He groaned and scooped me up into his arms as he pushed to his feet, moving us to the bed. He set me gently on the edge, stepping back and bending down so his face was next to mine. “We can stop at any time, sweetheart. I don’t care where we are, if you get uncomfortable, you tell me to stop and we stop, understand?”
He held my chin, not letting me look away. “I understand, Ari.” He knelt at my feet, sliding my shoes and socks off before removing his own. He slipped off his jacket and his tie, setting them aside as well. His hands were gentle as he pulled my cardigan off, leaving only my tank top and leggings.
“Come here, Penny.” He tugged me into his arms, taking my mouth in a sweet, drugging kiss as he slid onto the bed with me. His arms held me tightly against his solid chest, cradling me against his body as his mouth worked against mine. His hand stroked down my back, gliding gently over my hip and across my thigh, stirring fires everywhere he caressed.
I undid the buttons on his shirt, baring this skin on his chest to my touch. He eased back and let the shirt fall to the bed, heedless of the fabric under his body as I caressed the muscles on his abdomen and back. His mouth trailed down my throat and across my collarbone as he shifted us, angling me onto my back on the soft down comforter. His touch was light as he tugged my tank top over my head, baring me to his gaze with a murmur of approval.
“Gorgeous.” His fingertips brushed against the swell of my breast, making me shiver as he leaned down to take my mouth again. He slid my leggings away, leaving me in my panties as his hands explored my body in smooth, gentle strokes. He touched everywhere but where I needed him, leaving me panting and desperate as I writhed.
“Ari!” I cried out as his fingers danced across my collarbone, his heated gaze taking in my hard nipples, the flush staining my skin, and the way my thighs pressed together.
“You don’t like me touching you?” he teased, his lips curling upwards as he leaned down to blow a stream of air across my nipples. I cursed and thrashed as I tried to direct his hands where I needed them, but he nimbly evaded me, moving like water and continuing his torment of my body. His hands glided down my thighs, and I widened them in invitation, a whimper of need escaping from me. “So sweet,” he murmured. His eyes stayed on mine as his touch trailed back up, circling my breasts before finally brushing over my nipples. I cried out at the pleasure that speared through me, and my hips arched off the bed in response as I reached for him.
“God, I need—”
“I know, sweetheart.” He brushed a kiss across the swell of my breast, his tongue trailing after it. “This time is for you though. Just lie there and feel.” I was helpless to do anything but what he asked of me. He took my nipple into his mouth, the heat a shock as he suckled, his fingers rolling the other between them as I groaned. He slipped between my thighs, tugging my panties down my hips as his mouth worked first one breast, then the other, never letting the pleasure dim for even a moment.
My hands found his back, digging into his rippling muscles as I arched under him, pleasure coursing through my body. “So good,” I panted out as his teeth scraped the side of my breast, the small pain soothed away with a swipe of his tongue. My hands tracked down to his hips and I pressed against him, enjoying the play of his muscles under my fingers and the sharp indents of his Adonis belt, making me groan with him as I explored his body.
“Penny, I won’t last long with your hands on me,” he warned with a chuckle as he pulled away for a moment. “I’ve wanted you for too long. Let me give this to you. There’s plenty of time for you to touch me later.” I couldn’t help the pout that formed on my lips, and a delighted laugh bubbled out of him. He wore a brilliant smile on his face as he claimed my mouth again. “Goddess, you’re perfect.” His hand slipped between us, stroking over me, and I moaned as he found my clit, working it in tight circles. He slid down my body, pressing kisses across my abdomen, before he settled between my thighs. He groaned his approval as his tongue slid through my folds. “I’ve missed your taste,” he murmured. “I want you to come for me, Penny. I want to taste you before I slide into you for the first time.”
I moaned at that, tangling my hands in his dark hair as his tongue thrust into me, his fingers working my clit in rapid circles. His mouth trailed upwards, latching onto my clit. He flicked the sensitive bundle with his tongue before he sucked, and I cried out as I came hard against his mouth. Alarick gave an approving growl, running his tongue across me as pleasure sparked through my body. He slid his way up my frame, reaching for the nightstand to pull out a condom before he shed his pants. My eyes were still bleary with pleasure as I reached for him, closing my hand over his length. He was hard and hot, velvet over steel, and he threw his head back as I stroked him. I rubbed my thumb across the fluid that pearled at his tip before sliding my hand back down. He grabbed my wrist, stilling the motion, before meeting my eyes.
“Are you sure, Penny?”
Nerves fluttered in my stomach, but I wanted him desperately. I wanted to know what he would feel like inside me, stretching me. “Yes. I want you, Ari. Please. Take me.” He groaned and leaned down to kiss me. I could taste myself on his lips as he slid the condom down his length and settled between my thighs.
“I’ll be as gentle as I can,” he told me, tilting my hips up. I could feel him press against my opening as he peppered kisses across my throat. I groaned at the sensation as he began to press inside—it burned as he stretched me, but it felt good too. One of his hands shifted to rub my clit, making me gasp as the pleasure distracted me from the burn. His mouth claimed mine again as he pushed into me, and a tearing pain shot through my body. I cried out, unable to stop myself as the agony barreled into me.
“Shh,” he whispered, pausing to let me adjust while kissing the tears from my cheeks. “It’ll ease in a minute.” He kissed me again, his fingers and mouth distracting me from the pain. Slowly, the discomfort eased, and the pleasure he was stirring in me pushed to the forefront. I lifted my hips, needing him to move, and he groaned into my mouth, sliding his body against mine as the friction built between us. He rocked his hips, his thrusts slow and smooth, and I groaned at how full I felt beneath him.
“Ari!” I cried, feeling my muscles begin to tighten as pleasure coiled low in my stomach.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me again,” he encouraged me, angling himself so that his base brushed my clit with every stroke he made. “I want to feel you come around me.” I groaned and wrapped my legs around his waist, crying out when it made him slide deeper inside me. I clawed blindly at his shoulders, pulling him down so I could press my mouth to his. My tongue twined with his, mimicking his thrusts. When he ground against me, I shattered, the pleasure too much to take, and my muscles contracted around him as I moaned. He swore, thrusting into me as he came before sliding from my body.
He dealt with the condom quickly and returned from his en-suite bathroom with a warm washcloth. I blushed as he cleaned me up, but I was too spent to object. He crawled into the bed beside me, tugging me into his arms and curling me around him. “Thank you,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my head. “That was perfect.”
I smiled, placing a kiss on his chest. “Well, we’ll have to see if we can improve on perfection then.”