Page 17 of Forbidden Ride
I lean back against the cushions and try to relax, but I’m almost as nervous as I was when I was a virgin. Hell, I practically am one. I’ve only been with two men. Tyler, my first, was my high school sweetheart. Huck, my ex-husband, was my last, and I haven’t forgotten how he used to poke at my tummy and make fun of me when I gained weight.
I swallow my nerves and watch as William expertly peels off my baggy sweatpants and tosses them onto the thick furry rug.
Every bit of William’s focus is on my body, and I know he must see every flaw. I reflexively bring my knees together, even though it doesn’t hide the extra ten pounds or my scar. “I had a cesarean with Jessie,” I breathlessly explain.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs, running his tongue along the faded incision line and sealing it with a kiss. “You’re perfection.” He meets my eye with a mischievous grin, and then kisses down to the top of my hair line. He hooks his hands under my knees and attempts to pry open my legs, and every insecurity I felt with my ex comes rushing back. I squeeze my knees together. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
“I’ve tried to resist you, Jenny. Trust me, I have, but there’s no getting around how much I want you. Let me take care of you.” Something about the tenderness in his eyes makes me want to cry. I’ve never thought about having sex as something to be taken “care of,” but after getting off with only a battery-operated friend for so long, I know that a man’s touch,histouch, is something I desperately need.
I push away my doubts and relax my legs. William dips his head and drags his tongue over my slippery pussy. I cry out without meaning to and tilt my hips up. My hands go straight to his head and tug him closer.
“You have the prettiest pussy, and you’re so wet for me,” he purrs, circling my clit with his tongue. He readjusts his hold on my ass, spreading me wider, and laps straight up my center and then does it again, growling savagely against me.
“Oh my God,” I pant. My heart is pounding, my body tense and ready. “It’s been so long.” My skin tingles, my body shakes like the whole world is having an earthquake and my clit is the epicenter.
He slides one and then another thick finger inside me, and I scream in pleasure. “You’re so fucking tight, Jenny. I could fuck you so hard right now, but I’m going to take my sweet time tasting every inch of you.”
I gasp at his words. No one’s ever talked to me that way. He nuzzles against my soaking clit, stroking every crevice with his tongue. I’m hypnotized by what he’s doing. The knots welled up inside me threaten to snap. I writhe, breaking into a full sweat. “That feels so good.” William takes his time, working every inch of my needy pussy, and I squirm, already dying for release.
He hums against my clit and shocks me by curling his fingers and hitting my G-spot. My eyes roll back in ecstasy as my thighs grip the sides of his face. “Oh God, William, I think I’m going to come.”
“I want your cum, baby. I want it all over my face.” He clasps my ass cheeks and tugs me closer. The brakes are off, and he licks and sucks me relentlessly, full speed ahead. He savagely shoves his tongue deep inside and rubs around my throbbing clit with his thumb. “Fuck my face. Cover me with your cum. I want every drop of you.”
He kneads my ass cheeks, his fingers spreading my slippery juice over my asshole, all the while licking and sucking until I have no sense of me. I’m losing my mind. The only thing I want is more, more... He fucking owns me now. I’m his. Raw and at his mercy.
“Come for me, Jenny,” he growls, pinning me against the back of the couch, ruthlessly pushing his tongue deeper inside of me. He presses his thumb against my pulsing hot clit, making tight, slippery circles, and I’m fucking gone. I jolt, throwing my head back to stare up at the knotted pine ceiling, and I cry out as the orgasm rips through me.
“That’s it, baby,” he murmurs. I cling to his head as he holds me in place, sucking me through one rolling climax after another.
“Shit, shit. Shit. It’s too much,” I cry out, before another orgasm grips my clenching body and shakes through me until there’s nothing left to give. “Oh my God,” I manage, collapsing. I’ve never had an orgasm like that. Every ounce of tension is gone. I don’t even have bones anymore. I’m just a quivering heap of Jell-O.
William straightens on his knees, and I bend to find and kiss his magical mouth. I taste me on him, and it’s perfect.
He kisses my nose and gets to his feet.
“Where are you going?”
“Not far.” William laughs and points near the fireplace. My eyes take in every inch of his muscled, taut body as he struts over to the basket by the far wall. He whips out a heavy brown plaid blanket, brings it to the couch, and drapes it over me. “I don’t want my beauty getting cold,” he says huskily, bending close and kissing me softly.
“Oh, but I am. Just this second, when you weren’t here, I was very cold and lonely.” Truth is, I’m only half joking.
“Stay with me,” he says, “and you’ll never be lonely again.” He slips under the blanket behind me so we’re spooning. I close my eyes and relax in his arms, feeling his thick, hard rod against my ass.
“Aren’t we going to fuck?” I ask.
He laughs, making his whole body move behind me. “Trust me. We will. In case you forgot, you were in an accident last night. I thought you might need to recover first. But I like that you’re greedy.” William wraps his arm around me and then flips me so I’m on top of him.
“It’s been such a long time since anyone has made me feel beautiful.” The admission hits me, and tears gather behind my eyes. But I’m not sad. I’ve never felt more relaxed and content. I trace along his cheekbones with my index finger and stare into his eyes. I could get lost for days there. “But you didn’t come.”
He playfully grabs my finger with his mouth and sucks it. “You more than satisfied me, Jenny. Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to taste your pussy?”
“No.” I chuckle. “Was it good?”
“Delicious. Sweeter than I ever imagined.” He grins. “Be careful. You might just turn me into an addict.”
