I sucked in a breath and freed him from his pants, pulling the sweats down along with his boxers until they were both around hisankles.
“Jesus…” he hissed as I palmed his erection. His head dropped back, and he groaned low in his throat as I strokedhim.
When I pressed my lips to the head, he jerked up again and stared down at me as if he couldn’t believe it. “Are you sure?” he asked. “You know you don’t haveto.”
I laughed lightly—a jumble of nerves and excitement. "I know I don’t,” I said before sobering. "But I’m ready for you to love me and I want to show you how much I loveyou.”
“You do, sweetheart,” he insisted, though his hands reached for my hair, sliding through the strands. “You show me everyday.”
“I’d like to show you again,” I replied. “Rightnow.”
Bellamy cracked a smile, his large bare chest shaking with amusement. "That's why I love you, sweetheart—you make melaugh."
I opened my mouth and licked his head and he choked, cutting off his laughter as his hands tightened on my hair. “I love you, Bellamy,” I whispered against him. His eyes met mine and widened for a brief moment before his eyelids sank down as I opened further and let him sinkinside.
“Mother of fuck,” he hissed. “Do you know how beautiful youare?”
As if he couldn’t help himself, he pressed inward, helping me to take him inside. I almost didn’t want to shake my head. I didn’t want to disturb the moment I had created. It was what I wanted. Him focused on me, onthis, but I did so anyway, nodding. His smile wasbrilliant.
“You don’t, sweetheart,” he said with a shake of his head. “No one but me knows how beautiful you are to me. Not even the others. Because I see you differently. Indescribably. But that’s just another thing I love aboutyou.”
He finished pushing forward. His length sat in my mouth and I squirmed at the strange feeling of this act. But I didn’t dislike it. In fact, I could definitely say that with the way Bellamy looked down at me as though I were his Queen, it was probably my new favoritething.
I started to suck him slowly, trying to get used to it. I hollowed out my mouth in a way I thought he wanted. I must have been right because he sighed and undulated against my tongue with another quiet curse. His groans rippled up through hischest.
A warmth emanated from inside me, making my thighs wet. I closed my eyes and leaned into him, bringing my hands up to cup his sides. His fingers dug their way into my hair, holding me fast andtight.
When I next opened my eyes and looked up, I started as his dark brown eyes connected with mine. They took me in, full of desire, and need and love. Ishuddered.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” he whispered almostreverently.
I continued to suck him, licking his thick underside. Bobbing my head. A hiss escaped from between his clenched teeth and the hands in my hair clutched me tighter. Then, suddenly, he tugged, pulling me back and up to myfeet.
“That’s enough,” he growled. “I wantmore.”
It didn’t take a genius to figure out what ‘more’was.
Before I could reply, his lips crashed against mine and he turned, taking me down to the bed. He crushed me into the mattress, but to be honest, I couldn’t feel it. I couldn’t feel anything other than him in thatmoment.
I opened my mouth, my body, and heart to him—spread my legs and relished in the feel of him settling between them. I didn't want to ever stop kissing him. It was like drowning in the sweetest drug. His lips took mine again and again, driving me higher and higher. His hands stroked me, down to my stomach and then at the edge of the waistband of my sleep shorts. I pulled away from his mouth when hestopped.
"What are you waiting for?" I asked quietly. Heat rushed to my face—I didn’t want to disrupt the moment despite the hard, edgy need crawling through my veins—but I wanted him with a fire that had been slowly stoked and was ready to rage out ofcontrol.
"Permission," he whisperedback.
"You have it," I promised. “You always have it withme.”
And with that, he let both of his hands find the waistband of my sleep shorts and he gently pulled them down my legs. Bellamy’s mouth trailed hot, wet kisses along my legs until the shorts were tugged away from my feet, and he went back for my underwear, repeating the process until my knees were complete jello. I moaned as his rough beard stubble scraped against my soft, tenderskin.
Bellamy crawled back up as I found the hem of my tank top with my fingers, and I jerked it up and over my head, tossing it away. His eyes found me in the darkness of my bedroom and his head tilted down once more. My lips touched his and electricity shot through my nerves, lighting meup.
Every movement, every subtle shift of his skin against mine rocketed me further up the precipice of my excitement. He came over me, his hips driving between my thighs. My legs spread out, allowing him access between them. My skin felt electric, it felt alive. Everywhere he touched sent ricochets of lightning racing through my nerves. I was both nervous and excited. I knew this would go further than we’d ever beenbefore.
"Bellamy..." His name was a whispered prayer on my lips as he kissed my neck and then my collarbone. His mouth descended slowly, causing shivers to wrack my body as he licked one of my nipples and then took it in his mouth. I gasped and arched against him, my back bowing up off the mattress as a shudder worked its way through my system. The shock of his mouth on me kept metransfixed.
Though I'd done this before, it was all still new because it was my first time with him. "You taste so sweet,Harlow."
I squeezed my eyes shut at his words, not realizing that—in doing so—I would only heighten the rest of my senses. It was as though my body had been dipped into a simmering pot. Heat rushed throughout my limbs as I clung to Bellamy, moaning when his mouth left my breasts and brushed my stomach as he settled evenlower.