Page 66 of Daring to Love You
“Stop,” she said, her finger on his lips. “That sounds amazing, but Lynix, I don’t need all that to make my first time with you special.” She brought her mouth to his and nibbled on his bottom lip, then his top one. “What will make my first time special is being with you. Only you.”
For a few seconds all he could do was stare at her. “Damn, Dee. That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me, but are you sure you don’t want to fly to New York?”
She burst out laughing and swatted his arm. “Oh yeah, one of these days we’re going to New York, and no take backs on all that you said we’ll do once we get there. But right now, I’d rather you make love to me.”
“Whatever you want, sweetie.”
Lynix took his time stripping her out of the pajamas and tossed them on the floor.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, getting his fill as he took in her beautiful breasts and slim waist that flared into curvy hips. He couldn’t wait to make love to her.
My woman.
He leaped off the bed and made quick work of taking off his T-shirt and tossing it next to her pajamas on the floor. But when he caught her watching him intently, a slow, cocky grin kickedup the corners of his mouth, and he slowed down. If she wanted to watch, he’d give her a little show.
He took his time sliding his basketball shorts and briefs down his legs. When he straightened, his dick was standing at attention and ready for action.
“You see how hard you make me?” he said, stroking himself.
“Yes, and I like what I see,” she said boldly, checking him out while grinning. “You look incredible in clothes, but naked? Wow! And you’re big… everywhere. Yeah, I like what I see.”
Lynix laughed. “And it’s all yours, baby, but let me grab something real quick.”
He flexed his biceps and did a few bodybuilder poses that had her cracking up. When he finally made it to his closet, where he kept a box of condoms, and pulled out a few.
He stepped back into the bedroom to find Dorian still grinning, and he loved the spark of mischief in her eyes.
“You sure about this?” he asked, setting the condoms on the nightstand except for one which would go near his pillow.
She nodded, and her gaze stayed on his erection as he crawled on the bed toward her.
“Oh yeah, I’m positive. I want you, Lynix.”
“And I want you.”
He laid her back and covered her body with his, then kissed her slowly, wanting his love for her to be felt in every lap of his tongue.
She was his.
Dorian Priestly had finally said yes, and he was almost giddy with anticipation.
As their kiss intensified, their hands were all over each other, touching, caressing, squeezing. And his skin tingled everywhere she touched him—on his arms, his back, his thighs, and he almost laughed when she squeezed his butt cheeks.
Definitely a hellcat, and he was here for it.
He eased away from her mouth and peppered kisses over her skin that smelled as fresh as it had the night before. As he enjoyed the feel of her skin, he whispered his love for each part of her body, and currents of desire coursed through his veins.
“Damn, baby…” he murmured as he worked his way to her breasts. He gently pinched her nipples, eliciting a hiss from her before he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
The erotic sounds she was making stoked his arousal, and he stroked himself while he continued to explore her body. He was going to enjoy making love to her. She was so responsive to his touch, his lips, and his tongue as he went back to feasting on her breasts again.
“I’m ready,” Dorian said breathily as she squirmed against him. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
“That’s right, baby. Tell me what you want,” he murmured against her heated skin, then lifted his head to meet her gaze. “And if I do something you don’t like, tell me. Or if something doesn’t feel comfortable…”
“Stop,” she said, running her palm over the stubble on his cheek. “Stop looking so worried. I’m not going to break, and just because I haven’t had sex doesn’t mean I don’t know how everything works. We got this, and I know you’re going to take good care of me.”
He almost laughed at her little pep talk. “You’re right, I am going to take care of you. We’ll take it slow, okay?”
