His hair was messed from where I’d massaged, okay, maybe pulled on it, while he devoured my pussy. And those perfect lips shone in readiness to take me under his sexy spell again.
His lips parted slightly, and next minute, as though pulled in by a magnetic force, my body rubbed against his.
Our tongues met and my entire body came alive as I wrapped my arms tightly around him.
Unleashing a torrent of arousal, the feverish kiss sent scorching tingles down to my toes. Desire had set me on fire. My skin flushed and my sizzling core ached for him to go all the way.
I ran my fingers over his stomach, and he looked at me without blinking. Holding me captive by his arousal.
My gaze remained on his cock, while my heart convinced my jaded brain that I could do this.
I wanted that huge dick inside of me. To feel something. Pain. Pleasure. To rip into me and awaken me so that I could finally become a woman in touch with her feelings.
Having never seen a naked dick, let alone touched one, before stroking Declan’s, I wrapped my hand around his thick, long shaft. Distended veins throbbed against my jittery palm which surrounded his velvety, steel-hard dick.
“If you keep doing that, I’ll come,” he said. “I’m very sensitive.” His hands ran over my breasts, and a breathy moan left my mouth.
I fell on my back and opened my legs.
This time I placed my finger inside of me.
His eyes darkened. His face flushed with heat.
I was on fire.
I wanted to send him crazy with desire.
My body burned to feel all of him.
The harder, the more painful, the better.
To remove the numbness that had been my life.
“Oh, Thea….” He breathed, watching me finger myself. His finger entered me again, and then another finger.
He groaned like he was in agony. “You feel hot.”
I stroked his hard dick. “I want you to fuck me. To be my first.”
His eyes bore into mine again, intoxicating me by the passion radiating from him.
My belly tightened with longing. I wanted his skin to slide on me and in me.
He leaned over to a drawer and brought out a condom.
“I’m on the pill,” I said.
He turned and wore a frown. I giggled at how surprised he looked.
“Oh. Right. Okay. Um.” He rubbed his head, and my eyes settled on those huge muscular arms that I longed to have around me again.
“I’ve had a recent blood test. I can show you, if you like,” he said.
I shook my head. “I believe you.”
“I can make love without a condom?” His brow furrowed.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”