Page 39 of Ugly Duckling
I was kissing Gunner. In Gunner’s hot tub. In his backyard. That was attached to his house.
That was in the same city that I was about to move to.
In the house that I was considering moving into with him.
What the hell was I thinking?
I was just about to pull away, knowing that I needed to do what was best for me and my situation, but he shifted my body and I fell between his legs.
I felt the hot heat of him, so hard and thick, pressed up against my belly, and I forgot the protests that’d been on the tip of my tongue.
Protests died on my tongue the moment that he ground himself up against me.
A white-hot flash of need roared through me, and every last shred of my common sense took a flying leap out of the window.
My pussy clenched, and somehow I just knew that he was exactly what I needed.
I needed just a single night with him.
I needed the release. I needed the escape.
I needed him.
His hands went to my hips, and he pulled me closer to him, pressing himself against my belly as he slowly rocked himself against me.
My nipples dragged deliciously against his chest, and my legs scissored as I tried to ease the ache building between my legs.
Our kiss was carnal.
He kissed me, and kissed me, and kissed me.
The man could kiss.
I’d never thought that kissing was all that great of an activity, but I’d never kissed Gunner before. Never knew what a real kiss should feel like until he pulled away, gasping against my lips right along with me.
It was good to know that he felt the same way that I did, because I would hate to be alone in my utter discombobulation.
Who knew that a kiss and a press of a penis against a belly could turn into this?
He groaned and pressed his forehead against mine.
“Fuck, I don’t have a condom.”
That should’ve been the reminder that I needed. Yet…
“I have an IUD.” I leaned in for another kiss at the same time that I brought my legs up to either side of his hips and straddled him, placing his hard cock exactly where I ached the most. “When I found out about…yeah, I just got one in. No more periods sounded really good to me. Full battery of tests. Clean bill of health, and coverage for the next six years.”
His hands flexed on my hips, and I felt his indecision.
I pulled away, knowing he was right. We needed to be smart about this.
We needed to…
He surged inside of me with no warning, and a cry left my lips as I threw my head back in surprise.
God, he was big.
And so damn thick.
