"That's it," he growled in her ear. "I'd pay any price just to see you like this, coming apart in my arms."
She whimpered, biting her lip so hard she drew blood, as her muscles contracted around his fingers. Shards of white-hot pleasure radiated through her as the orgasm washed over her. Her fingers tightened on his arm and her head fell forward, her hair falling into her face as she shuddered through the final tremors of her release.
All she could do was cling to him for dear life as he lifted her, wrapping her legs around his waist. He came down over her on the bed, burying his face between her breasts. Every inch of her skin tingled from the explosive orgasm that was barely out of her system. When he nuzzled her breasts through the cotton of her tank top, she knew that she would probably be screaming again shortly. But things had been completely one-sided so far. She pushed back and then tugged at his shirt.
"I want to touch you, too."
His eyes crinkled at the corners. “I’m definitely down for that." His shirt disappeared and his hands immediately went to work on his belt buckle.
Mara pulled the straps of her top down, exposing the lacy cups of her bra. Trent's gaze stopped there and his hands at his belt moved faster.
"You are so beautiful. It doesn't even seem possible that you're mine."
His words emboldened her to strip out of her top completely and then she pushed her jeans down her legs with a sexy little shimmy. She turned, giving him what she knew was a first class view of her ass in the thong panties she wore and crawled up the bed. Before she reached the headboard, Trent was there. He draped himself over her back and twisted his hands in her hair to hold her still.
"Stay just like that," he whispered with a soft kiss to her shoulder.
Mara pressed back, arching her back and sticking her bottom higher. His tortured groan made her smile. Then she gasped as he yanked at the sides of her thong, ripping clean through the delicate fabric.
"It's a good thing I wasn't attached to those," she got out just as one of Trent's fingers slid deep, before pulling out and spreading her moisture around her clit. Still sensitive, she shivered under the erotic assault.
"I'm supposed to be touching you. Making you feel good." Even as she said the words, her fingers tightened in the bed sheets. His tongue trailed over her back, tracing down the line of her spine. It took all her self-control to hold still and not squirm under his touch.
"This makes me feel good. Hearing you scream makes me feel good. The only thing I want you to do is come for me. That’s all I want."
Everything he said to her and his harsh, dominant demeanor was making her hotter than she'd e
ver been. When he gently helped her turn over, his every touch reverent, there were no doubts left about his feelings for her. It made Mara feel completely taken over and completely cherished when he focused on her pleasure so totally. Like all he needed in the world was to satisfy her.
His mouth traveled over the lace of her bra, the contrast between the warm, wet cavern of his mouth and the chill in the air making her gasp aloud. He tugged gently on the straps, drawing them down her arms. Frustrated, Mara reached behind her and unsnapped it, shrugging it hurriedly down her arms.
"Touch me. Please." She tried to reach for him but he held her still, his arms and fingers entwined with hers, pressing her down. Mara sucked in a shaky breath as his head descended, his lips playing over the dent of her navel. She squirmed, her nerves already sensitized and ready for what she knew was coming.
The first wet rasp of his tongue had her coming off the bed. "It's too much. I'm so close," she whispered.
"You're so hot. So ready for me." He pushed his slacks down and his cock bobbed out, hard and ready. He moved back so he could strip out of the rest of his clothes.
Then he was over her, thrusting deep and her core contracted, her muscles clenching down on him hard. They both cried out at the exquisite feeling. Trent held still, pressing his forehead against hers. Mara clamped a desperate hand on his ass. She'd been on the pill for years and they'd long ago ditched condoms, and she'd never been so happy about it. It was an entirely different sensation to have him without anything between them.
He pulled out, teasing her by rocking against her mound.
"You have to move. You have to take me," she pleaded. Her need had risen so high that she was willing to beg, if it would get her what she wanted. To be filled. To be consumed by him.
Her whispered words seemed to push him into a frenzy. He positioned himself against her damp opening again and she moaned as his cock dragged against the sensitive tissue. Her hips lifted of their own accord.
Then he thrust deep, sending her soaring.
"Trent, please." Her cries and passion-fueled pleas filled the room as he filled her completely. Her orgasm ripped through her, turning her inside out as he pumped through the contractions of her tight inner muscles, forcing himself deeper.
His mouth opened over hers and she gave herself up to his desperate kiss. She wrapped her legs around him, trying to hold him tighter, press him deeper every time he withdrew. There was nothing like being one with Trent. He'd touched her in ways that no one else had ever managed. As mind-blowing as the physical sensations were it was the emotional connection that took their lovemaking to another level.
"Fuck, Mara. You're so tight. So perfect. So mine." He whispered the words against her neck, tasting her as he thrust furiously in and out of her body. Over and over, until Mara thought she'd die from pleasure. Until she came again, her skin going tight and hot before it exploded into a cascade of tingles all over her body.
Trent groaned too, pushing through her tight muscles one final time before holding himself deep inside, his muscles trembling from exertion as he found his own release.
They lay together for a long time, Trent's head pillowed on her breast. Mara didn't have the energy to move. Finally Trent rolled, tucking her against his side in a protective gesture that brought a small smile to her face.
"Are you okay?" he asked.