22. Catherine

22

CATHERINE

I can do this. I can have sex and it not mean anything.

At least that’s what I’m telling myself as Holden continues to undress me. I’m holding my breath because even though he’s seen my jiggly parts, I’m still unnerved by the fact I’m about to be fully naked in front of him. He kisses down my neck and across my shoulder, and when he palms my breast, my back arches, pushing me fuller into his hand.

I bite my lip to keep from groaning. This feels so damn good, and already I can feel the pull of arousal in my lower belly.

He reaches behind me, unsnapping my bra with a trained hand. Don’t say it, don’t say it . But I don’t listen. “You’re pretty good at that. ”

He pulls the silky material of my bra off my body and leans back to look at me. “What? The bra?”

Fuck, I should have kept my mouth closed. No one wants to be having sex with an insecure woman. I know he’s had plenty of practice undressing women, so why did I have to bring it up? “Forget it… forget I said anything.”

He’s breathing hard, but he manages to get the sentence out. “You’re the only one I’m thinking of right now… since the first time I saw you, you’re the only woman I’ve thought about… the only woman I want to do this with. The past doesn’t matter. All that matters is right now… Me and you.”

I’m pretty sure my heart literally flips in my chest. “Charmer.”

He glances down my body, then shakes his head. “Fuck, you’re perfect, Cat.” He cups my pussy and presses the heel of his hand against my swollen clit. “I need to see the rest of you.”

I slowly kick off my shoes and take off my socks and pants and then take a deep breath and remove my underwear. I’m standing completely naked in front of him. He puts his hand on my shoulders, turns me until the back of my knees are against the bed and then gently lays me backwards.

He hovers over me, and I try to close my legs, but he stops me. “No, let me look at you.”

His chest expands with every breath he takes, and his muscles ripple as he runs his hands down my inner thigh. He stops before he gets to where I need him to be, but before I let him know my frustration, he puts his hand at my core, and my whole body reacts to his touch.

He slides his finger through my slit and grunts, “Fuck, you’re so pretty, Cat. You’re so wet… have you been thinking about this all night?”

I couldn’t lie to him if I wanted to. It’s like he has me in a trance, and I nod my head.

He slides his thumb over my engorged clit, and I suck in a breath and grip the bedcover into my hands. He smiles. “I need to hear you say it, Cat. Were you thinking of this while you were sitting next to me at the ballgame tonight? Were you thinking of my mouth on you?”

I suck in air to my lungs, but it feels like I can’t catch my breath. I knew he was a charmer, but I didn’t know he had a degree in dirty talk. He’s circling my clit and then slides his finger through my swollen slit. “Come on, Cat. Talk to me, baby. Tell me if you’ve been thinking about me… about this… about us.”

With my head thrown back, I can’t process anything. He has me completely wound tight, and I need a release. But when he pulls his hand away, I whimper and grab on to his arm. “Yes, yes. I’ve thought about this… about you way before I should have.”

“When?” he demands.

“Holden,” I whisper because he’s bringing me closer to an orgasm. “Please,” I beg him.

He’s pumping one finger inside me in a slow motion as he caresses my nub with his other hand. “Tell me, Cat. When?”

I lean up on my elbows to look at him. He’s staring at my pussy, and his mouth is so close I can feel his hot breath on my thighs. “I wanted you since I looked at your picture in your intake folder. Before I met you, before I heard your voice, and before I ever touched you, I wanted you.”

His smile is instant, and he gives my pussy a little pat. “Good girl.”

I’m about to groan in frustration until he settles his big shoulders between my thighs with his face right in front of my sex. “Holden?”

“I need to taste you, Cat. ”

He doesn’t wait for me to answer. He presses his tongue against my swollen womanhood and strokes it from my entrance to the tight bundle of nerves. My head falls back again. “Oh God.”

When he sucks my clit into his mouth, I know I’m a goner. The orgasm hits me hard and fast, and my hips buck against him with uncontrolled fury. His strong arm goes across my hips to hold me in place while his tongue devours me. My whole body gets hot, and my muscles are pulled so tight that I feel like I may break any minute, and then all of a sudden, something snaps, and I let the feeling rush through me.

I thought I'd climaxed before, but this is on a whole new level. My body has no control and jerks under his touch. He laps at me, moaning as he devours my desire.

“One more,” he demands.

I lift my head in shock and shake it side to side. “I can’t… there’s no way.”

He just smiles at me. He’s back to circling my clit with his finger. “That sounds like a challenge, Cat.”

“No, no, it’s not… I’m good… what about you? ”

“Give me one more… that’s what I want right now.”

As I look down at him between my thighs, I take in my flushed body, erect nipples, and the beard burn on my thighs. I can still feel the aftershocks of that earth-shattering orgasm, and I really don’t think I can give him what he wants. “I don’t think I can.”

He kisses the mound of my pussy. “Do you trust me?”

I nod. “Yes.”

He turns his hand palm up and prods his finger inside me. He enters me slowly and then pulls out before repeating the pattern. I stutter, “Oh, I can’t have an orgasm with penetration—Oh.”

Mid-sentence, he curled his finger up and started stroking me on the inside. I’ve heard of the G-spot, but I’ve never—“Oh God,” I moan.

He strokes me from the inside, and the pleasure is immense. I grab at the sheets on the bed and pull at them as he continues stroking me. When he presses down on my lower belly, there’s no holding back. The orgasm takes over, and it’s like I’m possessed. The sounds I make, the way my body convulses, and the pleasure is so intense it almost feels like I’m dying .

My pussy floods, and he moans before kissing me again and then moving his way up my body. When he lays his body on top of mine, I can barely open my eyes, but I feel the dig of his denim jeans against my bare skin. “You have too many clothes on,” I mutter.

He laughs and rolls off me to stand next to the bed. I pry my eyelids open to watch him, and by the time he’s down to his underpants, I’m on full alert. I roll to my side and watch him as he stands there with a hand on each side of his shorts, but he’s not moving.

“Go ahead.”

He takes a deep breath and then drops his shorts and steps out of them. I reach for him before I can even process what I’m doing. I put one finger on his tip and swipe at the precum dripping from him.

I bring my finger to my mouth to taste him, and he moans.

I smile up at him. “My turn.”

I grab his hand and pull him toward me. It takes some work, but I get him to his back and lean over him. I look at his engorged manhood and back at him. He’s looking at me through hooded eyes and smiling, waiting patiently. “You okay? ”

I swallow and nod. “Yeah, but I feel like I should warn you… uh, I haven’t done this in a long time, so uh, I feel like I should apologize—”

He cuts me off by pulling me under my arms until I’m sprawled out over top of him. “Already this has been the best experience I’ve ever had. If you don’t want to—”

“No.” I stop him. “I want to, I just don’t want to disappoint you.”

“You can’t,” he assures me.

I spread my legs so I’m straddling him and lean up. I start to move down, and his cock strokes along my core as I crawl down his body. I wrap my hand around his girth and hold on to him as I press my tongue to his tip. He moans instantly, and I do it again.

As I get more confident, I open my mouth, taking him in, letting him hit the back of my throat. I gag, but I’m not a quitter. Over and over, I take him, and as I raise my eyes to look at him, I know he’s close.