Page 103 of Love Undiscovered
“God, Chance,” I say as it rushes over me. Wave after wave of euphoria. Stars exploding behind my eyes as my body spasms uncontrollably. My arms strain against the belt and my legs find purchase around his hips as I pull him against me to ride it out.
Holy fucking shit fuck shit balls.
I collapse back on the bed. Spent. Depleted. Stick a fork in me and all that.
But Chance is just getting started. His mouth moves to my right breast and begins the same ministrations.
“At least give me my hands back. Please.”
He stops and looks up at me. “Do you plan to behave?”
I nod.
He inches back up my body, kissing as he goes, until he meets my mouth, his lips just as demanding as the rest of him. He wraps one arm underneath me and pulls me into him. The other hand moves up to the belt, which he unclasps.
One-handed.
While kissing me.
The blood rushes back into my hands, and they tingle slightly. Chance pulls away from me to look at them.
“You okay?” he asks as he inspects each wrist.
“Fine.” I pull my hands from his and wrap my arms around his neck to pull him back toward me, happy to have the use of my hands. I want to touch him everywhere at the same time. My hands move from behind his neck and down his back. I encounter jeans.
“Why do you still have these on?”
“Patience, beautiful.” He begins his descent back down my chest to my abdomen. Pushing my panties down as he goes. My lips and right nipple apparently forgotten. I gasp when his mouth meets my clit as he dives right in, no pretense.
“Chance!”
I’m going to come again.
Oh God.
“Chance, I, oh jeez.” I buck my hips, hard. He wraps one arm under my ass to lift me slightly, and the other over my abdomen to hold me still. His tongue takes turns plunging inside me and peppering my clit with attention. Within seconds, another orgasm washes over me. Chance moans in appreciation, licking up everything I have to offer.
This is insane. The way my body responds to him. My limbs fall listlessly to the bed. I thought I was depleted before. But that was nothing compared to this. My eyes drift shut. I feel a small pinch on my nipple.
“I’m not done with you yet,” Chance says as he sits up, his hand moving softly over my chest and belly. I’m glad I’m not ticklish.
I open one eye. “No more. I can’t,” I tell him.
“You can,” he says. He leans forward to give me a quick peck on the lips, then moves off the bed to remove his jeans. For this, I open my other eye. I’ve felt what he has to offer, but this is the first time I going to see it in its entirety and I have no intention of missing that.
He looks at me as he unbuttons his jeans, heat in his eyes. “Now I have your attention?”
“You have my full attention,” I tell him, sitting up. I look him up and down again. His body is amazing. I don’t know what he does to work out or stay in shape, but it works for him. Really well. He’s not so bulky that I fear he’ll have steroid dick, but also not so slight that I feel big next to him. I’m a tall girl with a lot of curves, it’s hard to feel dainty and desirable in most situations. But, especially a naked one.
He pushes his jeans and boxers down at the same time. His cock springs forward, asking for my attention. Which it definitely has. The bed dips as he moves his way back to me. A knee on each side of mine and his forearms braced around my shoulders. He slides up my body until we are touching everywhere.
The feel of skin on skin is incredible. His bare dick against my clit.
“I need you, now,” I tell him, trying to find the right angle to get him inside me.
“I aim to please.”
He sits back, ass to ankles, and I’m filled with disappointment. Until I realize he’s grabbing a condom from the side of the bed. I don’t even know how it got there. I watch as he puts it on. Even this most mundane of tasks becoming a turn-on for me.
