Love In Moments (Love Distilled #2) - Scarlett Cole Page 0,49
about all the times they’d gotten wound up around each other. He must be hurting too.
She slid her hand between their bodies and reached for him, capturing his groan with her mouth when she squeezed him through his boxer briefs. His head breached the waistband and his abs flinched when she brushed it.
“Liv,” he growled and gripped her wrist.
Olivia grinned. It felt good to tease him.
“As much as I like this on, I need it off.” In one swift move, he tugged the jersey over her head. Her bra swiftly followed, leaving them in their underwear. “Mmm. There is seriously nothing better than the feel of your skin.”
Anders ran his fingertip along her collarbone, down the valley between her breasts, past her navel to the waistband of her panties. When he slid his fingers beneath the elastic, she shivered with need. “It was so hot watching you do this to yourself yesterday. I drove home and couldn’t even make it out of the hallway before I jerked off. That’s what you do to me, Liv.”
As his fingers slipped between her legs, her back arched off the bed.
“Anytime something I do to you isn’t enough, you tell me. You know what works. Until I know you well enough, I might get it wrong. Tell me if I’m too high.” He pressed his finger into her but rubbed closer to her clit.
Olivia groaned, aware that he watched her every reaction.
“Tell me if I’m too far back.” His fingers moved closer to her butt, a finger skimming over places she’d never tested before.
“Tell me if it’s too shallow.” He added a second finger but didn’t go anywhere near as deep.
It was almost embarrassing how wet she’d gotten for him.
“Tell me if it’s too deep,” he said, and slid his fingers in so far, the rest of his fingers were pressed against her.
“Anders,” she gasped. “Go high and deep.”
He followed her instructions immediately, and she writhed against his hand, gripping his wrist to hold him exactly where she wanted him.
“I could get off just watching you.” He took a nipple between his lips before circling his tongue around the tip. When he sucked again, she felt a tug deep inside her.
Without thinking, she reached for his hair and held him close while he held her to the bed with his fingers and mouth.
His fingers left her suddenly, and she missed them immediately. Her breath came in short gasps as he moved to the end of the bed and pulled her panties down. For a moment, he simply studied her, dragging his lower lip between his teeth. Then he stood and removed his own underwear, and she was reminded just how big Anders was. As he squeezed his shaft once, then twice, everything inside her tightened.
It turned her on immensely, the way he held himself, and she sighed when he let go to reach for the vibrator and kneel between her thighs. A calloused palm stroked her thigh before Anders dipped his thumb into her wetness and circled her clit.
He held the small bullet-shaped vibrator toward her. “Show me, Liv.”
Olivia’s heart raced into overdrive. A flicker of embarrassment passed through her, but as he continued to stroke himself, she became aware that there was nothing to be ashamed of. And its use would guarantee she’d get off, if she could just put her worries to the side and trust him.
Or perhaps more importantly, trust herself.
She took the vibrator from him and turned it on, the buzz the only sound in the room.
A look of pure hunger filled his gaze, a gaze that told her she could do no wrong when they were in bed together like this. His eyes tracked her movements as she lowered the vibrator’s smooth tip to just above her clit.
“Wait,” Anders said, his voice rough. He squeezed a little lube onto the back of his hand. With his index finger, he circled the lube, warming it, before he gently rubbed it over her clit. He took the remaining lubricant and spread it around her opening.
“Better?”
Olivia tried to answer, but words were stuck in her throat at his thoughtfulness. She wasn’t the person her ex had told her she was. She wasn’t frigid. Or cold. There wasn’t something medically wrong with her. She’d simply needed a man willing to spend just a few moments of extra effort, someone who would ensure she had the time she needed to feel comfortable.