His mouth follows the path his hands took, kissing his way down my body, and I'm trembling now.Aching.
When he finally touches me where I need him most, I nearly come apart.
"Easy," he says."We've got time."
"I don't want to take it slow."
"Too bad.I do."
He takes his time, drawing it out, making me beg.And when I finally can't take it anymore, when I'm on the edge and ready to scream, he strips off the rest of his clothes and settles between my thighs.
"Condom?"I gasp.
"Nightstand."
He reaches over and grabs one, and I watch him roll it on.He's big.Bigger than Randall.And for a second, fear tries to claw its way in.
But then he's kissing me again, and the fear dissolves.
"You still with me?"he asks again.
"Yes."
"Tell me if I hurt you."
"You won't."
He pushes inside, slow and careful, and I'm so ready for him that it doesn't hurt.It just feels full.Right.
"Fuck," he breathes."You feel incredible."
I can't speak.Can't think.Can only feel.
He starts to move, and I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.He groans and picks up the pace, and I'm lost in it.Lost in him.
"Say my name," he says.
"Timothy."
"Again."
"Timothy."
"That's right.I'm the one inside you.I'm the one making you feel this way.Not him.Me."
"You," I agree."Only you."
He kisses me hard, possessive, and I kiss him back with everything I have.
When I come, it's like nothing I've ever felt before.Not just physical.Emotional.Like something inside me that's been locked away for months finally breaks free.
He follows a moment later, my name on his lips, and then he's collapsing on top of me, breathing hard.
We lie there for a long moment, tangled together, and I'm suddenly terrified.
Because this wasn't just sex.
This was something more.
