Working as rapidly as possible, I jerked his pants down his legs. Corey locked his fingers into the belt loops of my jeans and pulled me up to him.
He flipped me back onto the bed, while he moved over my body. His tongue and lips trailing from my neck down to the swell of my breast, before his mouth claimed it and pulled my lip between his teeth. My body arched into his mouth, while whimpers escaped my lips before I had any ability to stop it. His talented mouth moved to my other breast while his long fingers drew a line down the center of my body until he reached the warmth between my thighs. The second his fingers touched my sex, I lost all control of my moans and let out a scream. Between the sweet assault against my nipple and the torture of his fingers sliding over and in my sex I quickly felt my orgasm building, until I could no longer stand it. I came around his fingers with a yell that brought a growl from Corey’s throat.
I couldn’t stand it anymore. The desire for him to take me grew—I needed to take him and show him what I couldn’t tell him. I was his, there was no doubt about that anymore. My qualms from the past, watching my father walk away from us and the prospect of having to return to New York were the things holding me back. But when I was with Corey, all my reservations and inhibitions went away.
As I came down from the amazing place only Corey knew how to bring me to, I decided to take things into my own hands. I climbed on top of him and let my tongue trail along his body, the way he did across mine. While my mouth was giving attention to his chest, I moved my hips against his growing erection. A hiss blew out through his clenched teeth, as I stroked him slowly with no clothes between us.
“Dani baby…shit you feel so good.” I sat up just enough to run his tip along the most sensitive part of my body. My hips rolled around him as his fingers dug into my thighs with enough force that I didn’t doubt I was going to have bruises in the morning.
“So you want me all to yourself?” Corey looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. His hands moved up my sides then back down to my hips.
“You’re mine, Danielle. Deny it all you fucking want, but I’m the one that shares a bed with you. I’m the one in your heart.” The purr of his words sent a shiver through my body that affected the spot between where our hips were touching.
“Take me.” My words rolled out. At the same time I dropped my hips down against him he thrust his pelvis upwards. The force shook us both and we cried out together. Corey’s hands left my hips and he held them in front of me. My hands instantly laced with his and I pressed against him while I began to move my hips. I rocked my body forward and backward, swirling my body in a circular motion, Corey’s eyes rolled back into his head. The stifled groans coming from him, was all the encouragement I needed to show him moves I had held back before tonight. Ever so slowly, I guided my body up and down his hard, pulsing length. Keeping my head on straight while Corey thrust in and out of me was more difficult than I thought it was going to be. I rolled my hips in another circle before I took him by surprise and bobbed my body up and down, dropping down hard each time. My body was screaming for its release but I refused to let this be over quite yet.
I turned myself around so my back faced him. His hands roamed up and down my slick skin, while I clenched my hands around his legs and really began to move. Back and forth, side to side and even thrusting up and down. The feral noises leaving Corey turned me on more than just about anything else did. He quickly sat up and wrapped his arms around my chest. My knees were straddling his hips so I readjusted enough so I could take over once again. My hips ground against him while he thrust himself in; filling me to the hilt. My eyes could no longer stay open