Page 89 of Time To Learn

This is a new kind of kiss—it’s raw, urgent, hungry. My tongue meets his and I try to tell him how ready I am for him with my kiss. That I’m utterly consumed, a willing participant to his needs.

“I’m going to devour you whole,” he murmurs as he wrenches his mouth free. “Finding out what you like has been on my mind for so long,” he continues as he places one kiss after the other down my body. When he sucks my nipple inside his warm mouth, I gasp in pleasure. I writhe on the bed as he takes an awfully long time playing with first one nipple, then the other.

“Oh, God, I can’t…I need...Kristian!” I shout as he bites me lightly, and warmth shoots down my spine.

“What, Laura? What do youneed?”

The playfulness in his voice is maddening—it’s torturous on my overheated skin. He takes a firm grip on my hips, groaning low and hard as his cock circles my clit again. I mewl at his relentless teasing.

“Tell me,” he demands, before his mouth starts to wander down my torso over my soft belly. I tense for a moment as his tongue trails my belly button, but relax when he hums, satisfied with my body’s response.

“I want your mouth on my pussy,” Imoan.

I force my eyes open when he chuckles darkly. The gleam in his eyes makes me feel more desired than I ever have before.

“Fucking yes,” he whispers before he settles between my legs, lying down on his stomach. His eyes never waver, holding me captive, as he pushes my legs wider before placing them on his shoulders. The way he licks his lips as he breathes me in—smelling my arousal—makes me whimper. I’m desperate.

Still watching me, he lowers his head, and I pant, waiting to feel his tongue. When he flicks it over my clit, his piercing egging me on, I’m donefor.

“More,” I beg as I grip on to the sheets on his bed. I need to hold on to something. If I don’t, it feels as if I’m falling down, deeper, and I have no safetynet.

He breathes deeply and then does as he promised me—he devours me, body and soul. His tongue flat, he takes his time pleasuring me, and when he pushes it deep inside me, I tense all over. Tingles shoot down my spine and I can’t hold back anymore. I grind my pussy against his face. He picks up the pace, growling against my heated flesh, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold off coming.

“More, more, more,” I chant.

When I feel his fingers inside me, his tongue flicking furiously against my clit, I cry out his name as I come. Riding his fingers, I moan as I try to draw out the pleasure for as long as I can, and I close my eyes, clamping my thighs around his head. Slowly, he withdraws his fingers as he wipes his lips on my inner thigh. I smile, sated, relishing in the afterglow of my orgasm, but the touch of his hands as he runs them up my ribcage makes it absolutely clear that I won’t fall asleep. It burns while it also soothesme.

“Fucking beautiful,” he repeats on a longhuff.

For once, I feel like I am. That this man—this gorgeous, mysterious, caring man—actually doesn’t see my scars. That he isn’t repelled bythem.

I hear a drawer open and shut, and the muffled crinkling of something else, before I open my eyes. The moon still lights up the bed, and I have to catch my breath when I look straight up into Kristian’s eyes as he kneels between my legs. The desire in his gaze scorches me, and I break out in goose bumps at the determination I also find there. In quick, practiced moves, he hurries to roll on the condom, and I lick my lips at the sight of the sweat glistening on his chest.

“I’ll go slow,” he whispers as he takes a firm hold on my hips, lifting me up until his cock is at my entrance.

“Maybe I don’t want slow anymore,” I whisper back. I don’t recognise my voice—the broken hoarseness and the unveiled need, don’t sound likeme.

He bites his lips as he closes his eyes, but he doesn’t say anything. He eases inside of me—fuck, he’s big—and I breathe deeply as he fills me, inch by inch, staggeringly slowly. When he’s pushed to the hilt, I clench around him. That earns me a soft curse as he opens hiseyes.

“You’re so tight, fuck…,” he rasps as he starts to move. “I want to stay inside you forever, fuck!” Again, I grip the sheets as I push against him, silently urging him to move faster.

“Beautiful. Perfect.”

His words, and the way he feels inside me make me shiver, and wetness rushes through my core at the sight of him on top of me. As if unable to keep himself in check anymore, he picks up the pace, and I moan with pleasure as the piercing in his cock hits my sweet spot. I gasp as he changes the angle a bit, his thrusts more persistentnow.

“Touch your breasts. Let me watch you,” he growls, and again, I do as he says. Pinching my nipples, I meet his cock, and when he mutters something I can’t make out, the building storm inside of me intensifies until I see stars.

“I want to devour you, body and soul,” he grinds through his teeth, sending more wetness through my core. Holding his feral gaze, I whimper as I feel the orgasm tear through me, even more intense than the first one. I’m falling and flying at the same time, but it doesn’t scare me. I’m consumed withlust.

“Soar for me, sweetheart!” he shouts, his cock pumping inside me one…two…three times before he groans, long and hard, as he comes. Panting, I wrap my arms around his neck when he leans down to take my lips in a wild, sweet, deep kiss. I can’t get close enough tohim.

“Perfect,” he whispers against my lips, still inside me, his body trembling hard. He settles his head on my chest, and I breathe deeply as I adjust to his weight. We don’t speak as our hands leave soft caresses on every part of each other’s bodies we can reach. We simply hold on to each other, letting our heartbeats settle down. I want to lie with him like this forever. Slowly, though, he places a soft, featherlike kiss on my collarbone and he pulls out ofme.

“I’ll be right back,” he whispers, his eyes hooded.

My heart skips a beat at the gorgeousness beforeme.

In silence, I watch as he leaves the bed and moves to the bathroom to our right. The warm afterglow leaves me, and as soon as the cold trickles into my body, I start thinking again. A panicky feeling settles in my head as I cover my face with my hands.

Crap. What have Idone?