6
Sarah tried notto fidget as Cullen stared at her through narrowed eyes, alight with gold. Anticipation nearly made her lightheaded. They sat close on the couch before the fire as soft music played in the background. Sarah took another sip of wine while Cullen indulged in Scotch, a label his family kept in their liquor cabinet, which she’d found while snooping earlier today.
“You okay?”
“I’m fine.” She put her empty wineglass on the table and took a good, hard look at Cullen.
His dark hair shifted over his eyes, shadowing that gemlike gaze from her. “I don’t know. You seem…”
“How? How do I seem?” Sarah took a deep breath.Go big or go home, she told herself, and lifted her sweater by the hem, taking it off completely.
He stared at her, his mouth open. He looked gruff, stunned, and sexy as hell.
She stood and shimmied out of her jeans, thankful for the warmth of the nearby fire. Cullen, she noted with amusement, took another long swallow of Scotch and remained seated on the couch. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Letting it fall slowly to the ground, she stood before him, clad only in a pair of racy red panties.
“Fuck me,” he rasped as he stared.
“Is that what you’d like?” Sarah pulled down her panties and kicked them aside. “You want me to fuck you?”
“Yes. No,” he said quickly, breathing hard. “Christ, Sarah. What are you doing?”
She didn’t answer him. Instead, she moved the coffee table out of the way and knelt between his legs. She unbuttoned the shirt he wore and spread her hands over his naked chest. Cullen didn’t so much as mouth a protest, but leaned his head back against the couch and closed his eyes.
“I must be dreaming,” he muttered.
Leaning close, Sarah kissed his firm belly, pleased when it quivered beneath her touch.
The music suddenly stopped, the CD coming to an end. Only the crackle of the fire and Cullen’s harsh breathing could be heard, then the snap of his jeans and the steady slide of his zipper as Sarah pushed his pants apart. She stared at the arousal straining his underwear. With careful hands, she pushed the white fabric down, exposing an expanse of Cullen’s hard shaft.
Without waiting, Sarah put her lips around him and sucked.
“Shit.” Cullen grabbed her head, but didn’t do more than hold his hands in her hair. “Sarah, honey, what are you—Oh my God. That feels so good.” He moaned and gently pushed her head down as he thrust up into her mouth.
Sarah had never before given oral sex, though she’d read a ton of books and seen a lot of movies. She wasn’t too proud to say she’d used her time this morning studying a few of his brothers’ adult magazines, looking for tips about how to give a blowjob.
Apparently, she was doing okay, if his groans were anything to go by. What surprised her, however, was that she liked this. She loved the taste of him, so salty, so male. Moisture seeped from his slit, the telltale precome that told her she was definitely doing this right.
Cullen’s penis was hard and thick. She didn’t know how much more of him she might have been able to take, had he allowed her to continue. Instead, he pulled her away from him and stood. Cullen quickly took off his clothes and sat once more, lifting her over him. Straddling his hot body, Sarah lowered herself over his arousal.
Cullen entered her inch by inch, until he was so deep inside her she could feel him everywhere. He stretched her, almost to the point of discomfort. But he didn’t move, allowing her to feel him, to get used to his thick shaft.
“Sarah, baby.Damn,” Cullen whispered as he began moving her hips over him. “Ride me. I want to come hard inside you.”
“Yes,” she breathed, groaning when he locked his lips over her breast. He sucked and played while she moved up and down, taking all of him. Thoughts of condoms faded as her bird hushed her concern.We need Cullen’s seed to bathe our womb, to coat the empty channel long denied a male’s place. Worries of the consequences paled when he found her other breast, then forced her to kiss him.
When their mouths finally met, it felt as if they exchanged everything. Sarah could feel more than just the physical essence of Cullen inside her. His affection and desire were all there for Sarah to take. But she wanted more. To feel a part of him inside her, to grow together to form a unit, a family.
As if he sensed her needs, he increased her pace and reached a hand between them, putting pressure on her clit with his thumb.
He knew just how to touch her, grinding that pleasure spot with the right amount of pressure. The wild creature living inside of her moaned and pleaded, begging him to finish her.
“Cullen,” she cried as she neared her end. “Mine.”
“That’s it. Come all over me,” he breathed. “Squeeze me tight. Let me feel you, Sarah. All of you.”
She shattered in his arms, tensing against him as he stiffened and shouted his release. He was so thick, so big inside of her. This strong, dedicated man who held her so carefully. They remained close, locked in an embrace that felt unreal. Too right to be anything but a dream.
“That was perfect,” Sarah said softly when she could breathe again, running her fingers through his soft hair. “We fit.”
