Page 68 of Family Bonds- Gabriela & Luca
His large fingers landed on her thigh pushing the slit out of the way and inched up closer to her heat.
Yes, please!
Then he found her, rubbed his thumb round her silk panties, which she was pretty sure were close to soaking wet.
His mouth was opening more, his head angling, his tongue invading.
Man, he knew how to kiss.
And just when she thought he was going to touch another part of her. Work her up some more. He stopped.
Stopped everything. Kissing her. Touching her.
Only his forehead moved as it landed against hers.
“What’s wrong?”
“Sorry. Didn’t mean to get out of hand.”
“I meant it,” she said, gripping his shirt and bringing him closer to prove her point.
He laughed. A forced one. Not even funny.
“I’m not prepared. I thought we’d get a kiss and that’s it.”
“You thought wrong,” she said, laughing. “I’m prepared. I’ve got condoms. If you don’t want to, just say the word, but I’m not saying it.”
He leaned back and looked at her. Looked right into her eyes.
“Are you sure?”
“I already told you I was and you’re killing the mood. Don’t leave. Don’t move. I’m coming back. We are going to pretend you didn’t just stop us.”
“What?” he asked, the confusion on his face.
“Hang on,” she yelled, hitching her dress up and running in her heels. She found her condoms and yanked one out, then raced back with it in her hand like a trophy. “Right here, against the door like I know was in your mind because it was in mine.”
“You’re not joking?” he asked.
“Man, you’re trying hard to kill a mood.” She grabbed his hand and put it back on her thigh once her back returned to the door.
He didn’t wait for her to give any more permission.
Thank God.
His mouth claimed hers again, his fingers hovering over her damp heat, her legs spreading some more to urge him on.
He slipped a finger inside, touched her swollen bud causing her to arch into him. To get closer. For more contact.
He didn’t leave her waiting before he thrust a finger inside.
“Oh yeah. Just like that.” She lifted one leg up and hooked it around his hip.
Fuck that. She needed more, even if she did enjoy his finger thrusting in and out of her.
She pushed him back a bit, tackled his pants, opened them wide and gripped his cock in her fist.
It had to be in her. It had to be now.
