Page 54 of This Baby Business
“Tell me,” he demanded.
“I want you.” Reaching for him, I wrapped my hand around his shaft, showing him how much. “You know I do.”
He groaned and kissed me deeply, using one strong arm to brace himself above me while his talented fingers teased me as they dipped in and out of my wet core. I writhed and moaned, losing myself. His kisses were an experience unto themselves, and not just a means to an end. He kissed me like his life depended on it. Like I was his oxygen.
Meanwhile, his fingers continued their sweet torture and I came seconds later, my body shaking and trembling. And if I’d come like that with his fingers, I had a feeling I might spontaneously combust when he got inside me. Willing myself to get a grip, I stopped gasping and whimpering and rolled on top of him.
He let me, gripping my hips tightly when I straddled him. “I think you liked that.”
“Okay. Maybe I did.” Couldn’t let him get too cocky.
I slid down the hard length of his body, feeling his taut muscles tense under my touch as my tongue circled one pec and then followed down to his abs and the light smattering of hairs leading to the V of his pelvis.
“Oh, yeah,” he moaned and fisted a hand in my hair.
His breathing became ragged; he cursed and then moaned in pleasure.
“Stop. You’ve got to stop.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not ready for this to end. Remember I said it had been a long time? And I want inside you. Condom. Now.”
I sat up and looked wildly around the room. “Right. Where is it?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’tknow?”
He sat up and rummaged through nightstand drawers. “You’re supposed to be flattered. It means I wasn’t sure about you. Also, did I mention it’s been a long time?”
I joined him, jumping out of bed to search the dresser drawers. “Well, I sure don’t have anything, because if you think it’s been a long time for you…”
“My wallet!” He reached into his pants and pulled out his wallet, and a moment later there appeared a cellophane-wrapped dream.
“Check the expiration date.”
“Way ahead of you.”
I closed my eyes, hoping, really worked up for this. For him. Ready as I’d ever been. A moment later the sound of plastic ripping open. I almost forgot to breathe.
He took control then, rolling the condom on and moving them both to tuck me under him. “I want to see your face.”
Yes. Oh, yes.I wanted to see his face, too. And his beautiful eyes. His gorgeous, expressive mouth with a smile that made me feel like he could see into my fantasies to know what I was thinking.
With one swift move he slid deep into me, making me cry out. “Levi.”
“Right here.” He bent down to meet my lips in a fierce kiss.
He moved above me in even and slow devastating strokes, so gracious and strong. His powerful thrusts rocked my world. I felt hot. Wild. I met his heated gaze, seeing his eyes now dark with desire, and I shifted my hips to take him deeper still.
He threw back his head, pleasure etched in every angle of his face, the cords in his neck drawn tight. “Carly.”
Amazingly, I felt the pressure inside me grow quicker than it ever had before, and for a moment I felt a trickle of fear. I couldn’t lose complete control, not with him. Not yet. But I tossed that thought to the side, a little bit crazed by the way my body responded to him. I lifted my hips to him again, crying out when he went so deep. He pumped into me harder, driving me to the edge. When I couldn’t stand it a moment longer, I told myself it was okay to let go. Just this once. He had me. I came again, fiercely this time, my body pulsating in little quakes as I cried out his name. It was a moment later when I realized we’d come together.
A first for me.
I lay beneath him, spent and sweaty, wondering if I looked as ruined for any other man as I felt inside.
