Page 17 of Smarty Plants
“Good.”
He lies beside me, taking control of my entire body. His thumb brushing across my nipple. His palm cupping my breast. His lips possessing mine with an intense hunger that makes my belly flutter. Then his hand slowly plunging inside my panties. I gasp – not with surprise, but with need.
I need him. Need to explore this heat. Need to understand why he makes me feel so cherished. Most importantly, I need to discover if this wave of what could eventually be love is purely physical, or all-encompassing. More.
My hips lift as he slides my panties off, and I shudder as the thick weight of his hard cock lands across my hip bone.
My brain is curious. My gut is eager for more. My heart is hoping that this means as much to him as it does to me.
Even though the spinal cord is constantly sending messages between the body and brain, they are processed through the…
Seriously – shut up, brain. Tonight, my body’s in charge.
10
BEN
Iris has unearthed a part of me I wasn’t aware I had. Lust. Desire that runs so deep, it’s already bordering on obsession.
I feel like we understand each other in a way that should be impossible after only a few days.
I hope Iris understands what she does to me. I’ve never been this hard in my life. Every single muscle in my body feels like it’s firing, all my energy directed at my throbbing cock. One stroke of her delicate hand would have finished me.
Seeing her spread out on my bed in nothing but innocent white cotton panties is a vision I will hold onto forever.
My fingers thread through the back of her hair as I move in for a slow, deep kiss. Searching. Questioning. Making sure I feel her fingers tighten around my bicep and my back as I slide over her.
Iris makes a faint humming moan as my length slips between her legs, brushing and exploring. I find her clit, moving against it firmly as I feel her growing more excited. Wetter. I love that she gets wet so easily – that’s definitely going to help her take all of me. I drag a thick finger through her crease, and it doesn’t take long before she’s soaked.
Iris looks up at me with her heart in her eyes, her long lashes fluttering over one of her soft, precious smiles. “If I didn’t know better, I’d wonder if you were nervous.”
“Nervous about hurting you? Yeah, a little.”
She shakes her head, reaching down to give my ass a bit of a smack. “Don’t worry, I’m tougher than I look.”
Doubtful. Everything about my angel is soft and sweet. And now, sexy as hell as her hips squirm, trying to lift her gorgeous, pink pussy closer to my cock.
I rub the head up and down against her clit again with gentle strokes, then I dip, easing just the head inside.
I’m teasing us both, my breath becoming heavier, hers becoming fluttery.
My hand strokes her hair back as I look into her wide, beautiful eyes. “Iris, this is so much more than…” I’m not even sure what I’m trying to say, but she nods anyway.
“I know. I’m ready.”
Her thigh trembles slightly as I lift it, wrapping it around my hip to open her up more. As I press slightly deeper, I muffle her surprised murmur with a deep, soulful kiss.
There’s nothing between us anymore. I slowly sink deeper, my hips straining as I control every movement carefully. I want to thrust, want to bury myself inside her. Yet Iris needs me to move slowly, allowing her to shift and get used to me.
I pause two inches inside, the grip of her pussy so snug it makes me wonder whether I should try going deeper.
“More,” she whispers, as her other leg wraps around me. “It’s okay.”
Her hips lift, urging me forward as I gradually sink deeper, taking careful strokes.
Her lips fall open with a moan, and she begins to squirm. “You really are huge.”
“I’m sorry.”
