Holt's Holding (Part One) - By A Dagmara Page 0,29

my rob undone and falling to the bed.

I was perfectly exposed, as he offered a wicked grin. With urgency, his lips fell to my abdomen and began their tender and erotic exploration, sparking my desire.

His lips and tongue were a perfect mix lowering down then slightly pausing. He was perfectly centered between my legs as his tongue went down and teased my now heated desire. His mouth was working its genius on my heated desire, taking me into a full blaze. His tongue licking, circling then finally penetrating me.

“Oh, Lord”…I yelled, as my back arched up off the bed. My hands above my head gripping the headboard my body quickly tensed all around with my climax fully reached. Shit, he was very gifted. Second time today he had me completely abandon all sense of reason.

My breathing labored, I felt him move from my center.

I closed my eyes in ecstasy. The bed shifted from his weight.

Opening my eyes, I looked up at him. He was again grinning. Dropping my sight lower, he was pulling the drawstring of his pants, dropping them to the floor, as the full length of his arousal sprung free. His naked body was pure perfection. Golden skin, sculpted muscle, and that erection! He was fucking beautiful, and sex oozed off him. My body in response ached with urgency. The need to feel him deep inside me had my breathing labored in need.

The bed sitting at a perfect height, he pulled me down spreading my legs, as he positioned himself. Holding with one arm, he leaned down into me.

His eyes dark and hungry had me trapped.

Biting my lip, I knew what came next.

His free hand held his cock, rubbing teasingly at my now sore and sensitive core. I was more than overcome with the desire to have him in me once more.

While staring into my eyes he slammed his full girth and length into me with one motion.

His full entrance sent shock waves through my body.

I had to gasp for a breath with his assault. In my shock, his lips landed on mine.

Shit no…I was game for a lot of things, but not his lips on mine. I pulled my head away from his forcing him to my neck. My body fully tensed and a panic seemed to follow.

Feeling my tension, his hand fell to my face and his movements paused. Forcing me to face him, his eyes were wide and confused.

“No!” the word was quick and easy my eyes wide beseeching his confusion.

“I’m sorry?” he paused looking quizzically down at me. “I thought you were …I thought we were on the same page…would you like me to stop?”

“We are or were…” I paused. “No, I don’t want you to stop…I just I don’t do the kissing thing.”

“Ok?” He looked confused, but pulled slightly out to push back in.

His thrusts returned, slowly, then increased once more. Lifting his body off mine, his hands landed at my hips forcing me to take more. My back arching with his will and hips circling into him with each thrust. The more I circle, the more he tensed.

Gripping at my sheets, I was about to come and quick…the thrust full and to the hilt of him we found our release together. His hot and sweaty body fell to mine, as he remained position within me.

I wrapped my heavy legs around his waist holding him to me as his head lay on my chest.

“Lillian?”

“Yes Charlie?”

“I’m sorry about the kiss, I didn’t know…last night” he paused.

Last night…his words had me reeling through my memories…what was he referring to?

“Charlie…not that I want to explain, but I just don’t. Kissing is intimate, and what we are doing is nothing more than fucking.”

“You allowed me to kiss you last night?” His eyes on mine looked worried and confused.

“What are you talking about Charlie?” My body tensed the dream…oh shit! it wasn’t a dream…it was his orgasm seeping from me this morning…

Oh shit!!

He lifted slightly up and raised an eyebrow. “You don’t remember last night do you?” he shook his head. “Shit Lillian. Here I just fucked you this morning in the kitchen thinking it was ok, based on last night…I thought it was just another go round. Shit, you really don’t remember?” he shook his head in frustration.

I looked to his shocked confession, shaking my head from side to side. Grinning, “I was very drunk last night Charlie. I honestly came home forgetting you were even here.” I paused and tried to offer some assurance that it