Lying on top of Nicola, Alex felt intoxicated. It was the only way to describe it—as if someone had opened him up and filled him to the brim with pure desire. And someone had— she had. The vanilla scent of her, the softness of her lips and skin—he wanted to lose himself completely in her.
She sat forward and he pulled her dress over her head. Then he reached around her back and removed her bra, exposing her perfect, tan-lined breasts. “Gorgeous,” he whispered, spiraling around each nipple with a fingertip. She raised a breast toward his mouth, and he obliged her with a long, slow suck. She moaned. “Alex…”
Slowly. There’s no rush.
It was true. This moment only came once in a relationship, no matter how long or short. The first time, that wild collision of anticipation and reality—and he wanted to enjoy it to its fullest. But his cock, already rock-hard, was dictating something quite different.
Her panties were next. He hooked his fingers over the sides and slowly slid them down, revealing a perfect, trim triangle. “I finally get to really see you,” he breathed. “As beautiful as every other part of you.”
Lowering his tongue, he teased her clit with a few quick licks. Like he was the conductor and she the symphony, her hips curved upward to meet him. Slowly, he parted her lips and slid two fingers inside. “You’re ready for me.”
“So ready,” she gasped.
“And I’m more than ready for you.”
“Prove it,” she said, reaching for the button on his shorts, but he caught her wrists and gently pushed them over her head.
“Now, now, no touching.”
Straddling her waist, he pulled his T-shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts and pulled them down so they rested across her tummy. His large cock, rock-hard and aching for her, sprang out above her breasts. “You see? I told you,” he said.
“You’re fucking perfect,” she breathed, reaching for him, but he pushed her arms up again.
“You’ll have me in a minute,” he whispered, bringing his mouth down to her ear and giving her earlobe a quick nip. “Once I’m inside you, you can touch me all you want. Oh, and by the way?”
“Yes?” she managed.
“Get ready, because I’m going to make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life.”
Her eyes opened wide—pupils dilated, face flushed, she was the picture of lust personified. Alex rose up again, tossed his shorts and boxers aside and got the condom on. Then he lowered himself onto his hands and poised his hips over hers. She opened for him, drawing her knees up. “I need you now…”
“I’ll be there soon, I promise. Guess how wet you are?” he teased, dipping his cock down just enough to bury his head inside her.
“The wettest I’ve ever been.”
“I certainly hope so,” he said hoarsely. “Because I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard.” And with that he slowly pushed himself inside her, a small moan escaping both their lips. He buried himself to the hilt, feeling her warm wetness close around him. It was heaven—the feeling of her, her head thrown back in ecstasy with her eyes locked on his.
He started to move, thrusting slowly at first but quickly gaining speed.
“You feel so good. So good ,” she gasped.
He wanted it to last forever, but it felt so fucking amazing, he just wanted to drive it into her over and over again, faster and faster until—
He forced himself to slow down, and Nicola took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his back and push him sideways. A half roll and she was on top of him, her long hair brushing her nipples as she rocked back and forth. Seeing her eyes closed, completely consumed with her arousal, was maybe the biggest turn-on of all. He caught her arms and slid one hand down to hers to catch it, then he brought it to her pussy. “Touch yourself. Let me see how you do it,” he said.
She obliged, using her middle finger to tease herself as she continued to ride on top of him. “Ohhh…” She threw her head back, lost in the moment, and then she pitched forward and braced her hands on either side of his shoulders. Hooking her feet around the inside of his knees to open herself wider, she rocked herself against his pubic bone with his cock buried inside her. That she knew her body well enough to take charge of her own pleasure—a fresh wave of heat flooded Alex’s groin.
“Oh, God,” she said, inhaling sharply. “Oh, God, here I come…”
“Yes—”
He felt her contractions squeeze his cock at the same time her mouth opened to let out a delicious moan. Alex grabbed her around the hips, anchoring her onto him as she rode wave after wave of her orgasm. It was all he could do to control himself as he watched her beautiful face contort with ecstasy, but he was aching to thrust into her one last time. When she finally let out a long exhale, he held on to her ass tightly and started moving again, building speed as he fucked her upward. The sound of their breathing and flesh slapping against flesh filled the room. Nicola’s mouth fell open and her eyelids lowered as she gasped, taking every stroke with a tiny moan of rapture.
That did it. Alex fell over the edge, letting out a massive breath as he drove himself up one last time to empty himself deep inside her. His orgasm ripped from his body almost violently—long, intense pulses of the hottest kind of pleasure that he never wanted to end.
At last his hips dropped down, leaving only the sound of their ragged breathing in the room. Nicola collapsed on top of him, and he rolled her sideways so he was still inside her with his arms and legs wrapped around her. “Was I right?” he asked as he caught his breath.
“What, you couldn’t tell?” she replied coyly.
“I don’t know. I don’t have much to compare it to.”
She caught his hand in hers as it trailed up her hip. “Then I guess we’ll need to change that.”
“I hope so,” Alex said softly. “So…no regrets?”
When Nicola didn’t immediately answer, Alex began to wish he hadn’t asked. He certainly didn’t have any. In fact, their union had only made him want every part of this woman—her body, her mind, even her heart—even more. But then she spoke again. “No regrets. And the weird thing is that I knew I wouldn’t have any, even though I’ve never done anything like this before. I just feel… I don’t know—comfortable with you, I guess.”
Alex smiled. “Me, too.”
Nicola gave a short giggle. “Really? I think you feel more than comfortable right now.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Meaning you just fucked me. Aren’t you supposed to be getting soft?”
“I guess my cock missed the memo,” Alex said, wrapping a strand of her hair around his hand and giving it a gentle tug.
“I’m not complaining.”
“Oh, no?” He rolled her under him. It was unbelievable but true—just minutes after coming, he was ready to go again. What was with this woman?
“You’re going to be sore tomorrow,” he warned her.
“Then you better make it worth my while.”
“Oh, I plan to,” Alex replied, taking her nipple in his mouth as he positioned himself between her thighs.
NICOLA AWOKE TO the sound of running water in the bathroom. She rolled over to see that Alex’s side of the bed was empty, but a tray of food sat on the desk—coffee and orange juice, a basket of pastries and a plate of cut fruit covered with plastic wrap.
“Hello, beautiful,” Alex said. Nicola turned to see him coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his hips.
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