Page 27 of Reckless Kiss

I paused, took her hand and kissed it. “Here? Now? You’re sure?”

Her gorgeous eyes flew open. The desperation I saw there gutted me. “I came to you because I needed relief from the insanity my father brought back into my life when he forced his way into Tampa. Everything’s a mess, Leo. Everything.” Tears sprang into her eyes and I couldn’t help but to kiss them away.

“Shhh...Esme. You’re safe here with me. I’ll give you whatever you want, darling. But I need to hear you say it.” My dick strained, twitching behind my zip to be inside her, to give her everything she needed.

It about killed me when she slowly pressed her soft lips to my neck. Once, twice, three times before her hands cupped my face and pulled me in for a kiss. “Please, Leo. Tonight has been horrible. I need you.”

I shuddered.Need.Had anyone ever truly needed me before? Or was it being needed byherthat was tearing me apart? Was that what drove my hand between her legs and shut off my brain from every warning bell that clanged loudly between my ears? All I knew was that I had no control once Esme spoke. I was a slave to her needs and nothing I thought mattered anymore.

I sought out her core, testing and probing, finding her tight and wet. She rocked against my hand, gasping and moaning. My heartbeat thundered in my ears as I tried to maintain the last shred of control that remained, clinging to it like some sort of life raft. I worked in a second finger and explored until I found that spot that turned her to jelly in my arms.

“Yes. Yes.There!”

I flicked my thumb over her clit, then pressed, massaging a lazy circle, entranced by the transformation taking place in front of me. Esme had her eyes closed. Her face relaxed, erasing all that worry. Her lips parted, plump and ripe, begging me to suck them. Nibble them. Use them in place of the breasts trapped beneath her dress. They still tasted sweet from the dessert course and I randomly wondered how her navel would taste with whipped cream inside it. How erotic it would be to lick warm chocolate from the dip in her back.

I grabbed my wallet and using only my sense of touch and muscle memory, found the emergency condom I kept tucked inside, then pulled back just enough to put the right amount of space between us.

“Tear this open, Esme.”

Her eyes opened, big and dreamy with the pleasure I was giving her in the tiny alcove off the kitchen. I kept my hand inside her, working her pleasure points.

“Now what?” she whispered.

“Put it on me.”

She swallowed hard, then placed the condom on top of the wrapper on the space beside her bottom. When she yanked my belt free the blood surged to the head of my dick. It throbbed in the best way.

The zip went down, the clasp slid free, and then Esme’s warm, delicate hands wrapped around my straining erection and freed it from my boxers.

“Fuck, your hands feel so good.”

She took a shaky breath, stroked me several times, then reached for the condom. “I make you feel good?”

“Amazing. Watch, darling. I want you to look at my cock as you roll that on.”

She licked her lip then pulled it between her teeth. Red lips. Fuck, they would be the end of me. Then with big eyes she watched her fingers delicately run down my length, sheathing me for her.

“You’re ready,” she breathed.

“Yes I am. Are you?”

“God, yes. I need you.”

It was hard not to blow my load into her hands right then and there. The desire, the desperation in her voice, it did me in. With one last flourish my thumb and fingers left what I hoped was a lasting impression, then I took myself in hand and guided my tip to her core where I played for a moment, running up and down her slit, around in a circle at her entrance, dipping inside to wet the head of my cock in her arousal.

She let out a low moan, bringing her legs tight around my hips again. “Yes, Leo. I want you. Inside me. Please?”

I surged forward out of my own need to fulfill her request, stretching her in one thrust until her tight core stopped me. She gasped, arching. I pulled back.Out.Then back in, deeper this time. Her inner muscles clamped down on my dick, holding me in place for a moment, turning my mind black so that the only thing I could possibly focus on was the way my body fit into hers.

Tight, oh so tight, hot, and wet for me.

I pulled back and pushed deeper. Over and over, working her body until it opened to me fully, then plunged balls deep, filling her completely.

“Yes!” she cried. “You’re so much.”

And she was so tiny she squeezed my dick like a vice. I could feel every flutter, every pulse, the way her entire body shook. I kissed behind her ear and whispered. “Shhh...my darling. I’ve got you. Breathe. Feel me. Relax onto me.” With a shudder those inner muscles released, allowing me to slide in and out more freely. “There you go. That’s my darling.”

I pumped into her several times, making sure I was well lubricated. My pants hung from my hips and I widened my stance to make sure they wouldn’t fall to the floor. It was just my shirt pulled up and my pants pulled down enough for my dick to freely escape. Esme’s skirt rucked up around her hips. We were practically fully clothed except for the very exposed place where our bodies joined.

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