by K. C. Harper
He had every intention of having a romantic dinner with her, but his body and his mind forgot dinner and wanted only her. He had no idea how much he needed her until he kissed her that first time in front of her house, but he knew she was still feeling the heartache of her ex-boyfriend, and if he rushed things she might run. He wasn’t ready for her to run from him again . . . or ever.
He pulled away from her, his hands still under her shirt. His fingers moved slowly over her hot skin and he could feel her taking short, quick breaths.
“I swear I had every intention of actually having dinner. When I opened the door and saw you standing there looking absolutely beautiful, I couldn’t help myself. I don’t know what happens to me when I am around you. It’s like you pull me in and I forget all of the plans I made and I only see you,” he said, in almost a rough harsh whisper.
He rested his forehead on hers as he pulled his hands out from under her shirt, resting them on her hips, holding her in place as he tried to find his self-control.
He wasn’t the only one struggling with losing self-control. Grace was at the edge, ready to jump off. No one had ever made her feel so much desire. No one ever wanted her the way he did, and it made her feel beautiful and sexy. She could feel the walls around her heart falling down, one piece at a time. She was still afraid to let go and put her complete trust in another man. It was going to take time, and she knew that, but she was willing to give it a try
with him. He stepped back, moving away from the table, and reached out for her hand to help her get down. He then set her on her feet as he picked up the chair they had knocked over in their moment of lust.
She smiled at the fallen chair, remembering them tripping over it as they rushed over to the table. She felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as he looked over at her and pushed the chair back under the table.
“Sit down. I’ll get dinner,” he said, grinning at the sight of her flushed cheeks. He wasn’t embarrassed. In fact, he thought that was the hottest kiss he ever had. He was sure the zipper of his pants was going to burst at any moment from the hard-on he was sporting. But Tyler somehow managed to compose himself as he headed out to pick up some things for their private, romantic dinner at home.
“Dinner was delicious Tyler. Thank you. Everything was perfect,” she said, as she took another sip of wine.
He couldn’t look away from her lips as they pressed against the glass. Her tongue slid across her bottom lip to catch a drop of wine. It was driving him out of his mind and he felt the desire building again.
“Do you want dessert? More wine?” he asked, watching her take another sip of wine. He looked at her neck and found himself thinking about his lips kissing her there, and about the way she made little noises as he licked at her skin.
She shook her head and set the glass down. “I think I am too full for dessert, but I will take some more wine, please.”
He filled her glass, set the bottle down in front of her, and continued watching her. His fingers moving across his bottom lip as he remembered the feel of her lips.
It was torture watching him play with his bottom lip. She knew just how good that lip tasted and felt on her skin, heating her and sending delicious waves of pleasure between her legs. She was ready to give him what he wanted. She shook off the thought of jumping across the table and ripping his clothes off.
“Let me help you with the dishes. You cooked a fabulous dinner, and the least I can do is clean up the mess,” she said, as she got up, taking her plate to the sink and trying to distract her mind.
Before she could turn around, she felt him behind her. The warmth of his body was pressed against her back. He leaned in, pushing her hair off her shoulders, and whispered into her ear.
“Grace, you don’t have to clean up. I got it. You just sit down and let me do everything.” His lips brushed the skin under her ear, making her shiver and her knees go weak.
She grabbed the edge of the counter with both hands, supporting herself so she wouldn’t fall. Her body was reacting before she could stop it. She felt her ass press
against his hard-on, and felt just how much he wanted her. He was hard as a rock as she pushed one more time, rocking into him. He groaned into her ear. She pushed her body so close to his that a sheet of paper couldn’t fit between them. He reached up, putting his hands on top of hers, sliding his fingers between hers.
“Tyler––” she whispered, not moving an inch.
“Grace,” he whispered in her ear as he nibbled on it and flicked his tongue on her lobe.
She gasped and pressed her ass harder up against him.
He tightened his fingers around hers as she moved again, pushing harder against him.
“Do you want this Grace?”
She wanted him more than she wanted anything in her life. The problem was admitting it and telling him she has wanted him since the moment she saw him.
“I––” She closed her mouth and gasped when he gently nibbled on her neck and shoulders.
“Yes or no, Grace.”
“Tyler . . . I––”
He slowly kissed the spot he just bit and let his tongue ease the sting of the bite. It was all she needed to make up her mind.
“Yes . . . yes, I want you,” she said.
A growl vibrated deep in his chest. He spun her around quickly, pulling her into his body and claimed her mouth with his, tugging gently on her bottom lip with his teeth and sucking it into his mouth.
“Grace,” he breathed. “You are so beautiful, so sexy, and I want you. I can’t wait anymore; I want you now . . . in my bed.”
He was lifting her and turning them both as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was kissing her as he made his way to the bedroom. Her fingers wound their way into his hair, making him groan from the shiver that went down his body.
“Is your room much further,” she murmured into his lips as they kissed.
He smiled as his arms pulled her against him, more tightly, and shook his head as they walked into the room. Kicking the door closed with his foot, he turned, pinning her back to the door, leaving trails of soft wet kisses down her neck.
The air crackled with electricity and need.
“I have thought about this moment a thousand times since I saw you at Geddy’s that night,” he said, as she nibbled on his lower lip. If he wasn’t rock hard before, he definitely was now . . . and she could feel him digging into her hip.
Yep, definitely rock hard.
It drove him wild. His desire grew from urgent to hot, scorching flames in less than a second. He tugged at her hips, pulling her closer to him.
She arched her back, pushing her center down on his hardness, moaning at the feel of it against her core. Her
entire body was humming with pleasure at every touch, lick, and kiss of his mouth. She had never felt such desire before, and she knew when she did find her release it was going to be something special . . . something explosive!
“So sexy,” he said, in a rough, harsh whisper, his mouth hot and low in her ear sending shivers down her spine. “I want to lick every inch of your body, and I think I’m going to start right here.”
He slowly licked the sensitive skin below her ear, making his way around to the front of her neck and down her collarbone.
“Tyler––”
“Tell me what you want.”
His tongue made its slow torturous decent down her collarbone to the patch of soft skin exposed at the top of her shirt.
“Tell me, Grace. Stop me now if you don’t want this.”
He was lifting her shirt now, sliding it up over her ribs as his fingers heated her skin. His breathing quickened when the shirt came up over her breasts, exposing the white lace bra she was wearing.
“I need an answer Grace. I’m dying here.”
Words failed her, but her body knew what it wanted. She wanted him. She leaned in closer, letting her tongue slide across his lips as her fingers wound their way into his hair, tugging him to her lips, and kis
sed him.
That was all the answer he needed as he yanked her shirt over her head and sent it flying across the room. He then turned with her, tossing her onto the bed.
She giggled when she hit the bed. He moaned at the sight of her half naked body lying on his bed.
It was the fantasy that had been playing in his head over and over since he met her.
She bit down on her lower lip as she watched him rip his shirt off, tossing it on the floor. His body was perfect; tanned, toned, solid sinew wrapped in pure sexiness.
His eyes were hot on her body as he made his way onto the bed and pushed her thighs apart as he slid between them, staying on his knees. His eyes never left her body. He watched the rise and fall of her chest with each breath she took as he reached for the button of her pants. He smiled a wicked sexy smile as he popped open her jeans. He got a peek of white lace when the button sprung open. He moaned and yanked her pants down, exposing the small triangle of white fabric barely covering her.
“You are so fucking beautiful. I can’t wait to lick all of you. I am going to take my time and enjoy every inch,” he said as he pulled her pants off, tossing them on the floor with the other pile of clothes.
She sat up, moving her hands up his chest and to his shoulders, down his back, and around again to the waistband of his boxers. Her fingers played with the band of his boxers. He gasped when she pulled on the zipper of his pants and slid them down. She licked her lips and he almost lost it.
“You are driving me out of my fucking mind with your sexiness, Grace! I feel like a teenager about to blow his load right now, and I haven’t even been inside of you yet,” he said. Tyler grabbed her face, pressing her mouth against his, and slid his tongue across her lower lip, sending a shiver down her spine.
She moaned and it echoed off the walls.
“Inside of me now,” she murmured as his tongue slid in her mouth. She could feel how wet she now was. Her need for him was growing with every second.
He shook his head and pushed her down on the bed, holding himself up on his elbows as she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him down onto her core and rubbing herself on him, trying to ease the throbbing between her legs.
“Not yet,” he said, kissing down her neck as his hands roamed her body. He started at her arms and moved to her hips, feeling every inch of skin and warming her with his hands as they moved up her sides, over her ribs, and to her breasts. His palms rubbed over the fabric of her bra, making her nipples tight and hard.
Another moan escaped her as his tongue licked down her collarbone and down the center of her chest. She arched her back, pushing her breasts further into his palms.
The pleasure was so intense she felt her insides clench, and she almost came when she felt his teeth bite down on her nipple, causing her to cry out.
“Tyler––”
She could hear the need in her own voice as she said his name. It made him even wilder with desire hearing her say it, knowing she was enjoying the things he was doing to her.
His teeth grazed her nipple again over the fabric. He wanted to feel more of her skin on his lips, and he used his teeth to tug her bra down, letting his tongue flick across her exposed right nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
“Oh god, Tyler!” she breathed, as his lips came down around her nipple and his tongue flicked over it one more time. His other hand yanked down the other side of her bra and cupped her breast while his thumb brushed over her nipple. His tongue flicked back and forth over the other nipple in between gentle nibbles, teasing her, pushing her closer to the edge with every touch and lick. His hands went around her back, unhooked her bra, and slid the straps down her arms. After freeing her from that white lace, he tossed her bra to the side of the bed.
Lifting his head, he took in the sight of her, beautifully naked, underneath him. Her nipple still wet from his mouth, and her legs wrapped around his waist, made his heart race. His eyes locked onto hers and he got lost in them.
Something about the way she looked back at him took his breath away.
“I know you don’t want to hear this now, but your ex-boyfriend was an idiot for letting you go. You are the most beautiful thing I have even seen, and I intend to show you all night just how beautiful you are,” he said, as his lips found her nipples again.
She was breathing erratically now. She was wet and throbbing between her legs. She was close to having an orgasm.
His lips moved from her hard nipples to the sides of her breasts, leaving feather like kisses as he made his way to her belly, kissing, licking, and sucking every inch of skin.
He unwrapped her legs from around his waist, pushing them open as he got up on his knees. He looked down at her white lace thong and ran his finger from her cleavage to her belly button, over the line of her thong, and right down the center to find her wetness. His other hand cupped one of her full breasts as he rubbed his thumb over her nipple, causing her hips to rock back and forth against his hand. Her breath was caught in her throat, and her need for him to be inside her was like a raging wild fire taking over her body.
“You’re so wet,” he hissed, leaning down to kiss her lips softly. One of his fingers pushed the fabric aside, giving him access to slide his fingers inside of her.
His finger slid down her opening, parting her lips and feeling just how wet she really was. He moaned when his finger slid inside, and she moaned and arched her back, pushing his finger deeper.
Slowly, he moved his finger in and out while his thumb rubbed small circles over her most sensitive area, making her body shiver. She closed her eyes, trying to absorb all of the pleasure he was giving her. It was intense and building up, and she was ready to explode with each brush of his thumb and thrust of his finger. Her hips were rocking back and forth, meeting each thrust, when she suddenly felt his tongue slide across her hip and over the tiny strap of her thong.
“I hope you aren’t fond of these panties because they are coming off––now!” he said, and moaned when he tugged at the tiny fabric.It disintegrated into nothing, leaving her completely naked and so wet for him.
She gasped when the fabric broke into pieces and his tongue slid up her inner thigh as his hands gently pushed her legs apart.
She could feel his smile on the skin of her thigh as his tongue glided across her one last time.His lips found their way between her legs, which gave her another wave of intense pleasure.
He looked up at her as his tongue licked in a swirl-like pattern at her wet opening. The look in his eyes was almost enough to make her cum.
“You taste so good,” he said, as he let his tongue slide into her. His finger continued its slow thrusting motion. His tongue flicked across her most sensitive area, making slow circles and pushing her closer to the edge.
She shuttered and her hips found themselves in a rocking motion, meeting his thrusting fingers. She could
feel her insides start to clench when his tongue started flicking faster.She knew her orgasm was close when the tingles started deep in her belly and spread down her body.
“Cum for me Grace,” he said, as his tongue lapped and brushed over her most sensitive area again.
The feeling of his tongue, his fingers, and the light stubble of his face rubbing on her inner thighs was the most incredible sensation she ever felt. He sent her into a spiraling need as he sucked the sensitive nub into his mouth and slid two fingers inside her this time.
He felt her legs quiver and knew she was close. His tongue started licking in a slow circular motion again. Flicking and lapping and nibbling gently on her.
“Oh . . . ,” she moaned, biting down on her lower lip to hold back the screams.
“Mmmm, I can lick you like this forever, Grace. You taste so good. Don’t hold back your screams. No one is going to hear you, but me,” he said, as he bit the inside of her thigh, letting his teeth graze their way up to her center.
“Don’t stop Tyler, please . . .” Her voice was needy, and she was about to explode with pleasure.
Her body was wound tight.
“Tyler . . .”
He moaned at the sound of his name coming from her needy voice, and slid his tongue down her slick opening, thrusting his tongue deep inside her. His thumb grazed her center, rubbing, as his tongue moved in and out, while his hands gripped her thighs, pushing her legs further apart.
No longer able to contain the pleasure surging through her body, she let out a loud moan followed by little screams of pleasure. Her hips began writhing back and forth as he gripped them, keeping her still as his tongue flicked over her nub again. It was like a burst of fire shooting through her..
Her moans echoed off the walls and her hips moved to a sweet rhythm. Her fingers again found their way into his hair, tugging his face further into her wetness as her body rode the orgasmic bliss Tyler had just given her.
His tongue lapped her slowly until her legs felt weak and her body hummed all over with pleasure.
“You are so beautiful when you cum. I think I am going to make you cum like that again,” he said, as he kissed his way up her body. He stopped to let his tongue flick across her nipples while his other hand cupped her breast, rolling one nipple between his fingers.
Her body was still a ball of sensation. Her insides clenched in a delicious way, sending shivers down her body as his tongue slid across her nipples. He then sucked each nipple into his mouth, leaving them wet and hard all over again.
“Inside me now,” it was almost a moan. “Please, I want you inside me.”
Lifting his head, while still teasing her nipples with his mouth, he grinned and looked into her eyes. He could see how much she wanted him and needed to feel him inside
her. No other women ever made him feel the way she did just now with that look in her eyes. He felt his heart tighten as he moaned, letting his teeth gently bite down on her wet nipples, giving each one equal attention.
He loved the sweet sounds she made when she enjoyed what he did to her. He bit down again, licking her nipples and blowing gently causing them to pebble into a tight balls.