Page 70 of Dare to Fall

Words were lost on me as I nodded slowly.

“Lie down,” he commanded.

I did as I was told and laid down on the bed with my legs dangling off the side while I watched him pull a condom out of his bedside table and roll it over his length. A jolt of butterflies swarmed my stomach as he sauntered toward me. I’d only ever been with one other before, and Connor was in no way comparable to the man who stood before me in all his glory.

Garth positioned himself between my legs, gazing down at my fully exposed body. I should have felt uncomfortable, splayed out before him in the bright light of the sunset. But instead, I felt empowered. He made it known that he found me beautiful. With every swirl of his tongue that landed on my clit when we were on the couch, I knew exactly how Garth felt about me. The desire that pumped through his veins was the same desire that flowed through mine.

He leaned over me, framing my face with his forearms as he hovered just above my body. With the sides of his thumbs, he brushed the hair away from my face. He lowered his hips so he was aligned with my entrance, and the tip of his throbbing cock settled on my swollen clit. In sweet, teasing motions, he rubbed his length along my entrance, letting my wetness coat him.

I closed my eyes, letting the sensation of our contact take hold.

“Open your eyes, Eva. I want to look into those sweet brown eyes,” he crooned.

My eyes fluttered open, and I met his longing gaze. His molten eyes told me everything I wanted to hear. The lust that raged within him, a desire so strong it could shatter this world. And something else. Something softer swirled in the windows to his soul. It felt familiar to me, only because it was the same thing I felt in my own heart. A whisper of truth that went unspoken. Words neither one of us were ready to unveil for fear that they would ruin the rawness of it.

But it was there, connecting the broken pieces of us.

I wrapped my arms over his shoulders and pressed a kiss to his soft lips. As I pulled away, he took both my hands in his and raised my arms above my head, pushing them into the soft fabric. Never taking his eyes off mine, he rolled his hips back and settled the crown of his length at my entrance. I could feel how thick he was, waiting to be consumed by me.

Ever so slowly, Garth sank deep into me. I writhed beneath him at the feel of his cock stretching me to my limit. But the weight of his chest kept me firmly in place, my hips rolling up to take every delicious inch of him.

“You’re so fucking tight, Eva,” Garth said through gritted teeth. “You feel so fucking good.”

“More,” I breathed. “Give me more.”

As Garth claimed my mouth, stroking my tongue in long swirls with his, he sank deeper into me until I felt the friction of his hilt rub against my clit. He waited there until my sensitive skin adjusted to the feel of him.

So gentle and tender. Every movement he made was for my pleasure. He unveiled a world I’d never seen before, a world where I was the center and everything else faded away. It was just him and me. Our bodies connected as one.

He nipped at my lip as he slowly pulled out. I whimpered at the loss of him and tilted my hips up, begging him for more.

Just as he dipped his head low and took my nipple into his mouth, Garth slammed into me. Over and over and over. My body turned to fire as the pleasure built throughout every inch of my being. His hands and lips were everywhere as he stroked the sensitive spot deep in my core with his thick cock.

My climax built with each long stroke. Garth leaned up and took both of my nipples between his fingertips, slowly rolling the sensitive skin as he pounded into me. My gaze dove down to where he slowly pulled out then crashed into me again.

It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, watching Garth claim me as his over and over. My head slammed back as the tension became too much, and my back arched, pressing my breasts into the palms of his hands.

I was so fucking close.

Right on the edge, about to fall into the welcoming arms of bliss.

“Come for me, Eva. I want to feel your sweet little pussy tighten around my cock.”

The sound of my name on his lips, begging me to come for him, was my undoing. With one final stroke, I was unleashed. The thickness of his cock as I pulsed around him was unlike anything I’d felt before. It was like falling into a blanket of stars. Pure ecstasy wrapped around me, clothing me in infinite bliss.

“That’s it, baby,” he purred in my ear, taking a nip at my earlobe.

Garth covered me with his body, wrapping me in his arms as I rode out the waves of my orgasm.

I screamed his name into the chamber of euphoria as he slowly rolled his hips, stroking my tender G-spot until every inch of my skin was aflame with pleasure.

I could feel him growing even more with each tantalizing thrust. He was so close, and I wanted to feel him come inside me. I wanted to grant him the same pleasure he’d given me. So I wrapped my legs around his waist, lifting my hips to meet him thrust for thrust. Our momentum built, and I could see it in his eyes.

The pounding friction pulled at my core, building into another climax I was sure would shatter me. With shaking arms and legs, I held until I felt him reach the edge.

“Fuck, Eva. You feel so fucking good.”

Just as his lips met mine, his tongue dipping into my mouth, searching with incessant need for contact, I felt him shatter into me. He cried out my name as his length pulsed against my folds. It was my own undoing as another orgasm ripped through me, coursing through my body with sinful vengeance.

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