Page 80 of A Taste Of Darkness

As his thumbs brushed over my nipples, his gaze finally fell.

“Oh, fuck,” he breathed.

“Like what you see?” I giggled, though I wasn’t sure if it was because of his reaction, or out of fear because some part of me was afraid he’d find me as disgusting as the first and only other guy who’d ever seen me like this.

He pulled me closer and laid his lips on my neck, leaving kisses on my skin. His hands moved from my breasts to my ass, holding me, touching me. “You’re the most stunning view,” he replied.

I could feel my cheeks heat, and for the first time in my life, a compliment didn’t feel fake. His words felt honest; like he truly meant what he said.

His lips moved from my neck up to my jaw, and right to my lips.

My heart was beating so heavily in my chest, it almost felt like it was going to jump right out of my body any second.

Slowly, I started to move my hips and rubbed myself against his covered erection. I was cautious of Milo’s reactions because I didn’t want to freak him out with sudden movements. My hands reached to the hem of his T-shirt before I pulled it up his body to reveal his torso to me.

I didn’t care where his shirt ended up because I was too engrossed in watching the tips of my fingers trace over every single curve of his torso.

When my hands were close to his pants, Milo leaned back until his back hit the towel underneath us. My hands lay flat on his abdomen.

His breath was still a little shakier than usual, and I could tell how hard it was for him trying to tolerate my touch. I might’ve been able to hug him or hold his hand without a problem, but I suppose this was different.

“Do you want me to stop?” I asked just to be sure.

He shook his head. “Please don’t.”

To be honest, I always thought I would get this treatment, and that whoever I was eventually going to lose my virginity to would be extra cautious with me. Never did I imagine that I’d be the one who was less afraid.

“Is this okay?” I let my hands glide to the sides of his body, only to end up back by his abs.

Milo took one of my hands and pushed it up until I could feel his heart beating against my palm. “More than okay.”

I smiled at him, only to realize that his eyes fell from mine down to my body. The color in his cheeks had faded a bit, but it was still a little more red than usual.

“Take it off,” he said.

“Take what?—”

He sat back up and reached for the strings of my bikini bottoms, pulled on them until the bow was gone and my bottoms were loose. “Lift your hips.”

I pushed myself up, and Milo immediately pulled the fabric away from between my legs, leaving me completely naked.

40

SHORELINE BLISS

Milo Marucci

Sterlie laid on her back, and though I knew it wasn’t the most comfortable, she wasn’t complaining about it.

I kissed her one last time, deeper, more desperate, and she moaned right into my mouth as I rolled my hips against hers.

She was already drenched, probably left slight marks of her wetness on my pants, but I knew I couldn’t just fuck her right here and then. With her, it was important to prepare her for me, to stretch her properly, otherwise this wouldn’t have been pleasant for her at all. And if there was one thing I wanted to do right, it was not hurting her in any possible way.

I kissed my way down her body and made sure to take a quick stop by her tits, ran my tongue over those perky nipples one after the other, and sucked them into my mouth.

I couldn’t believe I was actually touching her, tasting her. Not once in eleven years was I interested in touching another person the way I did her. Even the thought of doing it disgusted me. But with Sterlie, oh with her… If her skin was made of thorns, I wouldn’t have minded bleeding to death.

Her hands were on my back, nails lightly scratching my skin.

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