Page 71 of I Want to Know What Love Is

“Oh, baby,” I say into her mouth, breathing her in, tasting everything she has to offer. And I want more. Raining kisses over her lips, over her beautiful golden eyes as they flutter closed, her sculptured cheek down to the hollow of her neck, until the fierce moan that comes from her strains my control. “I want to pleasure every inch of you, sha, know and taste every curve and every dip, worship every perfect glowing part of you. And every imperfection.

She meets my eyes, searching, wanting to believe me and I tell her in my silence, show her as I move my kisses down her body, over the bone of her clavicle, sensual in its arch, down to the mound of her breasts, first her right and then her left, circling my tongue around the dark distended nipples. I take in her deepening moans as she fists her hands in my hair. As I scrape her right nipple between my teeth and thumb her left nipple at the same time, she calls out my name and arches up off the mattress.

“Dylan, oh my god. What you do to me,” she hisses. “Touch me… please.” I watch her as she opens her eyes. They’re dilated and wild with unspent passion, on the precipice.

“How close are you?” I growl the words, hungry to hear her admit her need, to hear her beg for release.

“Too close. And not close enough. Please Dylan.” She bucks her hips up to mine, grinding her pussy against my erection, making me shudder, forcing me to push her hips back down to the mattress, to think of something, anything but letting go. I need to stretch this out, to give her the most unforgettable orgasm she’s ever had, to give her something to remember me by.

The serious thoughts calm my dick, but only barely as the blush of her face glistens with raw craving, like she’ll starve on her next breath if she can’t have me, bite into me and consume me right now.

“Please what, sha? Tell me what you want.” I need to hear it, all of it, whatever is in her heart. “Empty your heart to me. Give me everything.” My chest pounds recklessly, my eyes, my focus is on her, staring into the depths of her glittering gold eyes to see what she doesn’t say.

“I want you inside me. I want to explode with you, feel you explode inside me, I want to rock your world, to fall off the edge of the earth with you into never and forever…” Her breathing is fast and ragged and her eyes desperate, a tear drop at the corner of one, sliding down her temple.

“Sweetheart,” I say as I lick her tear. “That’s so beautiful, you’re so beautiful. I’ll give you all that and more.” Lowering myself to cover her so we’re skin to skin, I move my hand between us and feel the sting of heat when I touch her pussy. “My god you’re so hot, so wet, so irresistible.” I take a deep breath, keeping my eyes on hers as I plunge a finger inside her and rub my thumb across her clit. She bucks and blinks her eyes, her mouth opening in a silent moan, her legs tightening, clamping around my hand as I feel the creamy pulse around my finger and hear her grit out my name.

“Don’t hold back, Mandy. I promise you I’ll make you come again and again, together and apart, all night long until—” she focuses on me and takes my face, pressing her mouth against mine stopping me from saying the words, but I think them… until morning. And the thought that it’ll be over then, never to be repeated, makes me cry inside, constricting my chest, but only for a moment as she plunges her tongue inside my mouth, soaks up every bit of me and moves her hips against my throbbing dick, pulling me back to the here and now.

When she pulls her mouth from mine, I pull my hand from her pussy and she moans.

“I need to get a condom—” she shakes her head violently.

“No, you don’t. Please don’t. I’m on birth control. I haven’t—”

“Shh. I believe you.” I know she’s going to confess her past and I don’t want to hear it or think about anyone else, or even the absence of anyone else. “Are you sure you want me bare inside you?” She laughs, or tries to, but I’m on top of her, so I lift myself giving her some space, but she pulls me back.

“I need you skin to skin. Everywhere.” She gives a sassy smile. “You don’t have a problem with that, Jonesy, do you?” I rasp a laugh, my dick becoming impatient as she teases me with her words, with the promise of being bare inside her. I’ve never been bare inside a woman before and I know she doesn’t realize it, doesn’t know how momentous this is for me, and as my heart beats out of my chest, I need to tell her.

“I’ve never been with a woman bare before.” I hold my breath, hoping to hell my admission doesn’t freak her out, make her think of me as an inexperienced boy though I’m far from that. But what I get is a smile, a broad, giddy smile.

“I’m so glad I’m your first… at something. Does that make me a naughty older woman?”

Now I laugh and I growl and my dick twitches in impatience, I swear growing larger than it ever has before. Or maybe that’s my heart swelling, making everything in this moment seem bigger. She reaches down and I let her.

“Go easy,” I say. “You excite the hell out of me and—oh my god.” I close my eyes as she squeezes the tip and then raises her hips to mine, opens her legs wide and slips me inside her whether I was ready or not. “Jesus…” I hold my breath because there’s no going back and I glide inside her all the way to the hilt, until my balls smack against her and our hips grind together.

Sweat pops out all over and all I can hear is the roar of my blood as it rushes, urgently flowing from everywhere in my body to one place. I keep still for a beat as I struggle to breathe, struggle to not blow up right now with the exquisite feel of her enveloping me, closed in around me with her soft hot, wet velvety heaven.

“My god how you fill me, how sweet you feel, how alive you make me feel.” Her words are like butter melting, like chocolate icing and I move, pulling out to my tip, straining to win the ultimate game of control with the prize of seeing her face as she shatters into a million pieces of gold dust.

She sucks in a breath and lets out a sensual moan as I thrust back inside her in a long smooth motion, shuddering.

“Oh my god. Keep doing that, please. You’re so…” her words stop as I give her what she wants, sliding back out and then in again, moving my hips and lifting hers, my hands under her ass. I move deeper than before and she calls my name. I feel her tightening, watch her face as she stares back at me.

“Dylan, Dylan… I’m so…” I pull out and slide my hand between us to circle her clit and then thrust back inside her, again and again. She screams, incoherent and arches up, tightening her thighs, her face contorted, her eyes on me and shudders uncontrollably, her legs, her whole body vibrating with orgasmic shocks.

Taking it in, the clenching of her pussy, I feel the tingling sensations, the trembling in my arms and I thrust inside her again and again, hard and out of control as she wraps her legs and arms around me.

I call her name, roaring a guttural moan, as the explosion of release shoots through my shaft and into her in a gush, and then another, pulsing until I’m dizzy and almost unconscious with the emptying of my very soul, giving everything I have and more than I ever thought I had to this woman.

My arms shake as I wrap them around her. “Amanda,” I say her name like she’s the answer to my prayer, a gift from heaven I only conceived of in my dreams without remembering, the promise I looked for without knowing.

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Waking on Sunday morning, my hand immediately reminds me of its abuse the night before. The rest of my body, especially my hard dick, reminds me of the ecstasy as I open my eyes and reach for her. But she’s not there. The sheets smell like her as I take in a deep breath and the panic in my belly subsides as I listen and hear the shower.

Peeling the sheets off, I go to the bathroom to join her, only one thought on my mind. I put my hand on the door knob and twist, but it doesn’t move. “Fuck.” I knock on the door. “Mandy, let me in. I’ll wash your back—” The water shuts off and a few beats later, she opens the door, wrapped in a towel, smelling clean and edible. My hope isn’t lost.