He looks ready to pounce, but I’m not quite ready to let him have all the fun. I smirk as my fingertips trail over his pecs, then down to his abs. He visibly shivers, and it makes me feel powerful in a way I never have before. Finally, making my way to the button on his jeans, I don’t hesitate. Popping the button then sliding the zipper down over this pronounced bulge proves a little harder than I thought it would be, but it just makes me all the more eager.
“Ains, you’ve got three minutes before I lose all sense of being a gentleman.”
“I can do a lot in three minutes,” I say cheekily before shoving his jeans and boxers over his ass and down his legs.
“Jesus, woman,” Ledger mutters.
I don’t respond, too busy drooling over his perfect dick. I know this isn’t the first time I’m seeing it, but damn, it’s just so pretty. I know most of the time you could take or leave a dick, but this one? This one is genuinely pretty. The perfect size to feel a little bit of stretch and the slightest curve upward to hit all the right spots.
I shove his jeans a little further down his legs, and he takes the hint to take them off completely. Once he kicks them to the side, I grip his cock and start long, smooth strokes.
“One minute, baby.”
His self-imposed countdown has my heart rate doubling, so I lean forward to lick the little pearly drop at the tip. Groaning at the taste, I waste no time sucking him as far into my mouth as I can. His hips thrust forward involuntarily, and he curses under his breath.
Swirling my tongue on his underside, I feel his hand reach behind my back and unhook my bra. I totally forgot I still had it on, but he’s wasting no time making sure we’re both naked and ready. Before I can do anything more, he pulls completely out of my mouth and gently pushes me back down on the bed.
He walks around the bed to the nightstand and grabs a condom, tossing it on the bed before getting on his knees and literally crawling up to me.
This man is crawling for me. Holy shit, I don’t think there is anything sexier.
He shoves my legs open before kneeling in-between them and a whimper escapes me.
I don’t know if I’ll survive this man, but if this is the way I go, I’ll be a damn happy woman.
“You have no idea what you do to me, Ains,” he whispers so reverently, my eyes spring with tears. “You are a fucking goddess, and I’m wholly unworthy of you.”
My mouth pops open to tell him he’s wrong, that between the two of us, I’m the unworthy one, but nothing comes out. Iwantto be worthy of him, be strong enough to be by his side and help him thrive. I’m just not sure I’m there yet, and now is not the time to contemplate it all.
He leans down, kissing my chest right where my heart is before moving down my sternum to my little pooch of a belly.
I feel his fingers put pressure against my clit before they move down, testing my readiness. My hips shift of their own accord, practically begging for more, when he grabs the condom and rips it open.
I could tell him I’m covered, but I like this sort of protectiveness from him. He doesn’t ask, doesn’t push, just makes sure we’re both safe.
Leaning back on his heels, he wordlessly rolls the condom down his cock while keeping eye contact with me. The connection is intense, more powerful than anything I’ve ever felt with a man before, and all I want to do is drown in it. I wonder if it will always feel like this between us or if this is just because we’ve been building to this.
He positions himself at my opening and leans forward, gripping my jaw before giving me a soft kiss. He’s all-consuming, a tidal wave of sensation. When he deepens the kiss, he pushes forward, completely seating himself inside of me.
If there is a heaven, a utopia, a perfect world, this is it.
My hands move to grip forearms in an attempt to ground myself through all this sensation. He gives me a second to get used to the feel of him, and I need it. I’m not sure if it’s just been so long since I’ve had the realthing or what, but my vibrators have nothing on Ledger right now. I feel full, almost too full, but it’s not painful. It just intensifies everything.
His kiss grows frantic, and I can tell he’s struggling to give me time, but I don’t want it. I want him to lose control with me, show me what he likes, and see him in absolute ecstasy. I tilt my hips, letting him sink a little more into me, and then rotate my hips as best I can. He gets the hint and pulls out before slamming back into me, my back arching in pleasure.
He breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead to mine. Panting, the blue of his eyes turns almost navy, and I’m captivated.
“You, Ainsley Mathews, are perfection,” he whispers against my lips.
“I’m just me, Ledger,” I refute because I don’t feel perfect. I feel like a mess who doesn’t have her life together, but somehow at this moment, I don’t want to think about all of my worries. All I care about is how this man feels inside of me and how to keep this feeling for as long as I possibly can.
He shakes his head at me but doesn’t say anything else. Instead, he starts a punishing pace that hits a spot in me that sends me flying in minutes.
“Holy shit,” I whimper, closing my eyes at the sheer passion of it all.
“Open your eyes, baby. I need to see your eyes.”
My eyes pop open and find his, and when that smirk of his returns, I know I’m in trouble.
