by R. F. Allie
The way he looked at me when he put me onto the bed awakened the most surreal riot of emotions inside my heart. He straightened me and pulled the shirt over my head and then turned at my boxers.
“I’m going to take those.”
I said with a thread of mischievousness in my voice.
He just smiled at me and nodded then took of the one he was wearing. He pushed them off as if they were the last of self-control he possessed and pushed me against the pillow.
His lips were on mine; demanding and acquisitive. The feeling was a discovery; something was different. He moved his mouth to my collarbone and licked it, and nuzzled between my naked breasts making my head go wild with anticipation.
I had a feeling that he wasn’t going to do that thing I loved; his eyes were just too gentle, too synchronized with our moment to do it, and I was okay.
He just cupped one breast kneading it while he sucked the other ever-so-gently. It was electrifying.
I moaned lightly then licked my lips watching him move down slowly; I was a trembling shell of need and wanton. As he moved in his tortuous and torturous pace; my mind twirled remembering the sight of him singing to me. The words echoed in my mind. I loved the song; it was by Edwin McCain. But right then, and after I’d heard it from Landon, I knew that I was never going to hear that song again without being filled with pure love and desire for him alone.
When his mouth came over my clit; my jaw went slack. He somehow renewed the feel of his touch on me, everything about the way he moved me felt different; not in a bad way, just in a very unusual manner. He wasn’t possessive; he was willing. He wasn’t claiming me; he was giving himself to me. I couldn’t understand it; it’s just the way it made me feel.
I pushed my fingers inside his silky hair and pulled it gently, feeling the pressure grow in my groin. His mouth twirled and twirled and twirled, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of pure ecstasy.
My insides clenched and he pushed two fingers inside me just in time for me to explode around him.
Landon pushed himself up slowly and took a condom out of the foil packet and positioned himself at my entrance.
He rolled the condom over his glorious cock; his tendering gaze never left mine. I couldn’t help feel that he was a little far away from our moment for a second; it was troublesome. He pushed inside me and sealed our lips together. I felt my eyes hit the back of my head making my body stiffened. It wasn’t hard; the usual slamming I was used to, but it was demanding, as if he couldn’t reach deep enough. I could barely render his kisses, my mind focused on the unique pleasure my body was getting at that moment.
His rhythm was slow and guided; his kisses followed the same pace as if his whole body was synchronized. He pulled my hand from his back and stilled it next to my head, and then removed the one caressing his hair in the same fashion. He covered both of them with his own. His entire crushed over me; I welcomed the feeling. His thrusts were eager and controlled; he hit every nerve inside me like a jolt of electricity.
Abruptly, he rolled us on the bed, he was still buried inside me but I was on top of him. It was like a magic trick. He flexed my hip to his left and moved under me; he was still in control.
With each push; he eyes opened and closed simultaneously and I was brought closer to another mind-shattering climax. I couldn’t look away; his gaze alone made the pressure inside me grow. It was the most delicious feeling, slow and smooth and steady and intimate.
He was making love to me; he was telling me.
That was when I’d realized what was really different.
Landon loved me.
With that epiphany, I was ready to go over the precipice. My toes curled giving a signal to the rest of my body to let the most delightful orgasm wash over me.
I called his name between harsh breaths; looking for some reassurance that our connection was still there, still growing.
“Landon.”
“I’m right here Baby, only for you.”
The sincerity in his rasped voice reverberated through me; he repeated the same words I’d claimed him with.
With another thrust, my climax possessed me. My vision went obscure, flashes of light glinted in the back of my head as a decadent tremor wracked my body. He came with his low almost silent grunts against the skin of my collarbone; he puffed my name in one last ragged breath.
I didn’t want to move from atop of him.
I scooped my hand on his chest and tipped my chin over it gazing upon his beautiful features under the rising sun of Manhattan.
They were shut close, even though he’d retrieved a normal slow breathing. I feared that despite what he’d just invoked in silence; he still needed me to say the words I wasn’t ready to admit to him.
When he opened his eyes again, the gray in them struck my core and made my heart lurch. I could see it still; he didn’t need to speak the words. I’d never seen them more fierce and truthful.
I didn’t know much about lots of things, but the way his eyes spoke to me; it was a confirmation of what he just did to me and what I’d felt.
He made love to me without any restraints, without any games, he didn’t need the words anymore, he made me hot with his touch and he made my heart pound forcefully.
Only for you…
My chest expanded on a deep breath and I shut my eyes close exhaling my relief as I was struck by the realization.
It took every fiber of my being to contain the frenzied swell of emotions that raged inside me.
I loved him; I could never confuse what I felt towards him for lust. It was a candid feeling that wrapped my heart and exposed it.
It exposed the fire I had in me, a burning desire that consumed every part of my weakened soul.
I needed him and I feared the mere idea of losing him.
God, how I it scared me…
The End
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Table of Contents
Table of contents
Dedication
Prologue
Chapter I
Chapter II
Cha
pter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
Chapter XVII
Chapter XVIII
Chapter XIX
Chapter XX
Chapter XXI
Chapter XXII
Chapter XXIII
Chapter XXIV