“Uh, well…” I stammered. “That was incredible.”
“I’m not done with you.” He pressed a kiss on my still-throbbing core and held my gaze. “Do you want me to stop, Becca?”
Heck no. Stop this chemistry? This absolute pleasure? I’d never forgive myself for walking away from this. “Nope. No.”
“Good girl.” He smiled and trailed kisses over my thighs, along my stomach, and up my chest, teasing me with his agonizingly slow pace. The stubble on his cheeks scraped, leaving behind a slight sting, but then he kissed away the pain. He took long minutes worshiping every inch of my skin as his mouth made its way up my body. His soft lips and his greedy hands drove me closer to the edge once again. Harrison was a Sex God. I was sure of it. Another orgasm prickled at the base of my spine, but he wouldn’t touch me where I needed it most.
“Harrison,” I pleaded.
“Patience.” He nipped my skin in rebuke.
Lifting my legs, he removed my underwear and spread me wide open before giving me a wolfish grin and teasing me again with his tongue. He made me feel desired, sexy, and dirty—a lethal combination.
His hands and tongue drove me wild until I burned from the inside. Desperation clung to me, wild and unyielding, and only he could satisfy it.
“Harrison, I need you… please, just…” I begged, reaching for him and trying again to drag him up my body.
“What do you need, Becca? Say it.”
“You.”
He paused his tongue and stared hard at me. “I can get you off with my mouth and fingers all day. I’d love to just do that.”
I shook my head, frustration making me dig my nails into his arm. “Not enough.”
“Greedy girl,” he said, his tone indicating his pleasure. “You stay in this position for thirty seconds. Don’t move.” Standing up, he left my side and ran across the floor.
I remained like he’d asked, naked and ready for him. Normally, I’d panic and cover up. But not now, not with him. I felt alive.
“God, you’re a sight.” He returned with a condom, wasting no time in falling back on the mattress. “You’re sure this is what you want, Becca?”
I bit my lip and nodded, pulling him closer. “I want you—I need to feel all of you.”
“Damn,” he groaned and removed his sweats.
He was hard as hell, and I gulped at his length. It made sense. He was one of the largest guys I knew, but I’d had no idea how much I wanted this experience with him until now.
I held my hand out to him. “Let me put it on.”
He handed me the condom, his heaving chest matching my own.
“Wow, Harrison.” I ran my hand over his thick shaft, drunk on power and need.
After ripping open the foil, I rolled the condom over his length and then moved my gaze back up to his. Our eyes met, and he unleashed the sexiest growl. I’d never wanted anything more in that moment than to see Harrison lose control.
He lifted me onto his lap, the hunger in his eyes matching my own. “You take your time letting me fit you, okay?”
Had anyone ever said those words to me before? Never. He gave me all the power, and damn, I loved it.
I lowered myself onto him, taking him inside me an inch at a time while I adjusted to his size. His gaze never left mine as I hissed—his cock was huge, thick, and ready for me.
“Wow.” Completely seated now, I swallowed and tentatively rocked my hips.
“Yeah,” he grunted. “You’re tight as hell. It’s… fuck, it’s good.”
He gripped my waist, his jaw tight as I rode him. His gaze never left mine as we found our rhythm together—slow, steady, new. His eyes darkened, and he changed the angle, hitting me deeper. Harder.
He slammed his mouth against mine, kissing me with so much fervor that dizziness washed over me at all the sensations and smells around us. The smell of his skin… the feel of his razor stubble… the taste of my desire on his tongue. It was all so hot.
