Page 84 of Beating Heart
“I’ve been thinking about you, too, beautiful. Every fucking day since you moved next door.”
She sucked in a breath, and her eyes were wet with emotion.
“I don’t know what this is,” she whispered.
“Maybe you’re not supposed to.” I leaned forward and kissed her. “Maybe you’re just supposed to enjoy this for now.”
She nodded, pushing to her feet. “I’ll be right back.”
She hurried down the hallway toward her bedroom before coming back with the box of condoms, and she tossed it to me. I stared at the box and smiled. “Magnum large-size condoms, huh?”
“In my medical opinion, these were necessary.”
“I think it was a wise choice, Dr. Chadwick.” I tossed the box beside me and tugged her down onto my lap again, her legs falling on each side of me as her skirt gathered around her waist. My lips were on hers, and my hand moved between her lean, toned thighs. I groaned into her mouth as my fingers dipped beneath the lacy fabric and found her soaked. “Goddamn, woman. I need to be inside you right fucking now.”
She nodded and pushed up to stand, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. I tugged at the hem of her top, and she raised her arms so I could pull it over her head, my fingers tracing over the peach lace that covered her gorgeous tits.
“Do you know how many times I’ve thought about seeing you this way?” I reached behind her, unclasping her bra and staring in awe as it fell to the floor. “How are you so fucking perfect?”
She sighed, teeth pinning that bottom lip beneath them, as if my words overwhelmed her. I ran my fingers over her pink, perky nipples, my mouth watering at the sight. I leaned forward, flicking her hard peaks with my tongue, and then I covered her breasts with my mouth one at a time, teasing her with my tongue as her head fell back and her breaths came fast. My fingers moved to the edge of her matching panties, and I slowly slid them down her thighs. She lifted one leg at a time as she stepped out of them.
Her hands moved to my shoulders, and she pushed back, forcing me to look up at her. “Clothes off. I want to see you.”
Hell, being naked never bothered me. I only put clothes on at home because I had Cutler there. I reached over my shoulder and yanked my tee over my head before lifting us both to stand. She unbuttoned my shorts while I kicked off my flip-flops, and she tugged my briefs down my legs, tossing them into a pile on the floor.
I chuckled as I dropped back down and reached for the condoms. She quickly snatched them from me, pulling out the foil packet, tearing off the top, and waggling her brows as she leaned down. “I want to do it. But wow. You and I both know there is no way that’s going to fit.”
I leaned back against the couch, watching as she rolled the latex over my throbbing erection before I pulled her down to me. Her knees were on each side of me as my dick teased her entrance. “Trust me. You can take it, beautiful. You’re on top, so you set the pace.”
Her tongue slid along her bottom lip as she reached down and gripped my cock in her hand, positioning me right where she wanted me.
So fucking sexy, I had to force myself not to come right there.
Just looking at her was difficult.
She moved the slightest bit and gasped at the intrusion and then slid down about an inch, pausing to catch her breath.
I reached up and wrapped my hand in all that beautiful hair before tugging her down until my mouth crashed into hers. And I kissed her for the longest time, fighting every urge to thrust forward.
She pulled back, lips swollen and parted, as her gaze locked with mine, and she slid down a little further. Slowly at first, then she’d pause and let her body adjust before she’d move again.
It was so hot. So sexy.
“I love watching the way you take me. Like that fucking pussy was made for me.”
Her hands found mine, our fingers intertwining, as she closed her eyes and moved again.
And again.
And I watched as she took me. Inch by inch.
I could barely breathe at the feel of her.
Tight and wet and perfect.
“Fuck, Emerson,” I hissed. “You feel so fucking good.”
“Mmmm,” she said, as she started to slide up and down my shaft, finding her rhythm.
