Page 28 of Everything I Need

I’ve never seen a man undress a woman as fast as Preston undresses me. He is like a starved man and his eyes grow wide as he leans over me, staring into my eyes, conveying all the emotion of this moment.

“You are even more beautiful than I could have ever dreamed of.” With that, his mouth trails feather light kisses from my nipple all the way down to my clit. If I thought the sensation on my nipple was out of this world, I don’t even have words to describe this feeling.

“Preston,” I manage to breathe out.

He doesn’t respond, he just continues to use his mouth and fingers to make me moan his name. The louder I moan the more pleasure he gives.

“Preston, I can’t. . . keep going. . .”

“Scarlett, let go, I’m right here for you.” He urges me on.

I need him, and when he whispers in my ear, feeling his breath on my neck, my whole world explodes. All I can see are stars. Literally. I am pulsing around his fingers as he trails kisses back up my entire body.

“You taste sweeter than I even remembered.” He says as he darts his tongue out to lick his lips.

I push him down onto his back and he grabs a condom from his pocket. As I pull his pants off and crawl up his body, I am more than impressed. He has muscles covering his entire body. His abs ripple under my touch. Before he can get the condom on, I am going to repay him for that orgasm. I take him in my mouth and start at his tip, licking my way down. I hear him suck in a breath as I put my hand around the base of his very large cock.

“Scarlett, damn.” He breathes out.

With his breathless moans urging me, I take more of him in my mouth. He fists my hair in his hands and pulls a little. I forgot how much I liked when Preston got a little rough. I’ve always been ruined for other men; they could never measure up to Preston and it’s amazing to finally enjoy sex again.

Preston pulls me up his body and sits me on his lap. He pulls the condom back out and I help him roll it on. In one smooth motion I go from on top of Preston to being pinned underneath him.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” He asks one more time.

I don’t bother answering. I lift my hips to get him inside of me and kiss the side of his neck, nipping his earlobe. It garners me a moan from his lips. He finally gives me what I’m craving and starts thrusting inside me.

I need Preston to go faster. I need more. I tilt my hips up to him to take more of him. He gives me what I want.

“You want more Scarlett?” He teases.

“Yes.” I breathlessly respond.

He flips us back so he’s again underneath me. It is hands down the sexiest thing that he can completely flip us with one arm holding me in place. I lean back, resting my palms on his muscular thighs, giving him more room to enter me. His hands cover my thighs and when I take him all the way to his base he grabs my hips, his fingers digging deliciously into my skin. I move faster and his fingers go to my clit, stroking me until I just can’t take it anymore.

“Come with me, Scarlett.” My body follows his direction instinctively. Together we explode together under the stars.

I collapse on top of him and nuzzle into his neck. He wraps his arms around me, his hands splayed across my back and holds me close.

“That was. . .” I can’t even describe what that was. It was more than anything I’d ever had in my dreams of Preston.

“I know, Scarlett. That was everything I never knew I was waiting for. My fantasies can’t compare to the reality of being with you.”

He stole my words from me. That was exactly how I felt. Tonight was definitely a pivotal moment for us, even before the earth shattering sex.

“Should we go back to my house? You can spend the night if you want,” he says hopefully.

“Yes, please. I think I would like that.”

We pack up the picnic basket and blanket in silence. Preston takes my hand and kisses the back of it as we start walking back to his house. Staring up into his eyes, I feel my soul find its way back home. Preston is meant for me. And that scares me just a little.

“You okay? You look far away?” He asks, noting my every thought like he always does.

Damn, he misses nothing. The way he knows me so well doesn’t help that scared feeling. I could never hide anything from Preston. He knew every emotion I was experiencing sometimes even before I did.

“Yeah, I’m good.” He continues to stare at me while we walk but he doesn't push me further.

“We’ve been away for a long time. Duke must miss you.” I change the topic.

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