I trail my fingertips down his lean, muscled chest. His skin’s so warm, so taut. I can feel the throbbing of his body through my fingers. My fingernails flick across his nipples. He inhales sharply. It’s so erotic to have David in front of me, naked and hot and hard and responding to me.
I grow bolder and let my hands travel down along the ridges of his abs. They’re iron-hard.
“I thought cheese-grater abs were a myth,” I say.
“Well, you know. For most guys.”
I have to laugh again. Having this much fun during sex is a novelty. “I thought you were going to do some touching too.”
“I’ve been debating where to start. You’re a feast, Erin.”
Heat suffuses my cheeks. “Just pick something.”
He cups my bare breasts. Without a barrier, the touch seems to sear my skin. I gasp, my nipples tingling. The sensation is so sharp that it’s almost painful. When he strokes over the tips, my vision defocuses for a moment. Without thinking, I reach for his cock and take it in my hand, resting my thumb at the base of the head as I wrap my fingers around the long shaft. I feel it leap and pulse.
Groaning, David pulls a nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. He uses his tongue and teeth to pleasure me.
Blazing white heat streaks through me like lightning. It’s too much, but I can’t pull away. My head thrown back, I arch into his mouth, craving more of this unimaginable bliss.
I pump my hand experimentally along his cock. David curses under his breath and picks me up, his arms around my hips, and carries me to the bed only a few feet away. After laying me down on the soft sheets, he drags the flimsy thong down my legs and tosses it away.
I start to reach for the straps on my sandals, but he stops me. “Leave ’em on.”
The intense desire in his eyes makes my skin tight and tingly. He sits between my legs, his knees keeping my thighs apart. Cool air brushes my exposed flesh, and I squirm, excitement and embarrassment tugging at me from opposite directions.
“Let’s see if you taste as delicious as you look.”
Just as it registers that he plans to go down on me, his mouth covers my slick folds. The sensation of having his hot tongue down there is overwhelming, like a wave of pleasure that’s so big and powerful that it’s going to drown me without giving me a chance to surface. I clench my teeth to contain the scream building inside, as the pleasure grows inexorably.
When his long fingers invade my pussy, my whole body seems to explode. I scream, “David!”
Through the tsunami of sensation, I vaguely sense him move, hear something tear. I manage to open one eye and see him sheathing himself.
And an urgency I’ve never felt before swells. I want him. Now.
He positions himself between my legs. I look up, his beautiful face above mine. “I want to feel that again, this time with you inside me,” I whisper.
With a groan, he dips his head and kisses me hard. I cling to him, my fingers digging into his shoulders, my legs wrapped around him. He drives into me, pushing into my wet, sensitive flesh. His thick cock stretches me until there’s a sharp edge to the pleasure. But with every thrust the pleasure grows, until all I feel is David, taking me to another peak.
This time the crest takes longer and hits harder. I clench around him, his name a desperate chant on my lips, as another climax breaks over me.
David curses over me and pushes into me hard one last time before he shudders, then places his forehead over mine. I hold him, warmth settling over me at the realization that we made each other feel good.
We struggle to even our breathing. When my brain is working again—barely—I realize I had my first orgasm. And the second one, too, all in one night with David.
So that’s what the big deal is…
But it isn’t just physical satisfaction that’s coursing through me. I feel so cherished—something I’ve never exper
ienced with anybody else.
David gets up and goes to the bathroom to get rid of the condom. When he returns, he moves us to the middle of the bed and pulls the sheets up. We spoon, and I close my eyes, enjoying the closeness.
He kisses my shoulder. “Can I sleep here tonight?” he whispers.
His warm breath tickles, and I shiver. “You’d better.”
Chapter Forty