“But—”
“But nothing. I already know you’ve had a baby and I don’t care. All I see are your beautiful curves.” He traces the scalloped edge of my bra, dipping his finger beneath the lace and tweaking my nipple with his fingers.
I moan and my thighs spread almost of their own volition, wanting him to touch methere, too.
“That’s it,” he murmurs. “Trust me to make you feel good.” He flicks his fingers in the front clasp and my bra slides down my arms. And he tosses the garment aside.
Before my brain can come back online and worry some more, he bends his head and pulls a distended nipple into his mouth, and I see stars behind my eyes and delicious sensations travel straight to my sex. Dampness settles between my thighs, and a warm pulsing feeling arouses me even more. He plays with my breasts, first one then the other, giving them equal attention and making sure to stimulate me to the point where I am squirming on the bed, my hips gyrating, reaching to fill the desperate ache he inspires.
He kisses me, swirling his tongue around and around mine at the same time he eases one finger inside me. I moan at the feeling, my inner walls clasping around him, and though it has been a long time for me, I know I can take more. I need more.
“I want you, Shane.”
“And you’re going to have me.” He bends one of my legs, placing my foot on the mattress, and then the other, exposing me to him completely. Pumping one finger in and out, he adds a second, and I arch my hips in an attempt to pull him deeper into me.
He drops to his knees, removes his fingers, and suddenly his mouth is on my sex, his tongue gliding up and down, eating at me with a gusto that surprises me. In my brief experiences, no man has ever been that eager to go down on me before. Did theydo it? Sure, but did they spend the amount of time Shane does, licking, sucking, and nipping at my sensitive flesh? God, no. And I love every second.
Building, pulsing sensation pools between my thighs, and I am so close I can almost reach the climax I so desperately want. I rub my sex against his mouth, and he chuckles, the sound vibrating into me as he begins to lick my clit, then nip at the tight bud. Suddenly I soar, the orgasm just out of reach slamming into me like a freight train.
“Shane,” I moan, moving my hips back and forth against his greedy mouth until the glorious waves of pleasure subside, my legs collapse, and I fall back against the bed, my body still tingling.
The next thing I know, I hear the sound of him ripping into a condom. Levering myself up on my elbows, I realize he’s stripped off his clothes and is naked, amazing in his bare masculinity. He is well built and sexy, a pleased look on his face, his mouth glistening with my juices, and my sex pulses as I realize that fact.
A glance at his thick cock, and I have a moment’s hesitation, wondering if I can take him, and then his hands are on my thighs and his heavy erection poised at my entrance.
His dark brown gaze meets mine as he eases into me, starting slow, then, finding me wet, he thrusts all the way home.
“Shane.” His name seems to be the only word I am capable of uttering because I feel him everywhere inside me.
“Hold on, beautiful.”
I blink back tears at the endearment because I haven’t been this close to a man… ever. Sexually, I have been, but what I already feel with Shane is more than the brief encounters I had after Levi. I don’t know how or why I can feel so much so soon, considering we don’t know each other well, but he obviouslycares about my emotions and concerns. He is trying to make me feel desirable, and I do.
I so do.
And when he begins to move inside me, his serious gaze never leaving mine, my world shifts. He pumps his hips, his thick cock thrusting deep and pulling out again, my nerve endings feeling like sensitive live wires. Even though I already came once, from the throbbing awareness in my body, I could definitely climax again.
“I want you to come with me,” he says, as if reading my mind.
I blink up at him, his gruff tone an indication of how close he already is. He slides a finger over my clit, and I respond with a drawn-out moan.
“Again,” I urge him. “Don’t stop.”
He presses down and works his finger in circles, all the while pumping into me. I feel the waves, and before I can process what is happening, I fly. I come hard, my entire being his to master as he continues to work my clit through my orgasm, lightening his touch as I come down from the high.
And then he thrusts harder and deeper, again and again. Sweat drips down the side of his face, his expression taut as he comes on a long, drawn-out groan of complete satisfaction.
***
Shane
My legs shake,and I barely refrain from collapsing onto Amber’s sexy body. I manage to hold myself up as I return to reality and glance down at the woman I just—well, I hadn’t fucked her. And I wonder if I know her well enough to have made love to her. Either way, something monumental occurred between us.
“Can we use your shower?” I ask.
She nods, her eyes heavy-lidded, as I help her to a sitting position and, once again, lift her into my arms.
I enjoy carrying her, I think, as I slide her to her feet in the pretty white bathroom.
