Page 42 of Haunted

Snaking my arms around her middle, I rolled to my back, bringing her body to rest on top of mine. She fit me perfectly and I wasn’t simply talking about physically. Her willingness to go toe to toe with me showed how well we matched as a whole. I was looking for someone who wasn’t afraid to put me in my place, and she’d done it spectacularly.

Threading my fingers through the hair on either side of her face, I tilted her head, deepening our kiss. Her moan ofpleasure shot straight to my dick, where the happy fucker was already trying to figure out how to get from behind my zipper. She rolled her hips and I was done for.

Flipping our position again, I took her to her back, keeping my body propped up on one side. My lips carved a path from her mouth, down the front of her neck until I reached the valley of her breasts, which were barely contained by the ridiculous excuse for a sports bra.

“What do you want, baby?” She moaned again, thrashing her head to the side as I licked across the swell of each mound. “Do you want me to suck on these gorgeous tits?”

“I want you,” she gasped when I traced a pebbled bud with my middle finger through the thin material.

“What are you saying, Henley? I need the words.” My chest heaved with anticipation. I wanted nothing more than to be inside her, but I’d wait if she wasn’t ready. I’d wait forever if she asked.

“I want all of you, Keaton.” Her shocking green irises held mine in their grasp. “I trust you with my life and I trust you with my body.”

“You’ve got me, baby. I’m yours.”

Her eyes disappeared from sight, rolling back in her head when I pulled down the cup of her bra and latched on to her nipple, sucking it deep into my mouth. She fisted the sheets while I ravished her, chanting my name with every flick of my tongue against the turgid peak. Switching sides, I gave her other breast the same attention while my right hand drifted down her toned abs to the top of the––barely-there––shorts. Hooking a finger under the edge, I slid it around to the side, pulling downward as I went but only managing to expose half of her ass cheek.

Desperate to taste every single inch of her delectablebody, I released her tit with a pop, scooting down the mattress on my knees for a better angle. I grabbed both sides of her shorts and she lifted, shimmying her hips from side to side, while I worked the troublesome spandex down her thighs before tossing the offending article of clothing onto the floor. Peering down, I got my first glimpse of heaven. She was well groomed, but not bare, with a little strip of dark hair right above her glistening pussy.

“Goddamn, baby. Is this all for me?” Gathering the wetness between her thighs, I circled her clit with my thumb before pushing my middle finger deep inside her.

“Yes,” she groaned. “Please.”

“Please what? Do you need more?” I added a second finger, moving them in and out, increasing the speed.

“Fuck.”

“We’ll get there in a minute, Little Bird.” Twisting my wrist with every inward motion, I found that illustrious spot; the one which made her breath hitch and her thighs shake, but I wasn’t ready for her to come yet. Not even close.

She started to protest when I took my hand away and shot up from the bed, but quickly rolled to an elbow, watching with rapt attention as I began stripping. Buttons flew in every direction when I ripped my favorite dress shirt apart; having decided it would take too long to remove it the old-fashioned way. She chuckled, then belly laughed when I almost fell over––having forgotten to remove my shoes before attempting to kick off my pants––however, her amusement faded into a gasp when my cock sprung free of my boxers. At six two, I wasn’t a small man…anywhere. She didn’t have to worry though. She’d fit me like a glove.

“Lie back and spread your legs, baby.” Instead of listening, she did the opposite of what I asked, squeezing herthighs together and covering her breasts with her arms. “Do you want to stop? It’s fine if you do. I’d be satisfied with holding you all night.”

“No.” She shook her head. “I want this so much, but I’m gross and sweaty. I should shower first.”

Moving to the bottom of the bed, I reached for her ankles, twisting until she was on her back, then crawled between her legs, using my shoulders to wedge her thighs apart. Her head popped up and she held my stare. “I don’t give a shit about sweat. In fact, after I have a little taste, we’re both going to be dripping with it.”

Leaning down, I licked her from back to front, swirling my tongue around her bundle of nerves before doing it all again. The sounds she made as I devoured her would make a nun blush, yet it only spurred me on. When her thighs tightened around my head, I knew she was close, so I moved up her body and notched the head of my cock at her entrance.

“Fuck. I don’t have a condom.”

“I have an IUD,” she panted below me, “and I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”

“Me either and I get tested regularly for work. I’m clean. Are you sure?”

“Yes. Hurry.”

The words had barely left her mouth when I slid in, balls deep. We groaned together, though hers sounded a little strained.

“Fucking hell, you’re tight. Am I hurting you?”

“No.” She wrapped her fingers around my shoulders, digging her nails into the muscles. The bite of pain was a welcome relief from the onslaught of emotion slamming into me. “Move, please.”

Palming her ass with one hand, I wrapped the other onthe headboard for leverage and drew my hips back slowly, then thrust forward. Over and over, we fell into a rhythm as our bodies became one. The slapping of skin and our combined heavy breaths were the only sounds in the room, apart from the occasional squeak of the old metal bed frame beneath us.

Nothing had ever felt this good, this life-altering, and I realized nothing ever would. Somehow the universe, in all its infinite wisdom, saw fit to place this amazing woman in my path. I didn’t understand the whys or the hows, but then again, it wasn’t my place to question. All I knew was she was mine and I was hers.

I fucked her harder, my spine beginning to tingle at the same time I felt her pussy flutter around my cock. We were teetering on the edge of euphoria, both waiting for the other before taking the leap together. Sliding my hand between us, I pinched her clit, setting off a chain reaction. She arched her back, moaning my name as the orgasm rippled through her, dragging mine right behind.

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