I don't know if it's calling him baby or begging him to fuck me, but Silas opens his eyes and a little thrill zings through my body at the heat in them.
"You don't know what you're asking for," Silas warns through gritted teeth, and my heart beats faster.
"I can take you." My voice is low with heated promise. Silas stares at me for a long moment, and then the sexy beast lets go. He snaps his hips forward, fucking me into the mattress, and I realize how much he was holding back before.
"Yes, oh god,yes..." I moan. Each thrust of his cock grazes that spot deep inside me, and I moan loudly, letting him know I love every second of this as I grip his waist tightly with my legs.
Sex with this man is like nothing I could have imagined, and I've fantasized about this moment daily. Sometimes multiple times if I've had my hands in his hair for our monthly appointment.
"Oh god, yes,yes..." I chant, breathless as he winds me up, my pleasure coiling tighter with every move. My body reacts to every thrust as this sexy man has his way with me. It's fast and hard; his hands are everywhere like he can't stop touching me. Like I'm a sex goddess granting him my body for his pleasure. His hard length fills me, grazing my walls with a delicious friction, and I grip the back of his arms as I hold on for the ride.
Silas fucks me like he wants to possess me. No. He wants to worship me. I moan, struck with an irrational desire to have him bury himself inside me so deeply, he never leaves.
Silas sucks little love bites all over my neck as he mumbles against my skin, and I crush him against my breasts as he dips lower to mark my cleavage.
"Harder, please. Fuck me harder," I beg. He lifts from between my breasts, his face straining as he tries to hold back.
"Mine, mine, mine," he chants and I nod quickly, sobbing out my pleasure.
"Yes, yes, I'm yours, Silas." I roll my hips against his as he hits that spot so close to the detonator in my body. Flattening my feet to the bed, I try to meet his rhythm as his thrusts become more erratic.
"I've dreamt of this for so long, Dolly," Silas whispers and I moan, my body and soul taken over by his pure devotion. Silas lifts my thigh, opening me up to him even more as he fucks me deeper and harder. My eyes roll back, my orgasm barreling forward, and then he slides his hand between us. My mouth opens on a silent scream as his thumb finds my clit. "I love you, Dolly," Silas grits out suddenly, and my heart just about leaps from my body. I want to tell him I love him too, but my pussy clenches tightly as my orgasm bursts forward like it can't be contained any longer. I moan loudly, milking his hard cock as waves of pleasure cascade throughout my body.
Silas follows me over the edge, his hot release filling me up as he circles his hips to prolong my pleasure. When we both stop moving, I hold him close to my body. I love his weight on top of me.
After a while, Silas kisses me softly and pulls out. We both moan from the disconnection. He brushes his lips against my breasts, my stomach, and then places a small kiss at the apex of my thighs, and I run my fingers through his hair, boneless with pleasure. He stands, his cock dripping with our mutual release, and strides to the bathroom.
I close my eyes, ready to drift off, but startle when Silas places a warm cloth between my legs. He cleans me up, his eyes heating and his cock thickening the longer he gazes at me. Biting my lip, I smile at my big, sexy man caring so sweetly for me.
"Thank you," I whisper as he slides into bed next to me and pulls the soft covers over the top of us. Silas chuckles as he pulls me against him, and I lift to look at him. "What?"
"You're thanking me, when you let me..." Silas pulls me against his chest again, and I snuggle in.
"Let you? You are so good at that," I say, my cheeks heating as I remember the way he worked my body.
"That's a relief," Silas says, and I lift my head to look at him. He gazes down at me and then swallows hard. "I'd never done it before."
"What?" I pull back. "You aren't serious?" This man took me to levels I've never dreamed of.
Silas shrugs and pulls me down again like he can't look at me when he's having this conversation. "I never met anybody I wanted to..." He shakes his head and then whispers into my ear. "I've waited for you my entire life."
I'm overcome with emotion, and I don't know what to say. "Silas." It's all I can get out, but he pulls me against him, and I decide not to push the conversation any further.
"What was it like living in Antarctica?" I ask suddenly, realizing I never responded to the information he finally gave me back in the truck.
"Cold."
"Would you ever want to do it again?" I hold my breath, never intending to leave his side for as long as we both shall live.
"No."
"Hmm," I grin against his skin. "Back to one-word answers I see."
Silas chuckles and then shrugs. "You're already naked."
I snort out a laugh and swat at him. "I can get dressed again in a second," I threaten, and Silas growls, pulling my hand against his chest, right over his heart. We lay in content silence, and my eyelids grow heavy.
"Do you … do you think you'll want to stay in Foxy Falls?" Silas asks quietly.
