Page 69 of Hard Rock Love
I tugged my own dress over my head and unhooked my bra, leaving me only in my panties. Seth had seen me more naked than this before, but for some reason this felt different. It felt special.
His gaze fixated on my breasts as he cupped me with two hands. His thumbs brushed my nipples. He rubbed in circles, turning them into stiff peaks. He sucked one into his mouth, then the other, alternating between each nipple until I was a panting, squirming mess.
As he lavished attention on my breasts, his hands explored my skin, from my collarbone, to my rib cage, down my sides, to my hips and thighs. He left a burning trail along every inch of skin, his touch scorching into me like a brand.
My entire body was on fire. I’d been turned into a solid ball of pure desire. I fumbled with the button on Seth’s belt. I felt his hardness straining against the rough material of his jeans. I tried to unzip them but couldn’t find the tab.
Seth’s fingers joined mine, helping me until he was freed. He kicked off his jeans and boxers then came back to bed, covering my body with his.
His stiff length poked into my hip. I reached down and took him gently in hand. He hissed softly, then let out a stifled moan as I stroked, exploring him just as thoroughly as he had explored me. The smallest drop of fear trickled through me. He was big. Much bigger than I’d been expecting. I didn’t have anything to compare him to, but I wondered how it would feel when he finally…
The thought of what he would be doing with it, the thought of what he’d be doing to me, made my insides clench and throb, and the fear went away, leaving only anticipation in its place.
I shifted on the bed until my legs were spread to each side and Seth’s hips were fitted neatly between them.
Seth let out a strangled groan as his tip brushed my core.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” His voice was tight and his thighs trembled, as if he were using every bit of willpower he had to not just thrust into me.
I flailed out my arm to reach my nightstand drawer and closed my hand around a square foil packet. I put it into Seth’s hands. I’d raided my sister’s bedroom and grabbed a box specifically for this purpose.
His eyes flashed with a deep, fiery need. He rolled on protection and angled his hips until the head was nestled just between my folds.
“You’re sure?” he asked, voice rough. “You’re ready?”
I clung to his shoulders and nodded vehemently.
“I want you,” I breathed.
With one smooth push of his hips, Seth entered me. I gasped out loud, inner muscles fluttering around him. The stretch of it, the burn, was unfamiliar, but the pleasure-pain was exquisite. I let out a small sound of displeasure as he pulled out, but he soon pushed back in again, starting a rhythm that threatened to pull all air from my lungs.
Every thrust and every withdrawal was met with the most pleasurable ache, a sweet throbbing inside me that matched my racing pulse.
Then Seth brought a hand to the apex of my thighs and I moaned out loud as the pleasure increased tenfold. He played with me expertly, rubbing in time to his thrusts, sending my head spinning.
My breath came in fits and starts, and I didn’t know how much more I’d be able to take. My head tossed back and forth on the bed, my arms and legs thrashing.
Seth sped up his movements, snapping his hips and pressing down with his thumb.
“Come for me, Abby,” Seth murmured into my ear. “I want to see you come for me. I want to watch that pretty face as you fall apart.”
He rubbed my clit in rough circles and that was all I needed. My eyes flew open, my lips parting in a soundless scream, as every molecule in my body exploded with pleasure. It started from my core and spread to every limb, to every finger and toe.
I felt him twitch inside me. He let out a low groan, hands squeezing my thighs, and I knew he’d also found release.
We shook and trembled in each other's arms, breathing hard as we came down from that high.
We couldn’t even speak for long minutes as we tried to get enough oxygen into our tired lungs.
“Holy fuck,” I finally said with a low moan.
Seth let out a tired chuckle.
“That good, huh?” he asked.
“Why did I wait so long? That was amazing.”
“There’s nothing wrong with waiting until you’re ready,” he said.
