Page 101 of Love Me Fierce

Her stormy eyes fill with a needy, tender yearning.

“I don’t know if I’ll be any good at this, but I want to try.” I caress up her sides.

“Any good at what?” she asks.

“Being yours,” I reply, stroking both of her breasts.

She bites her lip and her thighs tense, adding a jolt of friction to where my dick is trapped inside my jeans. I brush both thumbs over her hardening peaks, and she whimpers. I kiss down and suck her into my mouth. She’s so incredibly smooth, her nipple a firm little knot between my lips.

“Ev,” she pants, coming through my hair.

I lavish the other breast with my mouth while stroking and teasing with my fingers. She reaches for my shirt, and I tug it over my shoulders and drop it to the floor. The soft press of her breasts against my bare skin spirals my desire into something desperate, almost carnal.

I come back to her mouth, pinching her lip between mine before meeting her sensual tongue for a lusty kiss. I gently wrap my hand around her braid and glide down, the silky plaits slipping past my fingers. She pants into my mouth, rocking against me while I continue stroking down her back to cup her ass.

“These jeans need to go,” I say, shifting forward so she has to rock up to kneeling.

She arches down to kiss me while I pop the button and glide the fabric down. I help her balance so I can get them off, but then she slips free of my grasp and unfastens my jeans. While she unzips me, I grip the back of her neck and draw her to me for a kiss. While our tongues flick and swirl, she works my jeans down my thighs. I slide them off and toss them next to me.

I scoop her around the waist and pull her back into my lap, folding her knees on either side. She lowers down, her warmth on my cock, making me crazy to be inside her.

I stroke her bare back, then tuck inside her cotton panties to caress her. She arches her body, like she wants me closer. Her steady, insistent heat on my cock is becoming unbearable. I move down to her breasts, sucking and caressing.

She releases a groan and a tremor rattles through her core. I tug gently with my teeth and stroke down to caress her over the fabric of her panties, the cotton already soaked.

Her thighs jolt and she draws a tight breath. I slide the fabric aside and stroke her. She’s so plush and silky. Needy.

“Please, Everett,” she breathes.

I slip her panties down her hips. She rocks back to help me get them off, and then she’s tugging at my briefs. My cock springs free. I give myself a slow tug and draw her back to my lap. We kiss while I stroke her pussy and myself, savoring the anticipation for just a moment longer.

She breaks from our kiss, panting. “Can we…do you have…?”

I keep stroking her while I fumble for the pocket of my jeans. She kisses me, her breaths fast. Once I get the condom in my fingers, I have to force in a couple of breaths so I can focus on rolling it on.

“Come here, baby,” I say. “I want you right here, so I can touch you.”

She whimpers as I guide her hips forward and lock into place. Just this first touch sends my cravings into overdrive.

With my hand on her lower back, I urge her down. Her thighs tremble and she sucks in a breath. She’s so tight and soft, the stretch of her around me is fucking perfect. I cup her face and bring her down for a slow, sensual kiss, our tongues lashing and our breaths fast. I grasp her hips so I can thrust that final inch, tapping the deepest part of her. We start to move, her hips rising and falling. I caress her breasts as we kiss, and she whimpers again.

“I tried so hard not to want you,” she says. “I had closed off so much of myself. I had to. But when I met you, something changed. I can’t explain it. At first, I didn’t want to trust it, but little by little, I’ve started to.”

“You’re so beautiful, baby. So brave.” I flutter my thumb against her clit as she rocks her hips.

“You’ve made me feel strong again.”

She arches to me, her head falling back.

A pink blush has worked up her chest and neck. I tug on her braid and kiss the exposed curve of her neck. I swallow the whimper rising to her lips with another kiss. She breaks away, panting. Herbody tightens around me and a tremor rocks through her. It’s taking every shred of control I can muster not to come right now. Her body moving and her warm, smooth skin on mine and her sharp breaths in my ear are turning me inside out.

Vivian comes with a series of cries, her body pulsing around me. and quivers rocking her frame. I ride each pump of her hips until she goes limp against me, panting.

I caress down her back and cup her ass, giving her a squeeze. “I want one more.”

She releases a fluttery laugh while trying to catch her breath. “I could live off that one for weeks.”

I roll her to her back and grab a cushion to tuck under her hips. When I thrust again, with her climax ebbing through her, she feels like tight silk.

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