Page 45 of Wildly Yours
I don't want to rush this, even as she stops kissing me to pull her top off. She's wearing a blue lace bra that leaves nothing to the imagination. Pressure is building all over my body, but I want to savor her, to savor this. Impulse takes over, and I reach down and pick her up wedding style and carry her to her bedroom. I lay her gently on her bed with her legs dangling over the side, and I step back to admire her.
I see a surgery scar low on her belly and I lean down to kiss it. I trace my fingers across her ribcage, reveling in the soft feel of her skin against mine. I run my hand up her side, following the soft curves of her breasts, her neck, and her cheek. My skin hunger is being fed. She's watching me as I study her. I want to commit every curve, every angle to memory so that when I sleep she comes to me just as she is right now. Soft and glowing.
Mine.
Serena squirms a little under my touch as I run my finger along the edge of her jeans, and then I remember we used to tickle each other when we were kids. Did I know then what she would become for me? Did I know then that her presence, her touch, would become everything that my soul would need to survive?
I unbutton the fly of her jeans and pull the zipper down before tugging them off of her. She's wearing matching blue lace panties and even though I think she'd be sexy in a potato sack, it's causing a riot in my mind. We've only been here once before, but I've thought about being with her again over a thousand times in the last seven years. It feels like I'm living in a dream.
"Kiss me again, Cody."
I climb on top of her and lay against her heated frame. Her lips are parted, and I swipe my tongue between them. I feel her teeth gently rake across my bottom lip, causing a zap of pleasure to shoot through me. The room falls away, the past falls away, now there is just us.
She reaches around and grips my ass with both hands, grinding her hips underneath me. She seems just as hungry as I am, but I still want to treasure this slowly. To treasure her slowly—to unwrap her like the present she is.
Serena tugs at my pants, and I roll to the side to help her get them off of me. Then she straddles me, the heat of her center only two thin pieces of fabric away.
"I have a confession, Cody."
"What's that?"
"Last year I took an online training course from a sexpert."
"A what?"
"A sex expert."
A flush of heat rises from my chest to my face.
"And now we both get to see how well I did as a student."
She leans down and breaths lightly in my ear as her body starts to move. A haze washes over my mind as her skin brushes against mine, sinuous and pulsing like a slow comforting massage. Her movements are a drug flushing through my brain and bloodstream. I relax deeper with every passing second, while simultaneously growing more aroused and erect.
She takes off that blue lacy bra and I reach up and brush a thumb across each of her nipples, earning a whimper of pleasure from her. She slithers down my legs and suddenly I feel the soft wet of her tongue inching its way up my thigh toward my cock. Never in my life have I been so aroused.
Her hot breath is on me now as she pulls gently at my boxers. Every inch of me is hard and pulsing with the thundering of my heartbeat, and before I take my next breath, I feel her mouth wrap around me and take me in.
To be this vulnerable with someone, to let go of this much control, having the most sensitive and needy part of your body at someone else's mercy—it could only be her. I could only allow myself to relax into this completely with her.
I feel her fingers wrap around my balls as she glides one fingertip up and down the skin below. Pulses of pleasure charge down my legs and my whole body relaxes into the feeling that I am not only held by this woman, I am hers to command.
Serena quickens her pace, but I don't want to release this way. I want to merge with her. To become one being, one heartbeat, one breath with her.
I gently pull her face up to meet mine and take her mouth like it's a life preserver. We flip over and she shimmies out of her sexy blue panties, running her fingers over herself as she continues to stroke me with the other hand.
"I want your skin on me, Cody. In me. I'm on the pill."
My cock is pressed against her wet folds, and I grab her hands to raise them above her head, taking one of her nipples into my mouth. I hear her gasp as I run myself up and down her center, covering myself in her wetness. I hear her whimper.
"Please, Cody."
I push myself inside, just past her opening. She arches her back with a moan and then wraps her legs around me, giving meeasier access to her depths. I press myself in a little further, and a rush of tingling flushes my system.
"God you feel so good."
I feel her muscles contracting around me as I press further in. When I finally fill her to the hilt, we both release a sigh and begin to move in tandem. As if our bodies had memorized each other the one time in the past we were together, we matched each other breath for breath, pulse for pulse. My head feels light, but my body feels everything. Every nerve, every cell is tuned into her.
Pressure gathers in my hips and back while our bodies follow the rhythm we've set. I watch her face as pleasure builds and the sounds erupting from her mouth evolve into the ever more wild noises of passion.
