“When you say it like that ... I almost believe it.”
“Believe it, baby. Believe every fucking word.”
My fingers roamed over his perfectly toned chest and wound up around his neck as I pulled him even closer. As soon as his mouth covered mine, my mind went blank. The world washed away, and I was completely immersed in the moment.
When he inched me even closer, I could feel his erection pressing into my hip. Knowing he was just as aroused as I was made me want him even more. Impatience took over as my hands reached for his shirt; he bent forward enough for me to hastily pull it over his head.
When I reached for his buckle, he didn’t move.
He simply stood there with his eyes locked on mine, silently waiting for me to unfasten his belt and jeans. Just as I was about to ease them down his hips, his mouth dropped to my neck, leaving trails of kisses as he nibbled at the flesh just below my ear.
Shivers shot along my spine when his hands slipped to the waistband of my leggings, and my entire body burned with desire as he slowly lowered the knit fabric and lace panties down my legs.
I stood before him completely bare while he gazed down at me with lust-filled eyes, and in a blink, I found myself lying on the bed with Thatch hovering above me, lowering his mouth to my breast.
His warm tongue flicked over my nipple, and a knowing smile crossed his face as he watched my back arch towards him. He knew he was teasing me in a way that drove me wild, and he continued for several seconds before moving to the other side. A rush of pleasure flooded every part of my body with each sweep of his tongue. I ran my fingers through his hair and whimpered. “Thatch.”
Ever so slowly, he trailed a line of delicate kisses down my stomach, making me gasp with anticipation. My legs instinctively fell open as I closed my eyes and waited for his touch. My muscles tensed, and my breath quickened as he lingered above me, using only the heat of his breath to caress my skin.
His fingers softly swept across my inner thighs, teasing me as they drifted closer. I tried to contain myself, but it was all too much. I needed more. My hips inched forward as I urged him on. With a devious chuckle, he took the hint and brushed the flat of his tongue hard against me.
Thatch’s touch was firm and demanding like a man possessed as his warm, wet mouth clamped down around me. Jolts of desire surged throughout my body. I could barely take a breath when his fingers drove inside me, twisting and turning in a way that made every nerve in my body tingle.
With each swirl of his tongue and flick of his fingers, he brought me closer and closer to the edge; it wouldn’t be long before those euphoric, tingling sensations took over my body.
“Oh, God.” I panted as his tongue raked against me. My hips jerked forward as my body clenched tightly around his fingers. After a few more grazes of his tongue, my orgasm took hold. My fingers tangled in his hair as I held his head shamelessly in place while he continued to tease me, intensifying the feeling.
“Yes, yes, yes,” was all I could muster as the waves of pleasure crashed over me.
I was still fighting to catch my breath when Thatch suddenly stood up and removed the rest of his clothes. His eyes never left mine as he slipped on a condom, then eased back onto the bed, centering himself between my thighs. As I wound my arms around his neck, his body pressed against mine, and my breath caught. Knowing there were times when I struggled with being confined, he immediately froze and looked down at me with worry in his eyes. “You good?”
“Mm-hmm.” I nodded. My breath hadn’t caught out of fear. It was pleasure—pure, unadulterated pleasure. “I’m more than good.”
I inched my hips forward and shuddered when he finally slid deep inside me. I was in absolute heaven, and he was just getting started. Each move was meticulously slow but forceful, making every nerve in my body tingle in ecstasy.
“Fuck.” He groaned as I tightened around him. He reached for my hair, giving a firm tug as he found that hard, steady pace I loved, and I met his every thrust with an eager snap of my hips.
He quickened his pace, thrusting faster and slamming into me more forcefully than before. With my head arched back against the pillow and my nails digging into his lower back, I could feel the pressure building. “Yes! Don’t stop!” I moaned and writhed beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.