Chasing Charli - Kat Mizera Page 0,28

slowly took his hands and let him pull her to her feet. He led her up the stairs and into the master bedroom. He stripped off his jeans and boxers and got on the bed, pulling her with him.

“Do you want me as much as I want you?” he whispered.

“Yes.” She was shy and nervous and a little overwhelmed, but there wasn’t a chance in hell she was saying no. It had been so long since she’d been intimate with anyone, and one look at his naked body was enough to remove all remnants of doubt. Even if he walked out the door and she never heard from him again, she wanted to know what it would be like to have a man with a body like his touching her.

And he was truly magnificent. Long and lean, he wasn’t particularly muscular, but every inch of him was hard and toned. The muscles in his thighs had flexed as he’d walked to the bed, and the V made by his oblique muscles led her eyes to his happy trail. It was made up of pale red hair and ended at the most perfect cock she’d ever seen. Well, she’d only seen two in person, but she’d watched some porn here and there and Miikka put them all to shame. He wasn’t huge but he wasn’t small, and his cock bobbed against his groin area, thick and erect.

“Do you have a condom?” she asked as he crawled on top of her.

“Yes.” He showed her the packet in his hand.

“Kiss me, Miikka.”

His mouth found hers more forcefully than he had before, devouring her as his tongue captured hers. It was passionate and sensual and so, so good. His hands were pure magic, all over her, coaxing her into a state of arousal she hadn’t felt in a long time. Maybe not ever.

She was so lost in his touch—his hands, his mouth, his hard body—she almost missed feeling him sliding into her. It was exquisite, and he moved so slowly, she was momentarily mesmerized. He pressed his forehead to hers, their gazes locked, and they simultaneously groaned.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his hands searching for hers and lacing the fingers of both hands together. He murmured something in Finnish that she didn’t understand, but she didn’t care anyway because he’d started to move and everything went a little fuzzy from there.

Being intimate with Miikka was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. He was equal parts passionate and tender, completely focused on her pleasure. Every stroke of his cock, swipe of his tongue, and even the look in his eyes, pushed her closer and closer to ecstasy. She wasn’t used to it, most of her sexual experiences mediocre at best, and this was almost like the first time again. Except not painful, not awkward and so wonderfully romantic.

Miikka murmured in Finnish, occasionally throwing in some English, but even if her brain didn’t understand the words, her body did.

“Miikka…” She needed to say his name. It slipped from her lips before she could stop it. She felt it, as if saying his name was a physical manifestation of something incredibly important.

“Tell me what you like,” he whispered. “Harder? Slower? What gets you off?”

“You get me off,” she whispered back, kissing him. “Take me, Miikka. Make me come.”

He flipped them over so she was on top, and the pressure on her clit made her gasp. She’d never liked this position before, too insecure and unsure of herself to be comfortable, but that wasn’t the case now. He guided their rhythm until she was grinding against him, hips undulating, picking up speed. When he pinched her clit between two of his fingers, the coiling in her belly started to expand, racing through her veins and exploding out in an orgasm that made her scream.

He thrust up hard and deep, pulsing inside of her and pushing her over the edge again, until the world blurred out of control.

When she opened her eyes again, she’d collapsed against him, and he was whispering to her in Finnish.

“English,” she said softly.

“Sorry.” He kissed the side of her face. “I was telling you how beautiful you are when you come.”

“I don’t know what you looked like,” she admitted with a giggle. “I came so hard I couldn’t see.”

“This is my goal,” he said, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “To make you enjoy.”

“I definitely enjoyed it.”

“Five minutes and we go again.”

She glanced up at him. “You’ll be hard again in five minutes?”

“Probably two, but maybe