Page 64 of The Spare
I'm so shocked my hand slaps against my mouth, and I arch my back in pleasure."Aaah!"I yelp. My brows scrunch together, my mouth drops open, and I toss my head back on a sharp cry as I explode everywhere. My hands fly to his head, sinking into his hair. The tips ofmy nipples pinch unbearably tight, my body heats up and mists with a sheen of sweat as I orgasm hard.
Harder than I ever have before.
"No!" I gasp, flinching as my juices rush out of me, and he keeps sucking. I try to tilt my hips to get away, but he locks his hands hard on my thighs.
"Be still," he says. "Give me your eyes."
I look back down at him, seeing him lapping every drop up before settling his lips back against my clit.
I flinch hard, yelping as my swollen, sensitive flesh is scraped between his teeth. His hands travel up my stomach to my breasts, where he plucks and rolls my nipples between his fingers. His hair scrapes the inside of my thighs, and his breath washes warmly against my skin adding to my pleasure.
So long I've waited for this with him.
"Oh my God," I whimper, feeling my face contort as he keeps me balanced perfectly on the edge.
He settles into a rhythmic sucking that sets my skin on fire. My throat convulses as I swallow hard. I roll my hips, not able to keep still.
"Uhnnn," I moan, panting now as he's nipping, sucking, flicking the tip of my swollen clit with his tongue.
He moves lower, rimming my opening, thrusting his tongue inside shallowly.
We both go still as I stiffen.
"Relax, baby," Mason says, pulling away for a second to look up at me. His lips and chin are shiny with my juices, and his cheeks are tinged a red.
My eyes flicker between his as he moves his hand from my thigh, pressing a finger into me. It feels good.
"Oh,"I whimper, feeling my pussy spasm slightly.
Feeling my bottom lip quiver, I bite it. His eyes bore into mine, and my belly clenches as hard as my toes do with nerves. But he advances slowly, despite the nerves wracking my body.
My flesh spreads apart as his finger goes deeper before stopping, and I know without asking that he's hit my hymen. I didn't think I had one after all the running I do.
I wet my lips, and flex my fingers against his scalp. "Can I have more?" I whisper.
"Yes, but you're narrow," he says, keeping his eyes on me.
He removes his fingers and lifts me up bridal style, pulling back the expensive sheets on his bed and laying me down. I'm too nervous to watch as he unbuckles his belt and undresses. I hold the sheet to my breasts and train my eyes to the side, listening at the sound of fabric rustling as he takes off the remainder of his clothes.
He gets in bed beside me, pulling the sheet from me and quickly rolling himself so he's on top, pressing every inch he can into me. I feel myself flush with desire and nerves at the feel of his body on top of mine. It's such a new experience, and I'm glad I waited for him. I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to make love to me for the first time.
Based on the feel of him, he's just as excited as I am. His erection lies hard and heavy against my thigh, and I swallow hard, feeling how heavy he is against me.
"Are you angry with me, butterfly?" he asks, staring deep into my eyes.
"Yes," I mumble, breathing hard. Irritated more like, because our family has convoluted everything.
But it's also a fact that I'm anxious.
So very nervous.
"Good. Then that makes two of us." He grips my chin and turns me back to him. "Don't you ever doubt that I deserve you, Melody.That's the one fucking thing I'm sure of. Please don't take that away from me."
My heart beats wildly in my chest. Every hard ridge of him is pressed against me, and based by how tightly he's strung, how thinly stretched both of our patience is, I just know our first time isn't going to be gentle, and I don't think I want it to be.
I want us to explode with passion.
Mason leans down to seal his mouth over mine, and I stiffen at the first taste of me on his mouth. However, he takes it slow, stroking his tongue along mine, being patient while I acclimate. When all my taste is gone, his eyes meet mine again. I wish I could say that it lessons my anxiety, but it doesn't.
