Page 44 of Fireworks & Forehead Kisses

When she stood back up, I told her, “Lie down on the bed.”

Her breathing was shallow as she did as I instructed. She scooted up to the top of the bed and lay down in the center as I continued to undress. Her eyes watched my every movement. When I pushed my pants and boxer briefs down, a flush rose on her chest and cheeks.

I took myself in my hand and stroked myself twice. When I did, she licked her lips. I could tell that she hadn’t done it to be suggestive or seductive. It had been totally involuntary, which made it that much sexier.

As I stared down at a woman I barely knew—a woman I’d met only an hour before—a hunger I’d never felt before overtook me. I was overcome with a primal, visceral urge to claim her, to mark her, to possess her, to make her mine. I didn’t understand it. I couldn’t control it. But for once in my life, I didn’t give a fuck about control.

15

ASHLEY

Was this actually happening?I felt like I was in a dream. A really hot, really X-rated dream that I never wanted to wake up from.

For the rest of my life, I would never forget this night. As far as one-night stands go, I think it was safe to say I won. This was the best one-night stand ever.

I mean, what girl doesn’t want a man who takes control in the bedroom?

Everything he said turned me on.

Him:Turn around. Open your eyes. Take off your shoes. Now take off your panties. Lie down on the bed.

My lady parts:Yes, sir.

I’d just had the hottest, best orgasm of my life, and Big had barely touched me. Also, speaking ofbig. Holy Hammer of Thor! Big was packing some serious heat. I may not be the most experienced of women due to being in a relationship for half of my life. I could count on one hand the amount of men I’d been with. Big would be my fourth. But he was, by far, the largest in both girth and length.

I was equal parts excited and nervous to find out how this was going to go. If the first ten minutes were any indication, I had nothing to worry about. No man had ever made me come in that short a period of time. Usually, it took me at least ten to fifteen minutes, not under five.

And if Big kept staring down at me the way he was, I might just come again in no time at all. The predatory gleam in his eye was like a lion stalking his prey. It held an edge of danger and the promise of being devoured.

“Put your arms above your head.”

I did as he instructed, and I watched as his eyes darkened with desire. His body tensed as well. The muscles in his shoulders and his chest tightened. I loved seeing that he was being affected by our encounter. It was nice to know I wasn’t the only one.

“Keep them there. Donotmove them.” The quiet authority in his deep voice made it clear there was no room for argument. Not that I wanted to argue.

“I want to taste you. Spread your legs,” he instructed gruffly.

My heart rate tripled as I did as I was told. I opened my knees, suddenly feeling very exposed and, for the first time tonight, just a little shy. It was one thing for him to stare at me in the reflection of a window when his hands were down my panties and on my body. It was another to be on display in front of him.

The male groan of appreciation and the flare of his nostril as his eyes greedily roamed my body quickly dispelled any pinch of self-consciousness that had crept up in me and replaced it with boldness. So much so that I moved my thighs farther apart for his viewing pleasure. When I did, his visual attention caused the slit of my sex to pulse. The signs of my next release were already building as the pressure expanded low in my belly. I was gettingclose again without him even touching me; that’s how much this encounter was turning me on.

My brazen move was rewarded when he practically pounced on the bed, landing between my legs. His mouth covered my sex. The moment his tongue brushed across my already sensitive clit; I instantly came apart. Pleasure whipped through me with a violent force. The sensation increased when the tips of his fingers began to massage the base of my opening, drawing out my release.

Rushes of tingles spread from my head to my toes as the final wave of release crested through me. I sank into the mattress as all of my energy drained from me. My heart swelled as his large hands spread my thighs apart further as he tenderly kissed each one softly, increasing the sense of affection and trust between the two of us. It almost felt like it was too much. Too real. Too intimate.

Instinctively, out of self-preservation, I wanted to close my legs and protect myself, but I didn’t. I was scared that if I did, I’d be risking never knowing the full potential of what sex could be because no man had ever made my body feel the way this man had. Whatever this was, I wanted to surrender to it completely.

This man knew my body better than I did. It was as if he had the blueprint for my erogenous zones. He was hitting spots I wasn’t aware had pleasure receptors. In fairness, everywhere he touched was turning out to be a sensual trigger.

He began to kiss up over my hip, and I wanted so badly to move my hands down to his head, to run my fingers through his hair, but he’d told me not to move my arms, so I didn’t. I watched as his lips pressed to my skin.

“That feels so good,” I whispered as he continued peppering kisses across my belly.

“You taste so good,” he rasped.

I already came twice tonight. Two times. Never in my life had I come three times in one night, but if it was ever going to happen, this was the time.

When he reached my breasts, he licked my nipples and then nipped them between his teeth. The sting caused my back to arch. I started to lower my arms but stopped myself. He’d told me to keep them there. I would not move them. No matter how much I wanted to.

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