She freezes, uncertainty crossing her face.
Looking in my eyes, she says, “Be gentle, and go slow. I'm still raw from what I just endured.”
“You don’t even have to ask,” I say.
I lean in, capturing her lips. Electricity shoots through my veins, and it steals my breath. I've never felt this before. The passion is out of this world.
“Synn,” she breathes, her hands coming up to cradle my face. She opens her mouth for my eager tongue. As soon as I'm inside her mouth, I lose all control. My cock is so hard, precum is leaking from the tip already.
I crawl onto the bed with her, and she scoots back to accommodate me. She grabs the edge of the towel and whips it off.
“My God, Pazessca,” is all I can say. But I force myself to ask, “Are you sure you’re ready for this so soon?” I'm not a total dick— not anymore.
“Yes, God, Synn. I trust you. Fuck, I crave you,” Pazessca whispers.
Phoenyxx
I am desperate to have Synn's hands all over me.
The bullshit with Maxim just doesn’t matter to me right now. It flew right out of my brain the moment Synn kissed me.
And I've forgiven Synn for the... yeah. I'm not even going to think about that at all.
“I-I want to see you,” I stutter, my chest heaving.
I can’t believe I’ve never truly seen him naked. The fucked-up hospital doesn’t count.
Synn stands, slowly pulling his shirt over his head. My mouth goes dry. Whoa. Damn... all those tats. He is perfect. Packed with muscle and broad-shouldered.
He reaches down, unbuttoning his jeans, very slowly slides them down his legs, and kicks them off. No underwear.
He stands up straight, and I swear my heart stops. My brain stalls out.
His cock... fuuuuck. It's the biggest one I’ve seen so far from my guys. He’s long and extra thick. It stands straight from his body, rock-hard.
I look up, into his stormy grays. His black hair is tousled in a sexy way. This man is mine.
Lucky me.
“Speechless, Baby Girl?” Synn grins at me, showing off.
“Get over here,” I demand, eager to touch all that sexiness.
Synn complies, climbing back onto the bed. He crawls to me like a cat on the prowl. A growl leaves his lips, his eyes flashing.
He hovers over me, bringing his head down for an earth-shattering kiss. I eagerly wind my arms around his neck, then grimace as he rubs against the brand above my mound.
He pulls back immediately. “I’m so sorry, Pazessca. I've got a better idea.”
He lies down on his back and beckons me over. “Climb on, beautiful.”
I scramble to him, straddling him. My sensitive breasts rub against his chest, and I hitch a breath.
“Responsive nipples?” Synn asks, before he softly rubs his thumbs across them.
I shudder under his soft touch. My legs start to shake. Surely, I can’t come from this?
Between one breath and the next, my pussy clenches, and an orgasm rips through me. I suck in a breath in shock. How is that possible?
