Finding You (Finding You Series Book 1)

by Amanda Mackey

  “Ahh, yes. Kyle! That feels so amazing. Don’t stop!” I snarled as a wave of pleasure swirled deep inside.

  His index finger gently pushed inside me searching out my sweet spot, nearly bringing me to the brink already. I wasn’t going to last long at this rate.

  “Mmm, beautiful, you’re so responsive to me. I love that. I’ve barely started on you and I can feel you quivering. And…” he stalled as he took another swipe with his tongue, pulling my sensitive folds with his lips, “you taste better than any world-class dessert I’ve ever had.”

  That could have been my undoing and nearly was until a second finger was inserted, touching a spot inside bundled with nerves. I actually screamed. Yes, screamed! I never thought I would scream with pleasure. Ever. But here I was spread-eagled and vulnerable, letting this man pull such primal sensations from me.

  “Baby, I want to hear you come.” I could tell he was enjoying this nearly as much as I was. Nearly.

  Come is exactly what I did. A rush of delicious, explosive convulsions seized me, sending wave after wave of spasms through my body and onto his fingers. The sensations clawed their way out and down my legs, causing my toes to curl. I pushed his head into me harder to drag out more of my orgasm, my head thrown back wildly. I’m not sure where I went as I kept on convulsing but it was a place I’d never been before. A hazy, almost drugged state where nothing except pleasure existed. A possession of my body, mind and soul.

  “Yeah, that’s it. You feel so hot and wet.” Even after I collapsed, his fingers stayed inside until the throbbing waned. His lips left my core, kissing a trail back up, pausing on my rock hard nipples to drag more contractions from me. It was almost too much for me to bear as I slowly returned from my euphoria to find Kyle inches from my face, eyes glazed, mouth swollen, cheeks flushed.

  “Hey.” His eyes crinkled at the corners as a grin lit his face.

  “Mmm. Hey yourself.” I crooned, still half delirious, pulling his mouth to mine, tasting myself on him when his tongue filled my mouth.

  There wasn’t an inch of my body that didn’t feel him. In fact, the hardness that drove into my groin told me that he was still yet to find his release. It had all been about me.

  “Kyle, you’re still hard. I mean you haven’t…”

  “Shh. It’s okay. Just sleep, baby. I’m fine.”

  He curled into me, mouth open, breath hot, but he made no move to instigate his own release. My body felt boneless and it wasn’t long before I was out like a light, draped in my own flesh and blood blanket.

  Chapter Eleven

  Kyle

  I woke up before Dakota and rolled onto my side to watch her sleep. Images of last night hit me with full force, immediately sending blood to my cock. God, she’d been so sexy the way she’d responded to me. Her hot little body had cried out for the intense orgasm it had so desperately needed.

  I wondered if she’d ever been adored and worshipped the way I had tried so hard to do last night. I wanted to give her all I had to give.

  My hand went to her cheek and cupped it. I couldn’t stop myself from touching her. I watched as her eyelashes fluttered and a sigh left her mouth as she turned away from me onto her side, still asleep.

  The need to protect this scarred woman was overwhelming. Not even when I’d been dating Gina seriously had I felt such a fierce instinct to safeguard her from harm.

  Dakota was different. Much different. There were no comparisons. It was going to take all my strength to let her go tomorrow. I wasn’t ready to do that yet and I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d ever be ready.

  Tracing circles down her shoulder and across her back, I moved in behind her until her glorious ass cheeks hugged my cock, which was fighting to become unrestrained.

  She stirred again and pushed into me and I nearly lost all my resolve then and there but I wanted things to progress on her terms.

  I had about an hour until I had to be on set so for the next little while I would bask in her presence.

  My fingers found her flat stomach where they began lightly feathering the skin around her belly-button. I immediately felt goose-bumps rise as her hand lifted and covered mine. I couldn’t resist myself as I leaned in to her shoulder and started kissing up and down her shoulder, not pushing her for anything more but just letting her know she needed to be touched and adored, especially fully naked and pressed up against me.

  Shit, I was dying here. Her perfect round cheeks continued to massage me and I knew that once I took my shorts and boxers off I would be at full mast.

  Her skin held a slightly salty taste, probably from her intense orgasm last night as she’d broken a sweat just before peaking.

  When her hand left mine and moved around to grab my crotch I thought I’d burst but I was determined to hang on and see where she wanted to take this.

  Putting my mouth against her ear, I murmured, “Good morning, beautiful.”

  She turned her head, smiling. “Mmm. Morning.”

  Thick with sleep, her voice had never sounded so adorable.

  “Did you sleep well?” I couldn’t help a groan as she squeezed my cock.

  “Uh huh. I don’t think I’ve ever slept so soundly.” The giggle that erupted from her had me suck in a breath at the sound of its purity. It seemed to drizzle over me, vibrating into my very core, bringing with it a childlike sensation that I hadn’t experienced in such a long time.

  “Take your pants off!” It wasn’t a question and it startled me as she moaned it out. But only for a second.

  Prying myself away to the edge of the bed so I could strip, I relished the morning air as it hit my burning cock but did little to ease the burn.

  When I turned, Dakota had rolled over and was drinking in my fully naked body for the first time. I expected to see a certain amount of fear in her gaze but the only thing her hooded stare brought with it was lust.

  Was she ready for this? I sure as hell was but again, I didn’t want it to be about me. I wanted her to want me with all that she had. I needed her to feel safe.

  My solid erection bounced as I climbed back under the covers, drawing the sheets up over us both in case she wasn’t totally comfortable with full on nudity first thing in the morning.

  Even with slightly puffy, sleep-filled eyes she was raw beauty. A face that didn’t need to hide behind a mask of makeup. Brown eyes with painted flecks of gold that seemed to have unfathomable depths. Skin, tanned and glowing healthily and lips that just begged to be kissed.

  “What?” she whispered, reaching out to stroke my face.

  “You’re so beautiful. Do you even realize that?” I knew what her answer would be but I would never give up on trying to convince her.

  In her tell-tale sign of embarrassment that I was getting to know so well, she looked down and her silence gave me her reply.

  “You don’t have to ever doubt your beauty when you’re with me. It’s what I see and what I know when I look at you. You’ll never be able to change my mind on that fact. You’re gorgeous.”

  My fingers threaded through her bed hair, pausing to move over any knots that had formed overnight.

  When her eyes lifted and found mine it was like looking into the very recesses of her soul. All her emotions were exposed, good and bad, as if she was letting me in fully.

  Before I could say or do anything her mouth crushed to mine, desperately, devouring me. I opened for her tongue, feeling the need in her as she gripped my head almost savagely.

  “Make love to me, Kyle. I need it. I need you.”

  Who was I to argue? Still, I had to ask the question. “Are you sure?”

  “Please?” And then her mouth took mine again, not waiting for me to hesitate.

  God, she felt good. I pulled her in tight, my cock triumphant, my head telling it to stop being so selfish.

  Our bodies seemed to fit together perfectly. Mouths, arms, legs all tangled on different angles yet feeling so right. It felt like home.

  Chapter Twelve

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  This was it. There was no turning back. I was at the point of no return. I’d dreamt of a night like this my whole life and it was finally here with the most incredible man I’d ever met. He’d done everything right to get me up to this point and I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in him.

  As he stripped and climbed back under the covers I marveled at his physique. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long thick cock. For a second I wondered how the hell I was going to fit it inside me but quickly dismissed it.

  He pulled me in to his body, both of our heads on our pillows but only inches apart. I could feel him hard and twitching on my belly as I rubbed against him.

  The moment slowed and became unhurried as I tattooed his features into my brain, from the way his mouth upturned at the corners to his sharp jaw and bedroom eyes. He was my perfect. By that I mean that in my eyes he was faultless. Ridiculously handsome in a way that had me mesmerized. Was I enough though? Was I his perfect? In that moment, I felt like I was. I could see it in the devotion his eyes held. His caress.

  I traced his eyelids, following a path across his nose, cheeks, finally settling on his mouth. His lips parted, taking my thumb into his mouth and sucking on it, in and out, in and out, his tongue working the underside of it. His gaze never left mine. It was so erotic to watch him do to my thumb what I needed him to do to my body.

  I brought one leg up and over his hip so I could grind against him to try and satisfy the unfulfilled ache that was rising in intensity.

  Taking my thumb out of his mouth, he bit my lower lip before growling out, “Are you ready for this, baby?”

  “Please!” I squeaked.

  Lifting his hips off the bed slightly, he whispered, “Put your other leg around me.”

  I obliged so that now we were both on our sides, my legs tightly wrapped around him, my dripping opening teasing his hard length.

  I grabbed his ass with one hand to urge him on. Ever so slowly he pushed himself into me, stretching me, filling me completely until he was sheathed deeply inside, the soft tip of his cock pushing against my cervix. He was huge.

  We both groaned at the feeling of his cock inside my hot interior. My inner walls clenched around him as he threw his head back and sucked in a breath.

  “You feel so tight, baby. Soooo good.” He hadn’t started moving yet and when he brought his head back down to mine, he asked, “You okay?”

  I nodded. “Kyle, you feel so incredible. I feel so full.”

  He smiled. “We fit perfectly. I knew we would.” Finding my mouth, his tongue entered, lapping at mine as he slowly, gloriously pulled out of me so that just the tip of him was still inside.

  I waited for him to thrust back in but he didn’t. He stayed there for a moment, doing things to my mouth with his tongue that had me whimpering.

  I was desperate for some friction and tried to pull him into me but he smiled into my mouth and uttered, “Not yet, baby. I want to savor you. Take things nice and slow.”

  I knew he had to be at work soon but didn’t want to spoil the moment by reminding him so I let the thought go and focused on immersing myself in him.

  Very slowly, my wetness making it effortless, he pushed in again as far as he could possibly go, reaching a spot that bordered on pain but it was so exquisite I arched my back and cried out.

  Having my ripe breasts thrust in his face, Kyle took the opportunity to take one of the swollen buds in his mouth and pull on the hard nipple with his teeth and lips.

  The euphoria he was dragging from me had me intoxicated as if drugged as he showed me how responsive and sexy my body really was.

  I truly did feel beautiful. He could have done anything to me and I would have let him.

  As his cock slid in and out while he worked both my breasts, I wasn’t sure I could take such pleasure. My body seemed to buck in response to his rock hard member touching my sweet core.

  I pulled my head off the pillow and brought my mouth to his neck, latching on and sucking the skin below his ear, my teeth and tongue grazing the skin.

  It drove a response from him that vibrated against my breast. “Fuck! That feels so good, beautiful. My cock feels so hard in you right now, it’s driving me wild. Your mouth sucking on my neck while I’m deep inside you is heaven.”

  The croaky sound of his voice mixed with all the other things he was doing snapped something inside of me. Something wild. I needed more. Slow and sensual was nice but it wasn’t enough.

  Grabbing his head and pulling on it to release his suction-cupped mouth on my breast, I forced him to look at me and begged, “Faster, Kyle. I need faster!”

  His glazed eyes penetrated mine for a moment before he turned me onto my back, angled my hips up off the bed, his fingers gripping me solidly. “Keep looking at me. Don’t look away. I want to see your pleasure as well as feel it when you come.”

  A niggle of embarrassment rose but I tried to fight it off.

  When he pulled out of me and thrust into me powerfully, I couldn’t help but shut my eyes at the bliss.

  “Open your eyes!” It was a command, but not an angry one. He wanted to see me. To look inside me and have my soul as well as my body. This I didn’t mind. It was different when we were on an equal par with each other and in the throes of passion. John’s demands had been forcing me to do something against my will.

  I groaned at the look on his face when I opened my eyes. His jaw was clenched, uttering his own verbal pleasure as he picked up the pace and really began to move.

  My own body responded by meeting his thrusts again and again, our eyes never wavering. It was hard to keep them open and let him see the lust that I knew must have sat so openly in front of him but it was also so damn hot.

  With each push of his swollen cock on my cervix I climbed higher and higher to the peak. Removing one hand from my hip, he found my folds and began rubbing with just the right amount of pressure until I couldn’t hold on any longer.

  I felt it start deep within and roll out with such force, I thought I would never recover. Still, I kept my eyes open as the first tremors rocked me, growing in intensity until my whole body was jerking uncontrollably, my fingers clenching the sheets.

  I couldn’t contain my cries. Kyle’s expression showed he was in awe of my pleasure, his eyes so dark, I couldn’t see any blue as he kept up his relentless thrusts, drawing out my orgasm until I thought I would pass out.

  “Fuck yeah. That’s it, baby. You feel like a vibrator on my cock.”

  As the final intense shudder left me and I started to slowly fall, I could feel Kyle harden even more, if that were even possible.

  He pumped furiously. “I’m gonna come. Shit. Shit. Ahhh!” He drove into me one final time before stilling.

  Shooting hot lava gushed into me, igniting more tremors from my core as he came violently, trembling against me, and filling me with his seed.

  The astounding connection I felt with Kyle right then and there as we tried to keep looking at each other through our haze of sexual depletion, drew tears from my eyes. The room was silent apart from our guttural breathing.

  Collapsing on top of me but keeping his head above mine, he soothed, “Why are you crying?”

  “You. That. Us. I’ve never—” There were really no words.

  Kissing me softly, his fingers brushing the skin below my eyes, soaking up my tears, he said, “I know. I felt it, too. That was so much more than I’ve ever experienced.”

  “Really?”

  “Uh huh! You just rocked my world.”

  I couldn’t help but grin at that through my happy tears. I don’t know when, if ever I had cried with joy before. “You rocked mine, too.”

  He leaned in for a gentle kiss. “I’d love nothing more than to stay here with you all day but I have to work. How about I stop by your cabin when I’m done and we can have dinner tonight?”

  “I’d like that.”

  Kyle pulled away and climbed out of bed, putting on a pair of boxers. I couldn’t
help but ogle the body that had molded to mine only moments ago. A sheen of sweat glistened off his chest and the muscles in his torso appeared to tighten as he walked. He was hot!

  “Like what you see?” He smirked as I raised my eyes to his after being caught ogling him.

  “You’re incredible! Do you work out much?” That was a silly question because with a body like that, he’d have to.

  “I try to when I can, although I haven’t had much time to do much of anything since being here on the island—apart from the movie and spending time with you. I guess I should go visit the gym to stay toned.”

  “Don’t let me keep you from a good workout.”

  He stalked to the bed and bent over me. “Baby, I think I’ve just had the most intense gym session ever.” He nipped my lower lip and as he stood again before I could grab onto him and pull him on top of me, he winked and shone his full, blinding smile at me before turning and walking into the bathroom.

  His tight butt caught my attention and I was lost for words so I sunk into the comfortable bed with a ridiculous smile on my face and went over my amazing morning so far.

  There was a light inside me now that had been switched off for so long. I could feel myself glowing brightly from head to toe. My skin still tingled where Kyle had touched me with his mouth and hands, both gentle and not so gentle.

  I heard the water switch on and the shower door close, wondering if I should get up and join Kyle before he had to leave me for the day. Images of his naked wet body had me throwing the sheets off and moving to the bathroom door. I listened, not knowing what I was expecting to hear before I opened the door and peeked in. Steam had already filled the room making it hard to see but I could definitely make out the contours of his body through the foggy glass. Oh Lord! I wanted him again! How was that possible?