“So am I.”
“It hasn’t been six dates.” One of his hands slid up my side and he cupped my breast, swiping his thumb along the nipple over the fabric then pinching the tip until I moaned. “Fuck!” He groaned, plucking at the peak until I was so hot and bothered, I cried out, ribbons of pleasure rippling through me, priming my sex for his entry.
“Please, Kyson, I’m dying over here.” I hooked my leg over his thigh and used the friction of his body to grate along my throbbing core.
“I don’t have a lot of time to give you, especially after yesterday.” His words were a throaty growl, as though he was just as raw and ragged in this moment as I was. He pressed his lips to the space just under my ear and kissed his way down the column of my neck until he reached the top of my camisole. With his teeth he dragged the material down, then used his fingers to prop a breast out the top. It was graphic, needy and completely caveman-like, and I was all about it.
His mouth was burning hot as he took the abused tip inside and swirled it with his tongue before sucking rhythmically until I was breathless.
“Fast is good. Let’s go with fast,” I breathed.
He lifted up, letting my breast go with a final plop as he got to his knees. “Top off. Now, Isa.”
I grinned, gripped the edges of my top and pulled it up and over my head, tossing it to the side. “You, too,” I returned.
He backed off the bed and I swear I was having a moment of déjà vu. Only this time, there was no stopping us. His daughter was at school and his partner probably already downstairs getting to work.
Kyson yanked his T-shirt over his head then bent over and untied his work boots before toeing them off along with his socks. I shoved off my boy short panties at the same time and lay back completely buck naked, taking in his masterful broad chest, tight washboard abs and nipped-in waist. The man’s body was insane. Stupid, ridiculously, crazy hot. Something no man should be granted for fear it would make smart girls everywhere dumb as a rock the second he bared it.
His light eyes darkened at the sight of my completely naked body and I bit down on my bottom lip, shivers of excitement racing through my veins. I had to clench my fingers together so I wouldn’t reach for him.
“Just as I thought. Your body is perfect...everywhere.”
On that statement I brazenly opened my thighs and let my knees fall to the sides, showing him everything.
I watched as he took in my sex, and then zeroed in on the hands I couldn’t keep to myself. I ran them over my large breasts, teasing the peaks until I sighed before moving down my stomach, my thighs and lower in a featherlight caress. “Hurry, baby...” I whispered, not at all hiding the need in my voice.
He stood utterly still but his nostrils flared, and his eyes went even darker with lust as he clenched his hands into fists and licked his lips as if he was imagining touching me the way I was touching myself.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever done or seen in my entire life.
While I teased myself, he undid his jeans and pushed them and his underwear down to the floor, then kicked them away.
His erection was high and proud. Thick and long. My mouth watered as I watched him curl his large hand around the base of his shaft and give the length a luxurious stroke where he ran his thumb around the wet tip.
I swallowed against my dry throat, reached out my arms and called to him, “Come to me, please.”
His corresponding smirk turned into a predatory grin.
“Not before I get my taste. Been waiting a long time to have your sweetness on my tongue, and I’m taking my fill,” he said as he grabbed my ankles, tugged my body to the edge of the bed, fell to his knees and pressed his mouth to my center.
I cried out, my fingers going straight for his hair as I lifted my hips toward his mouth.
He groaned long and deep, licking me from top to bottom and swirling his tongue around and around in dizzying circles that made me pant and my clit throb to the same beat as my heart.
As I’d come to find with all things Kyson, he was a master at this, too. Just when he drove me to the pinnacle, he’d back down, lick me softly and place gentle kisses all over my thighs and pelvis until I’d start squirming again. Then he’d bring out the big guns by flattening his tongue and using it to drive me crazy as he teased, nipped and sucked, holding my thighs wide open, forcing me to take every ounce of pleasure until I skyrocketed so high I exploded against his tongue.
He kept at me until the aftershocks left and he built up the excitement and arousal all over again. I tugged on his hair and he lifted his face. That smirk I adored was back in place. Me, I’m sure I looked like I’d been through a tornado, but I didn’t care.
“Get up here,” I demanded and for once he complied without hesitation.
I wrapped my hand around his length the moment I could reach it. He grunted as I stroked it up and down and ran my lips and then my tongue along his strong neck so I could taste him.
“Isa, I don’t have a condom...”
I smiled against his skin then bit down on the base of his neck, lost to my desire to mark him, take him in my body, claim him as my own.
“IUD, honey. I’m protected and it’s been a long time. Been tested since the last time. I’m clean. You?”
“Jesus.” He took my mouth as I swirled my thumb around the pearls of moisture seeping from the tip of his cock.
He settled his hips between my thighs and let my mouth go to look into my eyes. He cupped my cheek. “I’m clean. You can trust me, baby.”
“I do. I trust you, Kyson. And you can trust me. I’d never lie to you.” It was not only a promise but also a commitment.
He closed his eyes and nodded.
When he opened them there was so much hope and light in them, I lost my breath. He centered his length against me. As he eased inside, he dipped his mouth to press his lips against mine. “I believe you,” he whispered and then took my mouth in a soul-blending kiss.
Kyson kissed me as he retreated and thrust inside my body over and over again. Each thrust better than the last. Each kiss deeper than the first. It was magnificent. A dance only the two of us knew.
When I couldn’t take the duality of his depth inside my body and his tongue in my mouth, I arched my neck and soared, allowing him to manipulate my form and find his own pleasure as every nerve ending sizzled and my sex locked around his length in a viselike grip.
“Fuck, baby, it’s so good. Never been this fuckin’ good.” He groaned loud and long against my ear, the layers of his hair tickling my nose and lips as he held on, pumping wildly until his release overtook him and his large body shuddered against mine.
For a few minutes after, he slowly eased his length in and out as though he was coming down from the highest high and needed to pace himself, walk instead of run.