Page 52 of Fixation

Shivers cascaded down her skin. She’d never felt anything like this before. She’d never trusted any man to get close to her, but for the first time, she wanted to put her faith in a man and do this—to take a step into the unknown and explore the pleasure she was certain he would give her. Yet, the tiny, sane part of her mind warned her to be careful. That there was a reason why she hadn’t trusted men for so long.

“Can I trust you not to hurt me?” she asked.

“I won’t,” he said.

“Then yes, I want this with you.”

She pulled him by his t-shirt and slammed her mouth on his. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she explored his mouth with abandon, dipping, searching, playing. Her tongue touched his and she was lost.

He growled low in the back of his throat and moved to climb atop her. His erection pressed in the vee between her legs, and more shivers rolled through her. He pushed himself into her, and a zing of lust seared her. This… him… this was what she needed. Her body moved of its own accord, seeking that pleasure she felt when they moved like this.

Desire spread like a wildfire through her veins, making her ache everywhere. His hands sank in her hair. He titled her head and seized control from her, claiming her mouth just the way she liked it. His tongue lazily stroked against hers, and his lips drank from hers. All the while, he pushed into her core. Herheart raced faster, and her raging desire became a conflagration. It stormed through her, taking over her mind, destroying all rational thought. Everything around her disappeared. It was only him and her, and the promise of more to come.

He parted the buttons of her shirt, and his mouth fell open at the sight. Her breasts, wrapped in cream lacy fabric, rose and fell under his burning gaze.

Unhooking her bra, he helped her remove it along with her shirt. His throat worked as he studied her. “You are so beautiful.”

He looked into her eyes. “Are you okay with this?”

This—him asking her for permission—reinforced her belief that she was making the right choice. “Yes.”

Her acceptance was all the permission he needed. His mouth latched onto the side of her throat, just where her pulse was running away, and sucked her there. His teeth scraped her skin, his tongue soothed the bite. He did that over and over until she was writhing beneath him. He drifted lower, his mouth skating across her chest, licking, sucking, playing. Sweet tension gathered inside her core. Her body trembled with need. He traced her breasts with his lips and tongue yet stayed away from her hard, pebbled nipples.

She caught his head in her hands. “Stop teasing me and give me what I want.”

Amusement flashed on his face. “So needy. Show me what you want from me.”

She moved his head to her breast, right at her nipple. “Here, I want you here.”

He chuckled before his mouth latched on to her nipple while his hand played with her other breast. Her body arched. Her core melted. She whimpered, holding him to her as he sucked on her pebbled tip. His teeth scraped against her skin, and her headthrashed from side to side. Her breathing became ragged as he continued to torture her breast.

He finally shifted his attention to her other breast, and the torture started anew. His mouth lowered to her navel. In a quick swoop, he removed her leggings and panties and tossed them aside.

He stared at her for a long moment, his eyes hot and full of need before scraping his jaw against her inner thigh. Her body began to vibrate, knowing what was to come. His mouth latched on her core, attacking the tight bundle of nerves he found hidden there. Her fists clenched and unclenched as more desire stormed through her. He pushed one finger inside her core and black spots danced in her vision. His tongue flicked at her sweet spot as his fingers attacked her core. She moved against his mouth and hand, delirious sounds escaping her lips. And then he pushed two fingers inside her. A scream tore out of her. She slapped a hand over her mouth. Oh God. It was all too much. Her skin tightened, her hips bucked, and then she stilled. Just when she thought she was done, his fingers and lips attacked her in a frenzy. Her hips thrashed against his head, harder, faster. Pleasure rose, and her body began to shake as she fell and fell.

When she opened her eyes, he was watching her, a satisfied smile on his face. He was still fully clothed, while she lay below him, nude and satiated.

“I want to see you,” she said, feeling bold.

He rose, and she helped him out of his t-shirt, knowing he couldn’t do so on his own. And then she helped him out of his sweats. Her gaze roamed over him, taking in his perfect chest, those sharp abs and that vee going down, and… and… Her breath hitched. Her mouth dropped open on seeing his thick, hard length. She ran a tentative finger down his length, and he jerked under her touch.

Her eyes shot up to his face. He had his eyes shut, head thrown back. Taking that as a sign that she was doing something right, she palmed his thick length in her hand and stroked it from root to tip, going faster and faster. Oh, the sounds he made, the growls that erupted from his throat—all of it made her hotter and wetter. She had just been sated, but her body began to throb again simply by watching him.

She moved to put her mouth on him, and he held her head with his hand. “Not tonight. Tonight, I want to be inside you.”

He climbed atop her, resting his head in the nook of her shoulder. “Reina, I want you so badly.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

“To cool my body down so I can get up and fetch a condom.”

She chuckled. “It’s fine. I just finished my period last week.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m a doctor, which means I know what I’m talking about. And I like you hot, hard, and bothered. I’ve heard that will make the whole experience better for me.”

“You’ve heard?” He raised his head to study her. “Please tell me you have done this before.”

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