Page 6 of My Favorite Temptation

“Yeah,” Walker replies after a long minute. “Sorry, wrong room.”

“Are you having trouble sleeping?” I ask, already scooting over to make room for him in my bed. “You can stay here if you want.”

He hesitates, and for a moment, I’m sure he’s going to turn down the offer. But he surprises me, slowly crossing the room and stopping next to my bed. When I pull down the covers, he slides in next to me.

“I bet it’s weird having a room to yourself,” I murmur after a few seconds of silence.

“Something like that,” he agrees.

“That’s probably why you were so… loud earlier,” I say, unsure of why the words come out of my mouth.

He chuckles darkly and says, “You’re the reason for that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Bella, you’re irresistible,” he says. “I’m having a hard time just keeping my hands to myself right now.”

“Then don’t,” I say, not really sure what I’m asking for.

In an instant, Walker is grabbing my face and hauling me toward him. He kisses me intensely and I do my best to keep up, groaning into his mouth. In response, he pushes me onto my back and positions himself between my legs.

The weight of his body against mine is comforting and exciting all at once. He’s so close, but somehow not close enough. I want more, so much more, but I don’t know how to tell him. I think I want him inside me, and my hips cant forward without my permission at the thought.

“Eager, huh?” he says, his mouth still pressed against mine.

I can’t do anything but nod and say, “Please.”

“Please what?” he teases before recapturing my lips in a gentler, more sensual kiss. “You want me to show you what a big dick feels like?”

“Yes,” I plead, missing his contact when he pulls away from my mouth.

I watch him as he pulls his shirt over his head, revealing those well-defined muscles. My mouth starts to water when he shoves his sweatpants and boxers off. Then he turns his attention to undressing me, lifting me up to take off my shirt and pushing me down to yank off my underwear. And, all of a sudden, I’m naked with another person for the first time in my life.

“I’m going to get you ready,” Walker says, leaning back in for another kiss.

As he runs his tongue along the seam of my lips, his hand drifts down my body. He squeezes at my sensitive, pebbled nipples, and sends shivers through my body when his hand grazes the curve of my hip. Then I feel one of his fingers swipe through the wetness between my legs.

“Oh!” I gasp, bucking up into him.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” I say, earning myself another kiss.

Unexpectedly, he presses into my opening with two fingers, practically growling at the feeling. I can’t speak, too overwhelmed by the sensation of being opened up. He scissors his fingers, stretching me slowly in preparation for his cock. When he’s satisfied with his work, he pulls his hand away.

“You ready for me?” he asks, smirking when I nod enthusiastically. “This might hurt a little at first, but I promise it’ll feel good.”

“I trust you,” I breathe.

“Good,” he replies before pressing the head of his member against my slit.

I gasp at the feeling, and Walker chuckles in response. I feel his body shake with restraint as he pushes himself into me at an excruciating pace, filling me up with his enormous cock. It takes my breath away, being stuffed like this.

When he’s fully inside, he holds himself still while he presses kisses to my cheeks. He waits until I tell him to move, then he pulls his hips back before pressing back into my body. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, and I think I could get addicted to this.

“You’re so tight,” Walker groans, his thrusts getting faster. “I can tell by this tight little pussy you’ve never been with anyone else before.”

“No,” I gasp as he continues fucking me. “Only you.”

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