“Where are you gonna run to now? Hmm?” Neil kicked the door closed and looked me up and down, licking his lips lustfully.
“I’ll figure something out,” I answered, backing away at a measured pace. I navigated around the bed and put more distance between us, never breaking with his carnal gaze.
“I want you, and I’ll get you, rest assured.” He quirked the corner of his mouth and advanced on me again, a hunter locked in on his prey.
“I don’t think so.” I gave him a mocking smile, and before he could grab me, I jumped up and over the bed to get to the other side of the room and made a run for the door. But Neil, quick as a gazelle, hooked his arms around my waist and flattened my back against the closed door.
“Got you.” He trapped me with his body and stared down at me with those lovely, glowing, sensual eyes while I tried to catch my breath. “Cat got your tongue, Tigress?” he taunted when I didn’t answer him.
“You only won because I let you,” I said challengingly.
“I was going to get you either way. I’ll always get you…” He leaned down to reach my neck and peppered it with moist kisses, coaxing forth my desire.
“I’d say we’ve done enough playing, and I’ve given you something of myself…” He grazed his lips over my collarbone and used both hands to grab the hem of my T-shirt, slowly pulling it up and over my head before discarding it on the floor.
“And what should I give you?” I asked breathlessly, honoring our deal. Neil pulled back slightly to look at my bare breasts and smiled in a satisfied way.
“You. All of you…” He made a rough noise in his throat and grabbed my breasts with both hands. He bent his head to envelop one nipple with his full lips.
Instinctively, I touched his soft hair and arched my back away from the door as my legs went weak and my head began to spin.
“Okay, I’ll give you all of me, then,” I whispered, trying not to think about my soaked panties and all the feelings Neil was reawakening in me.
“Everything you can…” he answered, putting his palms on either side of my head. His biceps twitched with the motion while my eyes eagerly glided down his entire torso.
Then, with the last bit of bravery I possessed, I took the zipper of his white hoodie between my thumb and forefinger and drew it down, letting the fabric slowly draw aside like a curtain to reveal the erotic spectacle of his bulging pectorals and defined abs.
“Do you approve, Tinkerbell?” His white teeth sank into his bottom lip while I traced the ventral line of his abdomen with an index finger and dragged it lower in an exploratory fashion, like I was seeing him for the very first time.
“Very much.” I lifted my gaze to lock in on his luminous eyes and slipped my fingers beneath the elastic of his pants, stroking the downy hair on his pubic area.
“I want you, and I can’t wait anymore.” He grinned lewdly and used both hands to take my pants and pull them down my legs. I helped him get them off, lifting my foot out of one leg and then the other. Not wasting a single minute more, Neil began to kiss my neck while I stroked his half-naked torso. His skin felt as hot and silken as the lips that slid down my body. To my collarbone. To my shoulder. To my breast. But just before they reached the place I wanted them most, Neil paused and shot me an amused glance.
“Sit down on the edge of the bed,” he ordered, taking me by the hips and slowly pushing me backward. I obeyed him, trying not to trip over my own feet as I sat down in just my panties. I tilted my face up to stare at him as he stroked my cheek with his coarse knuckles.
“Now spread your legs,” he added as he kneeled before me. He looked like a dark angel, his feathered wings long since torn away. Though my body yearned for him, I blushed, and from his amused look, I knew that he’d seen me. I opened my thighs a little wider, albeit hesitantly, and flexed my toes against the floor. His lips started at my knee and traveled slowly up my inner thigh. His wild hair tickled my sensitive skin, and his trim beard rasped against me, but it all felt so good that I felt chills moving rapidlyover every part of me. With my palms pressing deep into the bed and my legs spread wide, I felt his fingers hook around my panties. His golden eyes peered into mine.
“Do you mind if I rip these?” He just smiled, and without waiting for me to answer, tore them completely off me and threw them to the floor. The movement took my breath away, and I also felt confused as something twisted in the depths of my stomach, making every muscle down there tighten as the place between my legs throbbed even harder.
“You’ve done it now…” I answered deliriously, but Neil was no longer looking at my face. Instead, he was staring into the delicate place between my thighs. It felt like he was devouring me with his eyes, and I began to quiver from nerves and arousal.
“I said spread your legs,” he said again, more harshly this time. After he’d stripped me naked, I’d involuntarily closed them again, obeying the shy, ashamed part of me. I still wasn’t used to sex—for me, it still felt like the first time every time. Meanwhile, Neil was completely comfortable. I obeyed him with a heavy sigh and I spread my legs wider, feeling the tissues of my sex unfurl like a blooming rose. I was laid bare for his ravenous eyes. He bit his full lower lip and then, with a cheeky smile, he seized my legs without an ounce of delicacy.
“Neil,” I cried to him, fisting the sheets in my hands, but his honey-colored eyes stayed fixed on me there, seeming to truly adore the sight—to worship it like a deity. He was prepared to light me aflame, to make me his in any way he could.
“Fuck, do I want to lick you.” He leaned into my pussy and began showering it with warm, wet kisses. He looked up at me through his brown eyelashes, and wicked fireworks seem to explode in the dim room, lighting up my cheeks.
“Oh God,” I murmured as the tip of his tongue drew, hot and voluptuous, over my clit. Neil teased it, sucked slowly on it, and my groan of pleasure was unstoppable. I shut my eyes and ran my hands through his disheveled hair, pressing his head more firmly against me. As promised, I gave him all of me, everything I could. Everything he wanted. I ground myself shamelessly against his mouth, seeking relief from the fire that burned me fromthe inside out. He kept me pinned with his strong hands, his grip possessive and unyielding.
“I like it when you get into it.” Neil grinned wickedly and continued to lap at me with his expert tongue. He moved down, lower and lower, his eyes still locked on my flushed face. “And I love the way you taste.” He slid his tongue inside me and moved it like he was kissing me.
“Yes…” I moaned, my back bowing upward. I could feel my nipples growing hard at his slow torture. He licked, and I moaned again. Suddenly, his tongue was replaced with his pinched fingers, and I screamed. He rotated them back and forth as he began to stroke me. His fingers moved in and out, fast and certain.
“Yeah, just like that. Show me how good it feels, Babygirl…” His masculine voice only made me tremble harder and gasp for air. I couldn’t hold out any longer; the tension had become unbearable.
I let my head fall back and clutched the sheets in my hands as Neil continued to dominate me. All at once, my brain short-circuited and it got hard to breathe. I rocked my pelvis and took his fingers inside me, all the way down to the base of them. As I did, I felt a wave of heat rising up from deep within me. I felt, as always, the irresistible urge to fill the void I had inside with him.
Only with him.
