Page 76 of Midnight Enemy

I close my eyes, my mouth opening in a gasp at the feel of his warm, wet mouth fastening on me. Oh God… I clench inside as he circles the areola with his tongue, then teases the tip. When he sucks, I can’t stop a long moan escaping my lips.

“Jesus,” he mumbles, and he lifts up and moves over me. He kisses my other breast, and I watch, puzzled, as he kisses down to my belly… and then lowers down between my legs.

Oh shit. Seriously? I knew men did this, but on the first date? Is this normal?

He pushes my legs up as he kisses over my mound, and I stare up at the ceiling, my heart banging on my ribs, fighting the urge to cover myself up. He rests a hand on my thigh, and then I feel him slide his thumb down into the heart of me.

“Fuck,” he says. “You’re so wet.”

I close my eyes and rest my hands over them as he strokes his thumb back up to my clit and circles the pad over it. Oh God, I’m so turned on that it throbs at his touch. He does it again, spreading my moisture over my sensitive skin, then lowers his head and does the same with his tongue.

I let out a long, uncontrolled moan at the intense sensation of his mouth on me. His other hand is resting on my thigh, and his fingers tighten on it, while he groans and covers my clit with his mouth. He sucks, and I gasp at the intense sensation.Fuuuuuuck…

He continues licking and sucking, teasing my entrance with his thumb, but not penetrating, and I’m so keyed up that it’s literally about two minutes before I feel my muscles start to tense inside.

“Oh no,” I say, embarrassed that it’s happening so quickly.

“Mm,” is all he says, and he continues to swirl his tongue over my clit with the same rhythm… oh God he knows that’s exactly what a girl needs… and it’s so amazing that my orgasm sweeps over me… a swift tightening inside… so intense it almost hurts, argh… and then the incredible pulses… I gasp with each one, screwing up my nose, my body jerking with uncontrollable pleasure…

He keeps going until I finally fall back onto the bed, limp and exhausted, at which point he releases me and starts kissing his way back up my body. Over my belly, up my ribs, my breasts, my neck, and back to my mouth. Then he lies on top of me and kisses me until I’m breathless again, and the nice, relaxed feeling fades slowly, and need begins to build up inside me once again.

He lifts up then, gets off the bed, and rids himself of his trousers, tossing them away on the floor. Then, while I watch with wide eyes, he removes his boxer-briefs and throws them away, too. His erection looks enormous to my innocent eyes, long and thick and hard.

“Jesus,” I say. “That won’t fit.”

That makes him laugh as he opens his wallet and takes out a condom. “I’m not that big. You just don’t have anything to compare it to.”

He climbs back on and kneels between my legs, rolls the condom on, and leans over me again. Lowering a hand, he strokes his thumb down through my sensitive skin, and groans as he obviously finds me still wet and swollen.

He bends and kisses me, then looks me in the eyes. “Are you sure about this?”

“I thought you weren’t going to ask me again.”

“I want you to be sure.”

“I’m sure.”

“Even though I’m the enemy?”

We study each other for a moment.

“You’re not my enemy,” I whisper.

He pauses. Then, his lips curving up a little, he moves his erection down with a hand until the tip presses against my entrance.

Leaning a hand either side of my shoulders, he looks me in the eye as he pushes his hips forward.

My mouth opens in a gasp as he penetrates me. I feel myself stretch to accommodate him, but it doesn’t hurt. He pauses and waits for me to adjust, then says, “Okay?” When I nod, he moves back, then pushes forward again. I realize he’s easing his way inside me, pausing until I get used to him before gradually sinking further in.

“That must be all of it,” I say on the fifth or sixth thrust.

“Not quite. You’re very tight. Just relax.”

I inhale and let out a shaky breath, trying my best.

“Well done,” he murmurs, pushing forward again. “Almost there.”

Jesus, there’s more? I moan, and he lowers down and kisses me. “You feel amazing,” he whispers, teasing my lips with his tongue. “You’re doing so well, taking all of me like this.”

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