“I don’t want your sexy ass on the dirty desk. You can sit here.”
His hands lift me by my butt and I giggle. My feet are dangling off the edge of the table.
Victor unzips his jeans, and I stare at the growing bulge with a hunger I’ve never felt before. The rest of his clothes come off with lightning speed.
“Come here,” I whisper.
I extend my hand to pull him between my legs and run my other hand through his hair, smiling at its softness.
Victor leans in and presses his lips against mine. His tongue traces the lines of my mouth, making my skin sensitive and tingly. His teeth gently bite my lower lip, and the action thrills me.
My mouth opens immediately and I let him in. Our tongues intertwine in a sensual dance while my hands slide lower on his smooth chest and stomach. When my hands reach his back, his skin is rough and bumpy and I remember the bruises and scrapes from his training. He must be hurting.
As if he detects my hesitation, Victor deepens the kiss, and I can feel even my bones tingling. He pulls away, panting.
“You can’t break me, Tia. I’m okay.”
His green eyes hold mine for reassurance. With my index finger, I trace the bull tattoo on his chest and slowly shift my finger below his belly button. Victor’s stomach muscles spasm and his chest expands for air. He puffs out a hot breath.
With renewed reassurance, I take him in my hand. He’s hard and long, and he’s growing even thicker in my palm. A scary thought crosses my mind. I’ve self-educated myself on the human body and how this should work, but some part of me can’t believe that Victor will fit inside me. I stroke him slowly and he growls.
“Nope. This is about you.”
He swats my hand playfully and I whimper in protest.
“I want the real thing.”
Victor laughs hard and his hot breath warms my face. “You’ll get the real thing if you’re patient. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I roll my eyes. “How bad could it—”
But I don’t get to finish my sentence; all coherent thoughts leave me, because Victor’s finger slides inside me.
“Oh,” I groan, and he increases the speed.
My head falls back, and I put my weight on my elbows behind me, arching my chest. Victor kisses my neck and his hot breaths trail down to the valley between my breasts. He flicks his tongue over my nipple and gently sucks on it until a moan escapes my mouth. His head moves to the other side but this time his tongue circles around the nipple, making my skin even more sensitive.
“I can’t wait to be inside you,” he says between kisses.
“Then do it already.” I blow a heavy breath.
He chuckles. “Tia, you can plan our wedding and all of our vacations, but when I get you all wet, hot, and bothered… please trust me and let me lead. I want to give you pleasure. Agree?”
His lips are trembling while his kisses slowly make their way down below my belly button.
“Vacations?” I say on a heavy breath.
“That’s what you heard from the whole thing?” Victor laughs.
“I’d agree to anything right now. Mhmmm…” I lift my gaze and watch Victor’s head between my legs.
“I’ve dreamed of tasting you. Not missing my chance now, Tia.”
Without warning, he kisses me between my legs and my heart skips a beat.
Victor has reached the most secretive part of me.
His tongue is teasing me, licking up and down the bare skin. My head empties of any thoughts and my breaths come out as heavy pants. And then he sucks, and my body tenses with delicious sensations.
