With deliberate slowness, I slid her jeans down, palms gliding over the warmth of her hips and thighs, feeling the tension quiver in her. The soft brush of her skin against mine sent sparks through me, every inch of her responding to my touch, to the heat between us.
I pulled off her underwear with a soft tug, the wonderful friction leaving me desperate to feel her pussy contracting around me. Herhands roamed, gripping me, tangling in my hair, pressing herself closer, whispering breaths and soft laughs that made the fire in my chest flare.
I kissed her thighs, moving slowly upward, memorizing the warmth, the scent, the subtle shiver of anticipation running through her. Her fingers threaded in my hair again, tugging lightly as she let out a sound I wanted to bottle and drink in whenever I fucking wanted. Jesus. It was her I wanted to consume. All of her.
I hovered over her, rocking back on my knees to take in the vision beneath me. The dip below her jaw, the slender length of her flawless neck. Her lips, swollen from my kisses. The plane of her abdomen dragging my gaze lower, to where her slick arousal called to me.
“You’re staring,” she said, and hooked her fingers beneath the waistband of my boxers.
“Sorry.” A small laugh. I was out of my mind with want for her. “It’s just… You’re beautiful, Holly. So goddamn beautiful.”
Her brows drew together, and then her face broke into a smile that damn near stopped my heart. I reached up to cup her cheek, my thumb grazing the line of her jaw. Before I could go further, she turned her head and sucked my finger into her mouth, eyes locked on mine.
My cock twitched once, throbbing like crazy. It was a small movement, but she didn’t miss it. Her hands were on me in a flash, lifting me from the confines of my boxers with a firm grip that almost undid me right then and there. I groaned into the feel of her fingers wrapped around me, stroking, guiding me to where she wanted me most.
I settled lower, putting my full weight on my elbow as she brought the tip of my cock to the damp warmth between her legs.
“Jesus.” It slipped out, uncontrolled, when my tip made contact with her swollen clit.
“You took the word right out of my mouth.” She dragged me up and down between her folds, increasing pressure whenever my cocktouched the tightly coiled arousal begging for it.
I clenched my jaw so hard it hurt. “Put it in.”
Her movements stopped. Totally not what I was expecting. And when I looked at her, I was met with an incredulous expression. A mischievous smirk.
“Do I have to do everything around here?”
A low chuckle bubbled out of her as I shifted to grip both her wrists and pin them above her head. She arched her back some more, tilted her hips, and I drove into her with a thrust so hard it tore the breath from her lungs.
But Holly didn’t seem to care. She lunged forward and claimed my mouth, kissing me desperately as I buried myself inside her again. And again.
Her pussy clamped around me, coaxing me deeper with every thrust until she’d taken the entire length of me. I rocked my hips, our bodies locked together, pushing the final boundary that stood between us and what we’d both been wanting for the longest time.
I dipped my head and smothered her with open-mouthed kisses. Her neck, her jaw, the sensuous dip where her collarbones met. When I lifted my head, her eyes were closed, lips slightly parted as she panted and trembled through every motion I made. Barely holding on.
I brushed the sweat-damp hair from her face. “Look at me.”
Holly’s lids floated open lazily, and a jolt of electricity shot through me when I saw the depth of her desire marked there. Plain as day. No hiding. A shudder raked through her, walls pulsing around my hard cock, and a needy whimper spilled out of her as she tried to match my pace with ragged, desperate jerks of her hips.
“I– I think I more than like you,” I breathed, and her surprised laugh came hot against my mouth.
“You think?” she asked, her voice coming out all choked up on quickly unraveling desire. “I’d prefer it if you were sure.”
She lifted her knees, changing the angle of her hips just enough toincrease the pressure as I thrust into her. I groaned low in my chest, our lips a breath apart as I felt that familiar heat blooming at the base of my spine. Snaking its way along my lower back and around front, where I pumped into her even harder. Faster.
“Holly…” I warned, my throat closed up as I lurched past the point of no return.
She clenched around me, her head thrown back as her own climax tore through her in a series of shudders that coaxed me over the edge. My moans of ecstasy mixed with her panting breath as we rode it out together, our bodies wet with heat and passion, sliding against each other. My fingers bruised her hip as I slammed into her until there was nothing left. Nothing more to give. She trembled a few more times, then went still, heavy breath making my lips tingle as I bent down to kiss her.
Her fingers traced my cheek as she gazed up at me. “So? Are you sure or not?”
I groaned as my cock slipped out of her, but didn’t shift my weight. I wasn’t ready to lose this closeness yet. This warmth.
“I’m sure.”
Her fucked-out smile gleamed in her eyes as she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me in for another kiss. Determined and, well, sure.
Moments later, she was melted into me, pressing against my chest, and I held her like I never wanted to let go. The warmth of her body, the way her hair was damp and tangling against my skin, the faint scent of her… I wanted to stay this way for as long as possible. My fingers traced feathery patterns up and down her back, committing to memory the parts of her I planned to worship over and over.
