Page 78 of Tasting Innocence
“Dex, please,” I plead.
He gets up, covering his length with a condom. “You want me, baby?”
I nod. “Yes. Please.”
He’s already turned me into a fiend.
Still fairly careful, but not as cautious as the first or even second time, he eases his way into me, filling me up.
“Yes,” I cry, digging my nails into his back.
Dex thrusts in and out, working at a perfect pace before we switch it up and I get on top. I’ve only done this position once before, but I find I like being in control.
I work my hips, grinding myself on him while he caresses my thighs, ass, and breasts.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he says.
I drop my head back and keep rocking. As my orgasm builds, I glance down at Dex’s handsome face. He’s completely entranced by me and my movements, not taking his eyes or hands off of me. Pressing my chest against his, I quicken my pace, chasing that amazing sensation.
“Yes, baby,” he says quietly, groaning in my ear. “God, you feel so good.”
“Dex,” I cry. “Oh my God.”
I move fast until the orgasm hits and my entire body tenses up as I explode around him. He holds onto my hips, thrusting into me from below as I bite down on my lip to keep from being too loud.
Fast as lightning, he flips us over and pushes in and out, fast and hard.
“Fuck,” he grunts.
“Yes,” I whimper. “Oh God.”
“Oh shit,” he cries before releasing a sexy moan as he comes. “Oh fuck. Yes,” he hisses, dropping his sweat slicked forehead to my shoulder.
He pulls out and collapses next to me, both of us breathing heavily.
“That was good,” I say between pants.
“Oh Violet,” he says, taking in a gulp of air. “Sweet Violet. You’re gonna be the death of me.”
I let out a small laugh. “What do you mean?”
“You’ve completely ruined me.”
I turn to the side. “What?” I say, another giggle on my tongue.
“Nothing has ever felt like this before. I know you may not believe me, but this...this is different. Unlike anything else, and it’s because you mean so much to me. I’ve never cared about any other girl before. And it really does make a difference.”
I reach out and drag my knuckles gently over his eyebrow and down his cheek. “I care about you, too.”
“Thanks for not letting my reputation scare you away,” he says with a crooked grin.
“We aren’t what people say about us, and we aren’t the questionable decisions we make. Everyone has the opportunity to grow and change. You sleeping around is hardly something to keep you from being a good person.”
“And that’s why you’re so sweet. You see past all that and see me for me.”
“You’re pretty great.”
“And you’re the best there’s ever been.”