He covered my nipple with his mouth and my body went into overdrive. I was overly sensitive and any time he pressed his hips against mine or bit down softly on my nipple, a noise I’d never made before came from my lips and I dug my nails into his skin.
The spot between my legs ached and the only time I could make the ache feel better was when I thrust my hips toward him. I didn’t even realize I was doing it over and over again until he stuck a finger in the side of my panties and ran it up and down the inside of me.
“You want me here, don’t you?”
“Uh-huh,” I responded.
I was so wet. I could tell by the slide of his finger. He shifted his hand and his finger pressed against the most sensitive spot on my body. He started that circular motion that I understood now and I began to breathe in little puffs of air.
“Tell me what you want, baby. I’ll give you anything you want,” he said as he leaned in and sucked my earlobe.
My hips continued to jerk as the buildup I remembered from before started to climb. I knew it was coming and I couldn’t think straight, much less talk straight.
He replaced his finger with his thumb and I cried out when he slid a finger inside of me. It was new. It had never felt like that before. It wasn’t forced and my body accepted it with moisture. He knew what he was doing. He knew how to make my body work the right away.
“I want you, Patience. God, I’ve wanted you for so long now.”
I was so absorbed in the rhythm of his fingers, the circular motion of this thumb, the in and out of his finger, and when he added a second finger, I laid my head back against the mirror and began to pant harder.
I wanted more. That was all I could think. I needed more and I wanted all of him. I leaned up and began to claw at his belt. He pulled his shirt up and over his head. I was met with tattooed, tan flesh and I took advantage as I leaned up and bit into his chest.
“Fuck yes,” he hissed.
And then he tugged on the hair on the back of my head until I was looking up at him and covered my mouth with his. The room started to spin around us and I was so out of it I couldn’t get his belt unbuckled.
He took his hands out of my panties and I whined in aggravation. He swatted my hands out of the way and started to unbuckle his belt. I helped him push his jeans and boxers down and then I felt his hard heat against the inside of my leg.
I reached down and palmed him and he jerked in my hand. There was a popping sound as he pulled at my stringy panties and then they gave as he ripped them off. He pulled me closer to the edge of the dresser and then lifted my right knee up and around his hip.
“Oh my God, baby, if you’re not sure about this then please stop me now.” His eyes were wild.
“I’m sure. I’m so sure. I want you, Zeke.”
Pressing my legs open wider, he leaned down and took my mouth again. His tongue invaded my mouth and he pushed himself inside me at the same time. It was one swift, hard movement and then he was buried deep inside me. The dresser banged against the wall as he began to thrust his hips hard and fast. It was the most amazing noise I’d ever heard in my life.
I wrapped my legs around him and leaned back on my palms. I bit into my lip to try and keep the noises at bay, but I couldn’t help myself. He felt too good and I couldn’t stay quiet.
He delved his hands into my hair and pulled my lips to his. I leaned up and grabbed onto his hips. I held on as he continued to push inside me over and over again. When he broke the kiss, his eyes connected with mine.
“You feel so good, baby. I love being inside you.”
With his words, the ache inside my pelvic region began to climb up into my hips and stomach. It was so close. My lips fell open and I started to breathe hard from my mouth.