Page 343 of The First Time
My eyelids flutter together as I kiss him. He tastes like coffee and vanilla. And like Blake.
I slide my tongue into his mouth.
He holds me tighter. Kisses back harder.
His hands slide to my ass. His nails dig into my flesh.
I moan into his mouth. I'm not giving up control this time. I need to touch him everywhere. I need to touch him on my terms.
He drags his fingers over my back and shoulders. Then they're on my neck. Digging through my hair.
Blake pulls back. His eyes find mine. "Get on your back."
I shake my head. "I want to touch you."
"We're doing this my way."
The commanding tone to his voice makes my sex clench. But I can't relent here.
I stare back at his eyes. "I want to touch you."
He nods. "You will. Trust me."
I do. That's the problem.
But this is a compromise. Of sorts.
I need to do this.
His way is fine. No, it's perfect.
I nod. "Okay."
I shift and pull the blanket out of the way. My body sinks into his. I can feel him. He's hard under me. He's almost mine.
Blake grabs my hands and brings them to his shoulders.
I explore his chest with my fingertips. It feels so good to touch him. So much like he's mine.
He grabs my ass and pulls my body into his. His other hand goes to my hair.
He brings my head to his.
And he kisses me. It's hard, but it's sweet.
His way. I like his way.
I explore the nooks and crannies of his torso with my fingertips. There's a soft tuft of hair just below his belly button. I slide my hand beneath it and play with the waistband of his boxers.
He grabs my wrist and brings my hand back to his shoulder. A warning. Or a demand. I'm not sure.
He drags his lips to my ear. "Not yet." He plants kisses down my neck.
Every brush of his lips makes me shudder.
I'm desperate for more of him. For whatever he's willing to give me.
I rub my crotch against his. The friction of my sex against his cock is divine. Those damn boxers are in the way. They press into my tender flesh. They make everything harder. Rougher.
