Page 25 of Call Out
“Very sure,” I blurt out, the sensation of control rising my arousal to beyond combustible.
Devilish teeth gently tug my earlobe. His palms sweep my arms. My top is first to come off, followed in a flash by my skirt. It’s finally happening. I’m going to have sex. With a man. Not just any man. Danny, hotter than Hollywood heartthrobs, Rocco. My not so casual man friend who arranges his storage space with enviable proficiency.
I’m thigh to toe in midnight blue stockings with a satin thong and lacy padded bra for extra oomph. The effort doesn't go unnoticed when he steps back to trail a greedy gaze over my choice.
“Lie back on the bed, Vivian.” Danny’s expression is unreadable as he selects a condom and strips down. He tosses the packet onto the bed beside me. I’m hitched up on elbows, watching how he moves. Wondering how the heck he could be so damn attractive. He really is. From his talented fingers to his caring nature.
He clambers over me, dragging my panties to my ankles and flinging them to the floor. “I’ve waited a long time for this.” Hot kisses cover the length of my neck, feathering my breasts and venturing to my belly button. I squiggle with delight, shocked at how I’m demanding the need for his love dart. How I’m distracted from the magnitude of this decision by his daring lips, warm skin, sculpted body and the insane pressure mounting like a freshly lit firework. “You fascinate me, Viv.” He slides both hands under my ass, stroking and exploring. I groan freely when he parts my thighs, splaying my knees outwards. “Have you thought about how good this will be?”
I barely respond. It gargles out as an undignified grunt. I’d be mortified if I wasn’t so utterly lost in the moment. His mouth descends to my wet heat, and he traces the tip of his tongue over the sensitive flesh. “We’ll start off slowly.” A finger slips inside, dipping in and out. “You can make a list of all the things you enjoy.”
“Omigod, Danny!” My insides quiver.
He chuckles and does this thing with his forefinger and thumb that forces me to whimper. One finger becomes two. They curve upwards as his thumb circles the swollen flesh. “Do you want to add this to your list?” His cadence is slow and hoarse.
My hips tilt shamelessly as he prepares me for the next act. Before I get the chance to answer him verbally, my body responds to him in such a way that I can’t hold back. An intense swell of pleasure rockets through my core. Relenting to the vibrations, I realize it’s an orgasm ranked at the highest level of orgasms. I gasp and claw at the sheets.
He watches as I implode, then leans over and kisses me so damn hard that I swear he’s demonic. The savagery eases, and I miss the demanding passion. I’ve grown used to his thick specimen of sturdiness, so I happily search it out, wanting, needing and begging for it.
Danny breaks our connection, grabs the package, opens it and rolls the condom on without faltering.
My heart rate speeds off the charts. If he felt my pulse right now, he’d suspect a cardiac arrest. This desire is what I've fantasized about for years. It’s the path I’ve chosen, yet that doesn’t mean I’m not petrified. “Perhaps you should double up for safety?”
When his lashes flick up, the right side of his mouth creeps towards his dazzling eyes. “One of these bad boys is enough, if we’re careful. Anyway, it would dull the sensation even more. And I need to feel all of you, Viv.” He aligns himself between my knees and sets a hand on the mattress at either side of my shoulders. I tense, sucking in my lips as I watch it all unfold. “Viv.” My wide-eyed gaze meets those amber eyes that catch alight, scorching my jitters to the ground. “Breathe.”
I had been so focused on the big event that I’d forgotten to exhale. “Sorry.”
“Eyes here.” Danny balances on one hand and nudges my chin. He kisses me softly and ever so gently inches his sheathed totem pole inside me. The intrusion is wanted; however, the sharp pain isn’t quite what I expected.
“It hurts,” I hiss. “Dammit, I’m broken down there. I was worried this would be too good to be true.”
Danny stops moving. His spine locks. “You're tight and a bit anxious, that’s all. Relax, and it’ll get better. I promise.”
I trust his promise when a hand floats to my breast, and he pays attention to the nipple, all the while only a quarter of the way in. He’s restrained and patient. The bliss of skin-to-skin contact encourages me to let go, and the muscles around his girth accept him fully. I bite my lip when he tunnels in deeper, skimming my nails over his goose bumped flesh.
My eyes bulge. I suck in several steadying breaths. The stretch to envelope his solid intrusion burns. It's ecstasy and intimate, stingy and enslaving. I yelp when he pulls out, leaving me unbearably empty.
“Are you okay?” he asks with elbows locked and a soft furrow on his forehead. The grittiness to his voice makes me think he’s trying his best to be thoughtful and gentle when all he wants to do is devour me.
I nod, grappling with his hip bones to guide him back. “I’m more than okay.” My pursuit for closeness earns its thick return. Danny finds a rhythm until the movement between us leads to an inconceivable completeness.
“Hold on to the headboard,” he orders. Immediately my hands raise behind my head. I’m laid out before him with nowhere to hide. Heavenly tingles blitz my scalp as he stares at every inch of my nakedness. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you look with my dick buried inside you?” His statement rasps, coarse and laced with desire. Our lips unite as he reduces the speed to a teasing tempo. “I’ll enjoy every minute of this,” he mumbles into my mouth. As I take respite in the leisurely pace, Danny sucks one of my nipples into the warmth of his mouth and lets it pop free. “How does it feel, Viv?” His gaze hunts for the spot where we’re joined.
“So good. Like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Don’t stop. Please, keep going.”
Danny grins salaciously. “I’ve no intention of stopping. Not now, not ever. Your body feels like home.” With a slow controlled nudge, he widens me all over again, cautiously and barely tamed. “Do you want it all?”
“Mm, yes. Every last bit.” My toes curl when he smiles.
I don’t think anyone could have prepared me for the intensity or the overwhelming necessity to have him piston harder and faster. A rush of euphoria like nothing I’ve ever known dances through my veins and electrifies my fingertips. It heightens my senses from the awareness of life-giving cells burning within me to the sound of my urgent requests for more of him. I’m drowning in the sexy scent of his neck, coupled with the pounding beat and satisfied grunts. His commanding lips take control and thrusting hips guide the way to an explosion. My back bends as an epic wave of endorphins forces my legs to lock and my insides to shake.
“Danny.” His name bursts out of my mouth with a breathless groan.
“I’ve got you, Viv.” He runs his fingertips over my abdomen as I crash into the most insane orgasm of my life.
My hands instinctively reach for his sweat misted back, bringing us closer together. The power emanating from his muscles only serves to turn me on even more. He continues to thrust, walloping my sensitive bundle of nerves swollen with arousal. Our gaze unites, sparked with a depth of forever. In that moment, his spine locks and a rip-roaring growl welcomes his release.
“Holy shit, Viv.” His warm forehead drops to mine as he tries to regulate his breathing.
