he wrapped his arms around her waist and licked her slit, the scruff of his upper lip brushing her clit.
Her hips jerked off the bed and she fisted her hands frantically in his hair. “Yes.”
He was warm and big and the craziest combination of rough and tender. He would nibble her almost playfully while his hands roamed her body. He blew a stream of air across her clit while at the same time pinching a nipple slightly.
She muttered curses under her breath.
But just when she was coming close, right as she teetered on the edge of orgasm, he pulled away completely, leaving her achy and alone. She peeked out of one eye. He stood by the bed, panting, rummaging in his pocket.
He found the condom, shoved his pants down, and then ripped the package open. She didn’t see much before he covered himself, but what she saw looked downright delectable.
The ache between her legs pulsed impatiently. She wanted him. Wanted him badly. And from the looks of it, he wanted her just as much.
He crawled onto the bed with her, his toned body taunting her. She wanted to take her time exploring it, but at the moment what she wanted more was for him to fulfill his promise.
He didn’t disappoint her. Without saying a word, he came up over her, spread her legs even wider, and positioned himself at her entrance.
“Does your pussy need even more attention?”
She tried to wiggle in an effort to draw him in, but he held her waist still and when he spoke, his voice was low and unyielding. “I asked a question.”
“Damn it, Daniel, yes.” Her eyes closed in anticipation.
“Look at me,” he said, and when she did, she saw her need echoed in his eyes.
His gaze stayed locked with hers as he oh-so-slowly pushed inside. It had been a long time since her last boyfriend and she felt every delicious inch Daniel gave her. The stretching felt so good, she whimpered.
He stilled. “Are you okay?”
She could have howled at the loss of his pressing forward. “Don’t stop, feels too good to stop.”
As if that was the signal he had been waiting for, he held her waist and thrust to the hilt with one push. He held still for a moment and she took a few breaths to accustom herself to the size of him. He didn’t move his lower body, but leaned over and kissed her.
“Damn, you feel good,” he whispered against her lips.
“Let me make you feel better,” she said with a shift of her hips.
He answered with a shift of his own. “Like this?”
The sweet ache of him moving inside her, the hypnotic push and pull, was too much. She closed her eyes in an attempt to contain the sensations he created. His arms held her tightly while he settled into a pounding rhythm. Her own hands found purchase on his backside and she scratched the clenched muscles of his ass.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he ground out.
She obeyed, and when he slid even deeper, she hissed in response. There were no words then, just their breathing, his grunts, and her cries of pleasure. He dropped a hand between them, and began to circle her clit with a fingertip.
Her hips bucked; it was too much. “Oh, fuck, yes, Daniel, yes.”
“I want to feel you come. Come hard and fast all around my dick.”
She already was, it started low in her belly, concentrated itself between her legs, and then shot outward, encompassing her entire body. She was only slightly aware of Daniel’s last few thrusts, of his body stilling within her as he came, and his sigh of satisfaction as he rolled them to their sides.
His lips were on her cheeks, her nose, and her ear. “I was a bit rough. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
She ran a hand across his back, down his arm, and back again. There was a pleasant ache between her legs, and she knew she’d feel him for days. “Only in a good way.”
They stayed in silence for a few minutes, allowing their breathing to return to normal, simply enjoying being in each other’s arms. She stretched out beside him, trying to remember the last time she felt