harder, praying it's not too much for her. When she tilts her hips, letting me go deeper, I swear I see heaven behind my eyelids. It takes a second to realize that growling moan is coming from me.
Everything in me heats, and my body starts moving faster, more powerfully. When she lets her girly grunts free as our bodies collide, I start praying to last long enough to make this incredible for both of us.
The crushing kiss I deliver her seems to be exactly what she wants, and she claws at me, telling me with that action how close she is. Then her walls clench around me, milking me, and my name tears through her lips as she breaks the kiss.
That's all I can take. I thrust one last time, stilling inside her as deep as I can go, and my body trembles as I find the best release of my life. My head drops to my chest as a held breath comes out almost painfully. Now that she's mine, she seems even more beautiful. I don't know if I'll ever let her wear clothes at home again.