He tugged her hair back and took the kiss deeper, holding her just where he wanted her.
She loved it and wanted more.
She rubbed her thumb over the damp head of his cock. “I want you in my mouth,” she said against his lips.
“Fuck. I’m so close already. You do that and it’s over. And I want inside you. Now.” He pulled his fingers from her dripping sex, swept his wet fingers over her clit, making her moan again, then gently slid her off his lap and back onto the soft carpet.
Cody vibrated with need for this amazing woman who gave everything and held nothing back. He loved that she asked how he liked to be touched and let him know how much she liked what he was doing to her.
He wanted more. So much more.
As she lay before him, waiting for him, he quickly discarded the rest of his clothes under her steady and appreciative gaze.
“You are so gorgeous.”
He grinned, feeling lighter and desperate all at the same time. “You always make me feel that way.”
He kissed his way up her thigh, feeling her anticipation as his built anew. He stopped at her pretty pink pussy and gave her another lick and kiss on her clit before trailing kisses up her belly. He detoured to one peaked nipple, and then the other, sucking and laving them as she arched beneath him. Only his lips and tongue touched her. He couldn’t wait to press his body to hers, but for right now he contented himself with teasing them both.
He finally made it to her lush lips and kissed her deeply. Passionately. He settled on top of her, a relief and torture because he still wasn’t close enough, even though he was cradled between her long, gorgeous legs.
She shuddered at the contact of their two naked bodies pressed together and her arms draped around his neck. She pulled him in for a kiss, nothing but complete trust in her green eyes. The head of his cock nudged her wet folds and sank in an inch deep. She sighed his name, spread her legs wider to accommodate him. He sank in another inch deeper, kissing her, loving how her tight little pussy surrounded his aching cock, then thrust his way home.
The second she gasped and tensed, he went still, knowing exactly what he’d done.
She’s mine and only mine!
He felt the possessiveness wash through him. He would never let her go again.
Why hadn’t she told him? He’d get that answer later.
Right now, he needed to take care of her and make this good for her.
“God, baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t know. It’ll stop hurting in a minute. Just give it a minute.” He clenched his jaw and reined in his need for her, giving her time for the pain to subside and to adjust to his thick length filling her.
Sweat broke out on his skin. So tight. He struggled not to pull out and thrust into her again and again to find the release riding him hard.
He pressed his forehead to hers and stared into her bright green eyes, so filled with awe and trust with a hint of pain. He kissed her softly on the lips, her cheek, her forehead, trying to distract her, feeling his heart soften more and more the longer he reveled in being part of her.
She rocked her hips forward and let out a moan he wasn’t quite sure meant pleasure or pain.
“Honey, please don’t move. Give it a second.”
She took his face into her hands and made him look at her. Her soft smile melted his heart. Her sweet voice whispered what she’d always wanted, but never asked him for until now. Something he’d held back from her. Right now, he was ready to give her everything.
“Love me, Cody.” She shifted her knees and he sank deeper. The second she realized she could bring him closer, feel every inch of him, she did it again, then rolled her hips against his.
Both of them moaned in satisfaction.
The sheer pleasure of it washed over them.
He let her try out the movements and find her way as he backed out a few inches, then sank back into her. Slow and easy.
She didn’t disappoint by lying there passive. No, not his Brooke. She wanted him and gave herself over to him in a way he’d never felt with any other woman.
“Love me the way you want to.” She unleashed him with those words.
His pleasure to give her what she wanted. He pulled out and sank into her again. She rocked her hips and met him, taking him deep and grinding against him. Her fingers dug into his back, pulling him closer. He lost control, knowing, feeling she wanted him that much. He’d never felt this deep connection, or need to possess so completely. He was her first. The only man who’d ever touched her like this, and it was a powerful feeling. She was only his, and it drove him to new heights of ecstasy.
