I moved back a little and did just that, and watched as Myles’s eyes roved over my white bra and underwear.
“Fuck me,” he muttered. “Come here.”
I moved toward him, and as he slipped my bra down to run his thumbs over my nipples, I pressed my lips to his so as to avoid moaning out loud, and began unbuttoning his shirt.
He helped me with it, and when he took it off and threw it behind him, I sucked in a breath before running my fingers over the defined planes of his body. I let my nails scrape his abs ever so slightly, and when I saw them contract against my touch, I went lower and unhooked his belt buckle.
“Rina…” His breath brushed my cheek, and when I unzipped his pants, he lifted up to take both it and his underwear off before kicking them to the side.
My heart was in my throat; my veins were on fire. Seeing Myles like this – for me – gave me a thrill I couldn’t get enough of.
I wrapped my left hand around the base of his cock and began stroking him, and when he tipped his head back and groaned in response, I lifted on my knees and kissed my way from his chin to his throat, and then over to the taut muscles straining the side of his neck.
The smell of cranberry candles, paired with the burning logs in the fireplace, and Myles’s orange-and-cedar cologne, was so addicting that I pressed my teeth into his skin, and then ran my tongue over it.
Myles groaned again, and then wrapped his right hand over mine – the one I had around his cock. With a smirk, he began stroking himself with me, and God, that was so damn hot I almost lost it.
He squeezed my hand, which in turn intensified the grip I had on him. “Fuck,” he moaned, and then gazed at me before saying, “I want you.”
I nodded without hesitation, becausefuck me, I wanted him too – so much that I could hardly think past the rushing adrenaline in my head.
Myles let go of my hand, and I let go of him. He then snatched his pants from the floor before pulling his wallet out from inside it.
“Okay, so I have a regular one, a strawberry flavored one, a tingling one…” He turned to me with a bunch of condoms in his hands. “Hmm, yeah, there’s also an ultra-thin one, a ribbed one, and, believe it or not, a glow-in-the-dark one as well.” He shook his head when I stared at him in complete shock. “The freaky shit people like to get up to within the confines of their bedrooms, I tell you.”
I… I was wordless. I meanspeechless.
How many boxes did you get?I signed.
He scratched his jaw. “A bunch. These,” he waved the packets at me, “are from a combo pack. One-of-everything kinda stuff.”
Ohmygod.
I continued to stare at him.
“You wanna use the glow-in-the-dark one?” he asked me – so damncasuallythat it made me balk. “I’m not sure we’ll evenseethe glow with the fireplace still so bright, but we could try and…” He trailed when he realized I’d frozen in place.
“Rina?”
I blinked and cleared my throat, and then grabbed the ultra-thin condom before slapping it on his chest.
Myles laughed as he put the others back in his wallet, and then placed said wallet on the coffee table before moving the latter out of the way.
He grabbed a pillow from the couch and threw it on the carpet, and jerked his head toward it as a silent command for me to lie down.
I got to my feet and turned my back to him, and as I looked at him from over my shoulder, he chuckled and joined me.
I gasped when his fingers grazed my spine, and as he unclasped my bra, I took off my underwear before discarding them both to the side.
Myles ran his knuckles over my arms, and then his hands found my breasts. I arched against him as he cupped them in an almost aching grip.
“You’restunning, Rina,” he whispered in my ear, and dragged his hands down to my navel, and then to my pussy.
I let out a shaky moan, and pushed my ass against him when he touched my clit.
“So wet,” he murmured, and then kissed my shoulder once. “Lie down.”
I moved away from him and did as he’d asked, and as he turned to face me, he put the condom on and knelt in front of me.
