Page 18 of In Too Deep

His teeth tug on his bottom lip as he searches my face, his mouth gradually drifting closer to mine. “What are you doing, Cat?”

“Answering your question.”

My mouth makes a delicate land this time, my body humming from the warmth of his tongue as it connects with mine. His hands travel to my ass and squeeze, his moan vibrating through me as his arousal presses into my thigh.

He starts to pull away again, but I deepen the kiss, my fingers clinging to his back. His resolve crumbles, his mouth eager now, his tongue greedy.

Something so wrong shouldn’t feel this right, so natural.

I pull up on the hem of his shirt, panting as I drag my mouth away from his in my efforts to remove it. He lifts his arms and allows me to slip it from his body. My eyes roam over him as it falls to the floor, my entire body burning with need while my lips seek out his.

He lifts me from the ground as though I’m light as a feather, and I let out a squeal, my arms wrapping around his neck, my legs around his waist.

“Bedroom,” he murmurs against my lips.

I point to the hallway and he heads in that direction, carrying me with a hurried ease, his mouth never leaving mine. He sets me on the edge of my bed when we get to my room, his ocean eyes darkened with lust once he finally breaks our kiss. A smile plays on my lips as I work to undo his belt, even though my heart is beating wildly in my chest.

He sucks in a ragged breath, fear swirling in his gaze as he stills my hands. “I’ve wanted this for so long, but…don’t you think we should slow down?”

I shake my head and pull free from his hold, coming to my feet to place a soft kiss on his lips.

His eyes grow wide as I remove my shirt, his stare wandering over my bare breasts as he licks his lips.

“I don’t want to stop.” My words are no more than a faded breath, my hand sliding into his boxers.

“Fuck…”

His jeans fall down his thighs as he groans, and there’s a flurry of movement as we work together to remove the rest of his clothes. A shy smile breaks out across his face as I study him, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of my pajama pants.

“Am I dreaming?” I giggle, rolling my eyes as he slides them down my legs, his hands traveling back up my naked thighs with leisure. “I’ve imagined you standing before me this way a thousand times since I was thirteen years old, but the real thing is so much better.”

His lips are impatient this time, his body crashing into mine as I fall back into the mattress. He positions himself above me, his hand trailing up the apex of my thigh to my aching center. My hips buck as he teases the sensitive flesh, my fingers digging into his back.

I moan in protest as he pauses, his eyes pleading as his forehead rests on mine.

“If any part of you is unsure, please stop this now. It has to be you. I can’t do it.”

My stomach twists, urging me to listen to what he’s saying and put a stop to this, but it’s too late. I’m too far gone, like an alcoholic who’s polished off half a bottle of booze. My sobriety is already blown, I might as well finish it. There’s no point in turning back now, even if I wanted to.

I reach for my nightstand and dig in the top drawer, retrieving a square foil package.

“I’m sure, I want this,” I reassure him, tearing the package open with my teeth. “I want you.”

He lets out a primal growl, his kiss almost bruising, his tongue ravenous as it briefly links with mine.

“Say it again.” His plea brushes against my swollen lips as he takes the condom from my hand, his intense gaze locked on me as he slips it on.

He settles between my thighs, the head of his penis rubbing against my slick opening as he waits for me to say the words.

“I want you.”

His features light up as he leans down, his kiss tender as he pushes inside of me. My thighs tighten around his hips as they slowly rock back and forth, that glorious pressure building quickly.

Our bodies are moving together in a perfect rhythm as he lifts his head, his stare loving. “God, you’re so beautiful.”

I moan as his movements become more urgent, my back arching. His head falls, his mouth wrapping around my nipple this time. My orgasm begins to peak as he sucks, his thrusts hitting deeper and harder as his hands grip my ass, elevating me.

His lips find their way to mine once more, our bodies growing tense and movements rigid as we climax together.

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