Page 34 of Charm Me

He was on top of me before I caught my breath. His mouth latched onto mine in a deep, passionate exploratory kiss. His hot lips moved to my throat as his hands found my breasts. He gently pinched my nipples coaxing a gasp out of me. He knew just how to touch me to elicit the greatest amount of pleasure.

His lips trailed down my chest while his fingers brushed across my stomach and plunged between my legs. He gave each nipple a hard suck and nip before he stood, watching me as he sank a thick finger inside me. He pumped in and out and swirled his thump over my clit until I curse.

“Does that feel good, love?” His voice was low and husky.

“Yes.” I breathed. “More.”

“I need to taste you.” He murmured before crawling up my body, swooping an arm underneath me to move me up the bed. He pressed a kiss to my lips before working his way back down my body, this time with purpose and intent. His teeth grazed across every sensitive part of me making me wetter with every touch.

He settled between my legs and slid his finger inside me again. “Please, Wyatt.”

With a hungry look in eyes, he dropped his mouth on me. With a hard lick, the roughness of his tongue combined with the prickly hairs of his beard almost sent me over the edge. He wasn’t gentle or slow with his assault on me tonight. He was aggressive, taking what he wanted, and I loved it.

I was so close to coming when he slowed his pace, denying me the release my body so urgently wanted. But then he sucked my clit into his mouth as he plunged his fingers inside me, and I crashed into him. My entire body shook and convulsed, and I screamed out my release. His hands clasped onto my hips and held me in place. His broad shoulders pressed my legs open wider and despite my panting pleas and trembling body he continued feasting on me. I shamelessly rocked my hips into his mouth, more than ready for what he was offering.

His tongue slid inside me and his teeth graze my clit, pushing me into a second release. Waves of intense pleasure pulsed through me, one after another, in pure ecstasy. He stayed with me, just like I stayed with him, until my body stilled, and I had nothing else to give.

He leaned back and wiped his face, his hard eyes on me. “I will never tire of makin’ you come. Sexiest damn thing I’ve ever seen.”

Damn he could make me smile like no one else. “Come here and show me what else you like.”

With one hand, he held himself over me. His fervent gaze locked me in place. He lightly touched my cheek and ran his fingertip along my jawline and to my chin.

“Hey,” he said. Ever so softly, his lips touched mine.

“Make love to me, Wyatt.” My voice was a little breathless, anxious about the next words I was about to speak. “I want to feel you, and only you. I’m ... I’m on the pill.”

His eyes locked on mine, and they darkened. “You sure? You trust me that much?”

“I do. Do you trust me?” I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth and bit down. I’d never had sex with any man without a condom before and this felt so reckless and senseless and perfect in every way. It didn’t matter that I’d been on the pill with Michael. I’d dated him for over a year and never trusted him enough to let him enter me bare. But here I was with a man I’d only known for a week and I trusted him with my life.

“Yes.” His voice croaked.

“Then make love to me, just you.” He pressed his hard cock between my legs and rubbed it against my wet center.

“As many times as I can manage, I’m yours.” His lips crashed into mine as he adjusted his tip at my entrance. His kiss was fierce, but he sank into me so slowly, taking his time before he stopped. “Fuck, Zoe. This is a first for me and you feel so fuckin’ good.”

I swallowed hard. My breathing was labored because he was right. This felt amazing. I had no idea a how good a man could feel until this moment. “It’s a first for me too.”

“Are you fuckin’ serious.” His cock twitched and hardened more inside me. He sank a little deeper and I moaned. “I’m really the first man to take you bare?”

“Yes.”

“Holy hell, love.” He pulled most of the way out of me and then slammed into me until he was buried to the hilt. He felt so good, too good, and saying goodbye to him tomorrow just got a whole lot harder. I’d been waiting my entire life for this moment, with him, and I didn’t know it until now. His body sang to mine in perfect harmony and with each thrust I cried out in return. Our bodies were perfectly in sync. We moved together, knowing exactly what the other was going to do without needing to say a word. When I trembled, so did he. And when I moaned, his moan chased after mine.

I didn’t know who’s release came first, but I felt his coming before mine crashed over me like an avalanche. He erupted inside me, heightening my own release. Holding me close, both our bodies shaking from fiery tremors and aftershocks that left us both wrecked and sated.