Page 79 of I Want to Know What Love Is

“I’m going to win,” I say as I take my time shimmying my lacy panties down my thighs.

His jaw ticks and he rasps, “Everyone wins this race, sha. Don’t ya now?” With his pants half down and his cock standing out, stretching his boxers to their limit, he reaches out and grabs me around the waist, pulling me to him, my bare chest crashes to his.

The delicious sensation of his rough chest meeting mine, the heat, the intimate feel of my nipples flattening against his hard muscles, sends a new level of heat through me. His hands roam my body, skittering and pressing and finding all the places, from the backs of my knees, up my thighs, cupping the flesh of my ass, running his fingers along the crevice, then up my spine.

A long thirsty moan comes from me as I drink up the attention, every graze of his fingertips, the feel of his chest heaving against mine, the hot feel of his mouth as it travels over my face, down my neck, kissing my pulse point, cherishing my body.

When he reaches my breasts with his mouth, he brings his hands up to cup them, lifting them, squeezing them together and brushing his tongue across each of my nipples.

“Don’t tease me, please,” I beg. A raspy chuckle comes from deep in his throat as he lifts his head and with each hand, pinches my nipples, his mouth close to mine. The sensation sends an instant pulse through me from my nipples to my center and I arch into him. My hand goes to his cock, then slips inside his waistband.

“Anything else you want?” His eyes capture mine as he sends his hands around me, raking the skin of my back, caressing me, moving over me, not stopping as if he wants to touch and hold every part of me. I shake my head.

“Keep doing… “ I lose my ability to speak as he runs his fingers over my ass, down the crevice, circling under to find my pussy from behind. “That feels…” I moan the words and revel in his touch, the way he cherishes me, every bit of me. He pours small kisses on my face as he marks every part of my body with his hands.

“You need to finish undressing,” he says into my ear, fanning the fine hairs with his breath sending an exquisite shiver through me. He slides his hands back down my thighs and pushes my panties. Then holding me, he lowers us back down to the bed and pulls my panties the rest of the way off me, tossing them over his shoulder. The look on his face is predatory, like he’s consuming me with his eyes as he kneels up and then stands on the floor, pulling his boxers off so that he’s stripped naked and I’m in danger of drooling.

Staring at him is like looking into the sun and stars, like he’s one of the wonders of the universe. But he doesn’t let me admire him from afar for long as he climbs back in bed with me, scooping me up and rolling so he’s on his back and I’m on top of him. Straddling him, I sit up and grind my pussy against him as he moans, his cock moves under me and I slide back and we moan in unison. He grasps me by the hips to hold me still.

“Let’s take this slow,” he says, his words tight like he’s straining for control and I can see by the swelling and pulsing of his cock, how hard it is as I touch it, hold onto it that he’s more than excited. I’ve never seen a man this big in real life, let alone touched one before him and the flutter of pure pleasure that trills through me gives me goosebumps.

“You are so magnificent,” I say, staring into his eyes, pulsing my hips up and down on the base of his cock, unable to resist the delicious sensation against my swelling pussy. His grip on me doesn’t allow much movement, but I don’t stop.

“You…” he says and closes his eyes. “Are killing me.” I laugh, but it turns into a moan as he shifts position and runs his hands up my sides to my breasts and stop there, caressing, toying with my nipples, circling, grazing and then pinching. Our eyes are locked and I move stronger against him, sliding against his cock, my nerve endings gathering, tightening, as I melt against him, bathing him in my excitement. His breathing is ragged and he moves his hands down to my thighs, squeezing. Then he glides his thumbs to my pussy and circles and I clench my legs and I jump, lifting up from him reflexively.

His eyes go dark and the corners of his mouth lift in a hungry stare as he slips his hands under my ass, lifting me further and releasing his cock to full standing position. I squeak in surprise, but my eyes never leave his and when it dawns on me what he’s doing I feel the smile automatically take over my face, feel the weeping for joy in my pussy and take his thick silky hard cock in my hand.

When he lowers me I guide him directly inside me, impaling me until I’m completely and utterly filled with him, “Oh my god. Dylan…” It feels so good, so never before in my life time good.

“Jesus… Amanda... “ his words rumble from his chest, from somewhere deep and I can feel the vibration as I lower my hands t his chest, his heart beating under them, thundering in his chest, strong and fast and the feel of it excites me. He’s still inside me, but only for a moment, and then he moves his hips. My eyes flutter closed and I slide up and then down, fast and hard.

His hands immediately clamp onto my hips.

“Not so fast, sha. I want it to last. This feeling of you inside me is too incredible, too amazing not to make it last as long as—”

“You have me, Dylan. What we have will last.” Staring into his eyes, I lean forward and kiss him, taking his mouth and giving him mine and everything in me. He hugs his arms around me like he needs to keep me here to believe my words, to not let me escape.

“You’re mine,” He rasps into my hair. “All mine.”

For as long as you want me. But I don’t want to think about anything but now. “Now what are you going to do with me?” I push away from him, keeping my hands against his heart, sitting up again and he lets me. As I wriggle around on his cock, he hisses out a curse.

“You have me so fucking hot, I can’t think straight.”

“There’s no need for thinking,” I say. He doesn’t answer me. With his eyes locked on mine he grips my hips and lifts me as he dips his hips down, then he thrusts up as he slams me down again. Stars burst in my head and I go blind as we come together and a loud breath whooshes out of me as I hear him let out a growling moan. “Oh my god, Dylan…”

“Stay with me,” he grits out. This time I move my hips without his help up and apart from his, feeling every centimeter of him running through me in an exquisite rub. “Amanda…” His voice is strained, begging me, as we move up and down harder and faster until I’m frantic with the need for release, feeling so coiled and close to the edge as I watch his face, his jaw clenched in desperate control. He moves his hand between us, reaching in to find my marble-like clit as if he owns it and he rubs it with his thumb, flicking it until I clench hard, slamming into him.

“I’m bursting,” I scream.

Crushing his hand and screaming because I can’t see, the explosion of white light blinding me, the sensations pulsing from my core shooting through me, hitting every nerve in my body until I feel like I’m in space, untethered from the real world, in another dimension.

The sound of his guttural moan and the sudden thrusting pump of him inside me releasing everything he has in a rush of warmth and power, in wave after wave, brings me back to earth, grounds me here, in my own paradise here with him.

He envelopes me in the most tender complete hug, his entire body surrounding mine, rolling us to our sides, hot and slick and sated and content. He murmurs in my ear and I take it in like the comforting cover of a blanket at night after a long day.

“You’re so beautiful and amazing, so perfect. I cherish everything about you because you’re all mine. Every particle, beautiful and exceptional, made for me.” His words well up inside me, filling me with an emotion I’ve never felt before and I know what it is, know what he’s done to me. Ruined me for any other man ever.

“There’s no one like you, Dylan and there never will be,” I say, breathing into his mouth, Breathing in his scent, taking in his energy, the feel of his stubble against my face, of his powerful arms snaked around me, of his hard-muscled legs entwined with mine and I almost swoon with the heaven of it.