Page 63 of Saving Stella

Her arms tightened around him. “Yes, you can. We can. I give you permission.”

God, she didn’t know what she was saying. Cliff desperately wanted to do the right thing, but she was making it difficult. Maybe if she heard the truth, she would decide he wasn’t worth it. “Stella, you’re so sweet. Much too sweet for me.”

“I’m not a virgin, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“It’s not that.” He didn’t care either way. “But …” His hand inched up her back, to her neck, then he wound her hair around his hand and gave a not-so-gentle pull, making her gasp. “I won’t be able to hold myself back with you. If I fuck you, I’m going to want all of you. I’ll mark you, make you mine.” He nuzzled at her ear. “I can’t hold back.”

“Then don’t.” Her pupils blew up, and he could hear her heart pounding in her chest. “I want it all, Cliff. Please.”

Without a second thought, he backed her up against the wall. “I can’t wait. I’ve wanted you too long.”

“Me neither,” she mewled. “I want you so bad.”

Taking her hands in his, he held them above her head and pinned them. His heart thumped with excitement. “If you feel uncomfortable at all, I’ll stop. Promise me you’ll tell me if you want me to stop. Anytime.”

“Yes,” she breathed. “I promise.”

He caught her lips in a rough kiss, his tongue thrusting inside her mouth to taste her sweetness. His hands tightened around her wrists, and he pressed his erection against her belly. She moaned against his mouth and gyrated her hips up at him, the friction causing shivers up and down his spine. He broke the kiss, fearing this would end too soon.

“Keep those hands in place,” he ordered, then trailed kisses down her neck. He breathed in her lavender and sage scent right under her ear where it was concentrated most. The smell sent a deep, primal longing inside him, something about it calling to his most base instinct. He gave her a nip there, and to his surprise, she let out a growl but kept her hands over her head like he asked.

“Good girl.”

Moving lower, he kissed the top of her chest before pulling down her dress to pop out one breast. The nipple was already hard, so he teased and sucked it until she was moaning and pleading. He wished he could see her entire body naked, but he had to admit, seeing her half-dressed, one tit out, and squirming against the wall was even more exciting. He had so many things he wanted to do to her.

But first, he wanted a taste of that pussy.

Kneeling down in front of her, he lifted her skirt and pulled her panties off, which he slipped into the pocket of his coat.

“Don’t move those hands,” he said in a warning tone. Lifting one leg up, he slung it over his shoulder so her pussy lay open and slick in front of him. He plunged right in, licking and sucking at her folds.

“Cliff … oh …”

Her hips pushed up at him, and he grabbed them, keeping her in place with a tight grip that he was sure would leave marks. He continued to feast on her, teasing her clit and plunging his tongue into her tight slit until she was writhing in agony. At the same time, he unzipped his pants and took out his throbbing cock, stroking it as he ate her out.

His tongue flicked at her, faster and faster as he increased the pressure on her clit. His own excitement was at near bursting level. He put her leg down and shot up, hauling her up against the wall, then lined up the tip of his cock with her entrance.

“Yes?” He asked, searching her face for any hesitation.

Blue eyes gleamed with want and promise. “Yes. Please.”

That was all the encouragement he needed. While all he wanted was to plunge into her and fill her, he didn’t want to hurt her either.

“Hold onto me … yes, that’s it.” Her arms wrapped around him in a tight embrace.

Slowly, he pushed into her, inch by inch. God, he felt much too thick for her. She squirmed, but her body adjusted to his girth.

“Please, Cliff,” she moaned. “Don’t hold back. Not with me.”

Fuck.

He wrapped her legs around his waist, the spiked heel of her shoes digging into his back. Once he had her in place and on his cock, he gave her a first thrust, driving her up higher against the wall.

She let out a choked scream as her pupils blew out.

“Shh …” His large palm wrapped around her mouth. “Can’t be too noisy.” She didn’t struggle or scream when he covered her mouth. In fact, her pussy grew even slicker and pulsed around him. Still, she was tight. He already knew he wasn’t going to last long, but he just had to hold on until she came.

He jerked up into her, sliding his cock along her inner walls. She moaned and mewled with each motion, her pussy milking him, rippling around him as he continued his relentless movements. Changing the angle of his hips, and cupping her ass, he thrust deeper into her, finding that right spot that had her crying out and sobbing his name.

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