Page 23 of Loving Taylor
Chapter Seven
Ipulledmy shirt over my head. Her eyes drifted over my tight torso and I saw her appreciation. I knew I looked good both in and out of clothes. It was a side effect of working out my emotions with the punching bag.
Tentatively she lifted her hand and touched my chest. My skin tingled beneath her touch. I tightened my muscles in growing anticipation and I flicked my tongue against my lip ring. She trailed her hands down my abs and I allowed her to explore me like I intended to explore her.
Her eyes found mine and I put my hands on her hips, bringing her closer. The feel of her body against mine, skin to skin, was electrifying. Even the slight brush of her breath against me only intensified the need to get her screaming my name while I gave her her first sexual experience.
I glided my hands though her hair, bringing her lips to mine, and I covered her mouth with mine. Our kiss heated and was more urgent than before. Gently I sucked her tongue.
With my mouth still working against hers, I rested my hand on her hips and steered her backward to the bed. I laid her down onto the mattress. The sight of her there, with her hair spread out and her eyes darker than before, made me realize she had never looked more beautiful.
It made me question why I had been fighting this from the beginning.
I wanted her naked. My hands went to her jeans and unbuttoned them. She lifted her hips to help me remove her clothing and I dropped it to the floor. I discarded my jeans. I watched how her eyes went to my boxers and the evidence of how much I wanted her was there for her to see. It reminded me that this was unknown territory for her.
Needing her to feel as out of control as I was, I joined her on the bed and hovered slightly above her. I kissed her urgently before sliding my tongue along her neck between soft kisses. Did her skin burn under my touch like mine did for her? She shivered when I kissed the bottom of her neck. Then she groaned.
I liked that I had her quivering beneath me, enjoying what I was doing to her.
"Do you like that?" I murmured, repeating the action to see if I got the same response. She closed her eyes as she rode the wave of anticipation.
My attention focused on her bra. I slid my tongue down the valley between her breasts as I slipped my hand under her to unclasp her bra. She stiffened. Had I moved too quickly for her?
"It's okay," I murmured gently, easing the straps from her shoulders and discarding it.
Damn.I swallowed when I surveyed her half-naked form.
"You don't have to be shy; you're perfect." The nervous look she shot me made me want to assure her that she had no need to feel nervous.
My mouth took in her nipple and I sucked gently.
"I...." she stuttered before I took her other nipple into my mouth and repeated the action. She closed her eyes and gasped.
She was hot for me by the time I reached her panties. Her hands fisted the sheets as my hands skimmed down her thighs and opened them.
"Any time you're not comfortable with something, all you have to do is tell me to stop and I will," I felt the need to tell her. She had to know that she was in control of what was happening.
"Okay," she replied when I kissed just above her panty line.
I kissed each thigh before I made the move to remove her last remaining item of clothing. I eased them off slowly, not wanting to rush her.
She tensed when she realized she was naked beneath me. No barriers, vulnerable to me.
"Relax," I told her.
She gasped when I flicked my tongue against her. She tried to wriggle free, uncomfortable with my attention, but I kept her from moving away. My finger slid into her, testing to see if she was ready for me. She stilled and I worked her with my tongue. I felt her quiver and tense before she came, trying to stifle a gasp.
I had held on long enough and was ready to burst at any moment. There was no way I was even sure I would last to give her another orgasm. She looked at me with a dazed and satisfied look that made me feel proud that I had been able to do that for her.
I moved above her, fitting my body against hers, lining us up. Slowly I touched her lips with mine, pressing myself against her, needing her to feel how much I wanted to be inside of her. She ground against me.
"Are you sure?" I asked her. If she stopped me now, even a cold shower wasn't going to help with the hard-on I had.
"Yes," she breathed.
I left her long enough to get a condom and discard my boxers to roll on the protection. Her eyes widened when she saw me for the first time. I moved onto the bed again and covered her body with mine as I dropped a kiss to her lips to ease her nervousness. I settled between her legs.
"I'm going to go slow so I don't hurt you too much," I assured her softly. Her eyes widened slightly when she felt the tip of me at her opening.
