Chapter 24

Twenty-Four

SARA

Grippingthe hem of my nightgown, he lifted the delicate fabric up and over my head, his fingertips soft as rose petals on my skin. Dressed only in white, satin bikini bottoms, I stood before him, his hot gaze lingering over my naked breasts, electrifying me, making my body vibrate with anticipation.

He tipped my chin up, his lips gently brushing over mine. “I want to feel the warmth of your body as I go inside you.”

“Are you asking me what I think you’re asking me?”

“Only if you’re one hundred percent okay with it. I’m clean. You’re the first woman since Shayna that I’ve even considered doing this with.”

“I’ve only ever been with one other man my whole life besides you, and we never had unprotected sex.”

“What about…”

“I’m outside my ovulation window.”

He quirked a brow. “You’re certain it’s okay?”

“If you must know, I’m very regular. Trust me. We’re okay.”

Tom’s eyes shone with dark amusement as he scooped me up in his arms and laid me down on the bed. He climbed on top of me, stretching his body along mine, holding his weight on his forearms so as not to crush me. A wolfish grin twitched at the corners of his mouth as his fingers danced over my skin, seeking my center. The thought of having him inside me without protection—the heat of his cock filling me completely—made me even wetter.

His mouth carved an ardent path from my lips, across my jawline, to my ear lobes and neck. “I want to show you all the different ways I can love you,” he growled in a low rumble as he licked my skin, his breath making me quiver.

He pressed against me with the rhythm of his kiss, leaving no inch untouched as he traveled down my body, taking extreme and prolonged care on my chest until my nipples were diamond hard buds. He tickled my navel with his slick tongue. Every nerve ending on my body was a slave to his mouth and hands.

He parted my legs, pushing down on my thighs, silently instructing me to keep them spread. All I could do was arch my back as his fingers trailed from my toes, up my calves, to my knees and thighs, and finally to the apex between my legs. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over my mound, circling around my clit until I was soaked. My hips moved in tune to his touch as I urged him to roll off my underwear. His delay was a clear indication of his intent. Tom’s plan was one of torturous pleasure and not just release.

He must have felt how swollen I was because he rubbed at it harder.

“Tom…please.”

Hearing my plea, he finally grabbed hold of my underwear and slid them off. His fingers found my clit again very quickly; the invasion was met without resistance as I slowly gave into his expert touch, spreading my legs even wider as he buried two fingers inside me and pressed on my bundle of nerves with his thumb.

Tom knew my anatomy like no other and he played with me until my body was ready to surrender. “Tom…” I exhaled deeply. It was all he needed to hear to push him to massage my walls with more determination, coaxing me to a shuddering orgasm.

I tensed, my body rigid with aftershocks. I needed him now more than ever. He undressed and lowered himself over me again, his warm and velvety erection pressing against the cleft of my sex. I gasped as he sheathed himself inside me slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size, entering in unrushed strokes. His length and girth took up every inch of me, making my body cry out in ecstasy.

I yielded completely to his love for me, losing myself entirely to the man who would forever change me.

Our tempo hastened, our bodies battling each other as we chased relief. His groans were intense, reverberating through my bones. “Christ, Sara,” he panted, “I can’t hold it any longer. I need to come inside you, baby.”

I wanted nothing more than to have him flood me with his passion, but I wasn’t ready for this to end. I wanted to prolong the thrill my body was experiencing for as long as I could. “Not yet.” Pushing him over onto his back, I straddled him in one quick move, startling him.

“Whoa,” he said. “Plot twist.”

“I’m not a total novice, you know…” Once on top, I was able to control our pace, slowly riding down the wave. I smiled as I ground my hips over his pelvis, my eyes drinking in the sight of his body splayed underneath me. “It’s time for me to show you the many ways I can love you, too.”

He smiled back, perhaps enjoying the hint of mischief in my eyes. I arched my back as I sensually drove him to the hilt. His hands slid up my thighs as he sat up, my legs wrapping around his waist. Out gazes locked like chains, anchoring us to one another.

Tom wrapped his arms around me as we rocked against each other. His cock was buried deeper than I’d ever felt it, pushing on my G-spot with hard pressure. I’d never been so close to anyone; it was as if our souls were finally whole. His arms tightened around me as his hips pushed deeper and harder. He was about to lose control, and his ragged breaths and growls overpowered my senses, driving me to climax. I wanted to keep riding the stream of pleasure, but I forced myself to push him back down on the bed. I didn’t want to unchain myself from him, and heavens knew I wanted him to fill me with his cum, but a different kind of hunger came over me, and I decided to claim his release another way.

I slid off him then took him in my hands before he had a chance to protest. I stroked him long and hard, feeling the throb of his length and the strain in his pelvis as he approached his orgasm. He was completely under my control and the feeling was exhilarating. His massive frame lay vulnerable to me, his eyes shut and arms stretched out, every muscle in his neck and body flexed. He couldn’t have looked more beautiful. Not able to contain my appetite, I lowered my lips and licked the head of his cock in a swirling motion before slowly guiding it deep inside my mouth.

I had never enjoyed this type of intimacy before, not like this. I licked and sucked until the skin on the head of his cock was so tight it could have ripped. He grew so hard it had to hurt, but it was painfully good to hear him moaning and feel him quivering until in one final thrust, I tasted the warm, bitter sweetness of his semen.

Cursing my name out in a scream, his palm cradled my head as he continued to pulse inside my mouth.

I swallowed every drop, relishing in the fact that he was all mine and I was absolutely and undeniably all his.