“Is this mine? Is this an old shirt of mine?”
She nodded, and he swiftly grabbed it in both fists and tore it open, buttons flying everywhere. His blood roared like a monster in his ears when he parted the material, revealing flawless creamy skin he wanted to devour until tomorrow.
“Is this what you want, Molly?” He ducked to put his mouth on a beaded nipple that thrust up in the air. He laved it thoroughly as he rolled her to her side and sprawled his body right next to her as his hands engulfed the round curves of her buttocks and he drew her tighter against him, enabling him to feast on her breast like a man possessed.
She arched up against him as he twirled his tongue around the protruding tip, her whispers tickling his hair, “Yes, oh, please!”
He groaned, because he could never deny her. Never. He wanted her to be certain she wanted him and only him, as a man and as a lover, but she felt so right, was hot and lusty in his
arms, in his bed, where he’d spent many sleepless nights as he imagined her lying in her own bed just next door.
No. He couldn’t stop if he’d wanted to. For the first time in his life, he would be truly making love with someone.
Heart pounding at what was about to happen, something irrevocable, monumental, something he’d thought about his whole life, Julian turned her onto her back, his hands roaming down her curvy body, squeezing her lovely thighs as he kissed her long and languorously. “I want you. I need you. You feel so perfect. It’s like coming home.”
Her red hair splayed over his white down pillows. Her chest rose and fell heavily with each breath, her eyes so trusting he could drown in them. “I’m still a virgin, Jules.” She reached out to stroke his dampened lips with one fingertip.
He placed a kiss on the tip of that fingertip. “Sweet, sweet baby, you have no idea what knowing that does to me.” He was so honored, so turned on that he would be her first, her only. His hands shook as he eased the shirt off her shoulders and helped her pull it off her arms. “I’ll be extra careful, but you have to tell me if I ever go too fa— Oh, Molly, look at you.”
His eyes blurred at the sight of her completely naked. Her slim legs, her tiny hips, the little thatch of red curls at the apex of her thighs, and the two perfect globes of her breasts staring back at him, large and round, with those perky pink nipples that begged to be laved and licked and loved until morning.
She drew his hand up to one large globe, her eyes holding his with such innocent seduction he could’ve wept. His body trembled with anticipation, excitement.
“Do you want me to kiss you here again?” he gruffly said, and cupped both her breasts in his big hands, gently squeezing. She shivered in pleasure when he began teasing the pink areolae with his thumbs.
He bent his head and took one firm bud between his lips. He flicked it with his tongue first, then drew it deeply into his mouth as his hand trailed down her stomach. She gasped under him. Her hips rolled enticingly as his fingers teased through her moistness.
“You’re so damp,” he rasped, watching her expression melt as he eased one finger gently inside her. “And so damned tight you’re going to make me come before I even get started.”
Her honey pooled in his hand as her entry snugly enclosed his penetrating finger. Restless and mewing softly, she arched up on the bed and pressed her breast to his mouth. He suckled her with a growl of pleasure and plunged a second finger inside her.
Her soft moan tumbled into the air, and her hips rocked against his hand in silent plea. He drew back, panting, and met her blue gaze, an ocean of arousal, her lashes heavy, her mouth red, her nipples red…
Undone, he slid down her body and buried his head between her legs, giving her a hungry kiss that penetrated her to her sweet, warm depths. She cried out and pulled helplessly on his hair. “Stop, oh, please stop or you’ll make me…”
He lifted his head. Urgency thrummed through his body like a living, breathing thing. He was panting, drowning in ecstasy, in his need to make it special and memorable for her while at the same time trying to withhold his body’s natural reactions to tonight. To being with her after wanting her for so long.
“I’ll make you what?” he prodded softly, coming up and brushing his nose against hers. “Do you already want to come?”
She nodded, her breath fast and hot against his face.
He wanted to take those breaths and suck them into his body, to take this woman and mark her with his touch, every inch of her, for eternity. Catching her bottom lip between his and gently suckling, he caressed her between the legs again. “But that’s a good thing…”
She plunged her hands into his hair and set a kiss on his lips, the tip of his nose, his square jaw. “Not alone—Jules, please. When it happens, I want to feel you inside me. I’ve always wondered what it… I’ve been dying to feel this…”
Her fingers delved between their bodies, and he almost yelped at the incredible feel, the amazing feel, of her hand curling around his hard length as if she owned him. “I want you,” she breathed, her eyes wide in surprise at what she touched. “I…I want this…” She stroked his full length exploratively, and a barrage of pleasure raced through his system. He bit back an oath as his body instantly tensed for release.
He grabbed her wrists and playfully pinned her arms up over her head, then he dived to give her a hot, ravenous kiss on the lips. “If you do that again we won’t get to the part of me actually entering you.”
She writhed underneath him, her breasts beckoning another kiss. “Please, please.”
He was unraveled by her desire, enchanted by her openness to him, his undeniable connection to her. His hands shook with male-hormone overload as he reached out to the nightstand.
He briskly rolled on a condom as fast as he could. Realizing she’d been watching in fascination, he pushed her back down with his weight and reached for both her creamy ankles. He couldn’t wait to be inside her. Feel her heat.
Make her mine, mine, mine.
“Do you want me inside you…?” he urged as he hooked her legs around his hips, his pulse fluttering like crazy.