After finally getting the door open, he tugged her inside, shutting and locking it behind them. “Come here,” he said softly, pulling her closer and wrapping his arms around her lower back. He loved how she felt against him, her soft curves molding to his lanky body. Sliding his palms up and down her back, he dug his fingertips in slightly. She arched into his touch, moaning softly.
“Oh, Nolan, that feels so good. I haven’t had a massage in so long.”
“That could be arranged. Later. Right now…” He trailed off, bringing a hand up to bury in her thick hair. “Right now, I want to kiss you until you can’t breathe. And then…” Lowering his head, he took her mouth. This was no gentle kiss; he claimed her mouth with the same single-minded thoroughness he intended to claim her body with. Her lips were like silk against his, warm and soft. She tasted like cherry lip gloss and something he didn’t have a name for. He didn’t waste time trying to analyze it; he devoured her.
Reaching up, she clutched at his hair, tugging and pulling him closer, deeper, moaning into his mouth. He thought he would come from just kissing her. He had no intention of doing that in his pants, however; he planned to be buried deep inside her when he released.
She pulled back, her breaths puffing quickly and softly against his mouth. “And then?”
“Then what?” His brain was in a fog.
“You said you were going to kiss me until I couldn’t breathe, and then what? I’m already breathless from this mouth of yours.” She gently trailed a fingertip across his lower lip.
“Do you want me to tell you or show you?”
“Show me; definitely show me.”
Tipping her head back, he kissed her again. Deeply. He wanted to climb inside her and live there. She was warmth and light and everything good in life. She tasted like hopes and dreams. Dreams he never thought he’d dream again. Tearing his lips away, he walked her backward toward his bedroom. His need clawed at him to take her right there on the floor, but he reminded himself there would be time for fast and hard later. For their first time together, she needed care and romance, even if they were only friends with benefits. He wanted her to see that he could be everything she’d ever need or want in a man. Sexually, emotionally, and physically. He aimed to fill all the cracks in her heart.
When they reached his bedroom, he kicked the door closed behind them. Soft light from the lamp on his dresser bathed the room in a golden hue that made Sally’s gorgeous skin shine and glimmer. She was a presence of soft femininity in the masculine domain of his bedroom.
“I want to slowly unravel you and kiss every inch of your beautiful body. Your skin is captivating,” he murmured, burying his face into her neck, sucking and licking the skin there.
She moaned and shivered against him. “Then do it, country boy.” Her hands slid down his chest, tugging his shirt free from his pants. Her palms were hot against his stomach as she dragged her fingernails back up to his chest, making him shiver. The fabric of his shirt bunched around her hands until he lifted his arms so she could pull it up and off. Her touch set him on fire as she explored his chest and arms. She traced every inch of him she could reach, humming softly under her breath in appreciation.
“I love how your skin feels, you’re so warm and you smell so good.” She buried her face in his chest, nuzzling her cheek into the hair there. “I like that you have chest hair. So many men manscape, thinking all women want smooth skin. I like a man to feel like a man under my hands.” She kissed his chest, nipping softly with sharp teeth, making him hiss in pleasure. “And taste like a man.” Gripping his sides firmly, she licked a line across his pecs from one nipple to the other.
“Lord, woman, what you do to me.” Pushing her back slightly, he reached behind her and found the zipper to her dress. Tugging gently, he slid it down slowly, watching as the material fell open around her. Then he gave a gentle push at her shoulders and watched as the dress fell with a soft swish around her feet. His heart nearly stopped. Her curves were wrapped in vibrant red lace and satin. The contrast of the shiny, red material against her brown skin was a work of art.
Unable to resist the allure of her, he cupped both his palms on her full breasts. He wasn’t sure which was softer, the satin or her skin. He squeezed gently, and a gasp fell from her lips. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” His voice was husky and low, the desire and need for her flowing thick in his veins. “I want you, city girl.”
“You have me, here and now.” Reburying her hands in his hair, she pulled his mouth back to hers, kissing him hard and deep. Her tongue slid into his mouth, skimming along his own. He groaned, jerking her tightly against him. More gasps and groans came from both their throats as bare skin touched bare skin. It felt as if a live wire were against him, electric shocks and tingles shooting out from each point of contact.
Gripping her ass firmly, he shuffled her backward until the backs of her knees hit the bed. He pushed her down gently, following her onto the mattress. Her legs fell open and he immediately settled between them. Her cry of pleasure was loud in his ears as his denim-clad groin made full contact with her satin-covered one. Not breaking the kiss, he ground his pelvis into hers, loving the sounds she made with each jerk of his hips.
“Nolan.” She moaned against his lips, lifting her hips against his, rubbing herself onto his hard length. “God.” Her hands worked between their bodies, fumbling with the button of his jeans.
“Hang on.” Rearing back, Nolan made quick work of unfastening his jeans. He then stood, shoving them down his hips and off. He kicked them aside and stood in front of her in just his boxer briefs.
Surprising him, she scooted forward to the edge of the bed, widening her knees and pulling him to stand between them. “There’s so much…” Her words faded, but her hands roamed, fingernails playing along the edge of his briefs.
“So much what?” He barely got the words out. All his attention was on her hands and how close they were to his cock.
“So much I want to do to you and with you. I want you under me, over me, behind me. Inside me. Sliding along my skin, slick with sweat. I want your flavor on my tongue.”
He gulped. Audibly. “Keep talkin’ like that and this’ll be over before it even starts.”
She smiled coyly in response before grabbing his briefs and shoving them down his legs until he could kick them aside as well. He stood before her nude and so aroused he shook with it. Reaching forward, she encircled his length, squeezing gently before running her hand down to the base and back up to play along the sensitive underside of the head. He sucked in a breath and exhaled a deep moan. It had been so long since any hand other than his own had touched him like this. He'd almost forgotten how good it could be.
“Sally…” He groaned again as she continued to stroke him. He let his head fall back, closing his eyes and absorbing her touch. Warm wetness enveloped the head of his cock and he moaned heartily, jerking with the force of the ecstasy as her full lips and swirling tongue came in contact with it.
“Mmm, you taste good,” Sally whispered after pulling back and letting him fall out of her mouth. Her hand stroke was firmer now, sliding easily from the saliva now wetting him. He buried his hands into her hair, tipped her face back, and met her eyes.
“As much as I want this, I can’t let you. I can barely stand up and I won’t last. It’s been too long for me. I promise, darlin’, our night has just begun.”
Pulling her gently to her feet, he swiftly unhooked her bra and pushed her panties down her legs. When she was fully undressed, he took his time feasting on her with his eyes. He was in awe of her beauty and considered himself the luckiest man alive to have her in his bedroom. He knew once he started touching her soft skin, kissing and tasting her, he wouldn't be able to stop. He had no words. Just thoughts, feelings, and desires.
Sally broke the silence. “Nolan, please don’t make me wait any longer. Don’t makeuswait any longer. I need to feel you. Everywhere. And I don’t want anything between us. I’m on the pill and I haven’t been with anyone in a few years. You’ve said you haven’t either. So, no condom.”
