growl into the kiss.
But none of those things are what make this kiss different. This kiss connects us in a way that will be painful to break. She agrees to date me with this kiss. Agrees to be mine. She gives herself to me, and I give myself to her. Whatever happens from here on out is either going to be the most wonderful thing either of us has experienced, or it’s going to wreck us. There is no in between.
“We are really doing this?” Mila asks between kisses.
“Well, we were doing this, but then you stopped to ask me a question.”
She laughs and hits me playfully on the chest, knocking me back onto her bed.
She releases her hair from her high ponytail, letting her locks frame her face. “Yes, we are definitely doing this,” I growl.
She licks her lips, then grabs the hem of her shirt and lifts, revealing her black bra. Then she slowly undoes her jeans like she’s trying to strip for me again. I’m mesmerized with her body. With everything she does. I have to be hers. I’ve been hers since she climbed on my back after she injured herself on that hike. But I’m not sure she’s been mine until this moment.
It feels like she has a vice grip on my heart, and if she squeezes too hard, she’s going to obliterate me.
“Strip,” she commands looking at me with flirty eyes. She stands confidently in front of me in nothing but her underwear and bra. Another reason I’m falling. No matter which version of herself she is, she’s confident.
I quickly rid myself of my shirt, jeans, and underwear until I’m naked on her bed with a condom I pulled out of my jeans pocket lying next to me.
She eyes the condom but doesn’t take it initially. Instead, she slowly climbs up the bed between my legs as she eyes my rock hard cock.
When she reaches me, she kisses the tip far too sweetly.
I groan. This is going to be torture if we continue moving this slowly.
She smirks as she lazily rolls her tongue around my shaft, barely touching me at all, but driving me insane all the same.
“That’s not fair; I never tortured you.”
She laughs. “You’ve tortured me every day I’ve worked for you.”
I frown.
She grips my cock firmly in her hand as she wraps her mouth around the tip. Damn, I about come with just her touch.
She smiles like she knows the power she has over me. She’s always had it over my body, but now she has it over my heart too. That scares me far more than what she is capable of doing to my body.
She pumps her hand up and down my shaft with her mouth moving in unison. My eyes roll back in my head as pleasure fills every crevice in my body. I never want this to end, and yet, I want more.
This isn’t enough. Not for tonight.
I grab her hand, forcing her to stop, and pull her face toward mine to kiss her.
“Let me finish.”
“No.”
“I owe you after what you did for me in the car.”
I chuckle, shaking my head. “This isn’t about owing me anything. What I did was as much for me as it was for you. You don’t owe me anything. Ever. Remember that. But right now, I’d really like to fuck my girlfriend for the first time.”
She smiles and grabs the condom. She rips it open with her teeth and pushes it over my shaft. I rip her panties off and unhook her bra until she is fully exposed to me. I grab her hips and pull her on top of me, but I let her make the final movement on top of my cock.
She does, sliding over my cock with ease and desire I’ve never felt from her before.
“I want you so badly, Knight.”
Her body slides up and down on top of me, making it hard for me to speak as her breasts bounce in front of me.
“You have me. All of me.”
Our lips collide again as she rides me like she’s been doing it her entire life. Faster and faster she moves until I’m lost in her. Her red lips, marking me. Her breasts bouncing for me with her nipples erect for me to torture. Her pussy clenching as she slides up and down my length. Everything she does makes my decision more concrete.
This is what love should always feel like. This. Passion, courage, strength, desire, want, need, lust. But I’ve seen