Page 58 of Always Be True: Tino
For a brief second, the dark expression on Tino’s face lightened. “Lady, I love the way you think.”
Then he was right there within reach. He drew her back up to her feet and then framed her face with the warmth of his hands, tilting it up for the right angle to kiss her. Contrary to his claim, he took his time and teased her with soft brushes of his lips at the corners of her mouth. When she tried to protest, he finally got down to business, his tongue sweeping past the barrier of her lips to take possession of her mouth and quite possibly her soul.
She clung to his shoulders for support when suddenly her legs would no longer support her. Tino immediately broke off the kiss and eased her back down onto the bed and knelt at her feet as he slid his hands up her calves to pause at her knees. “You okay with this?”
Considering her lips were a bit swollen from his kiss, her smile might have been a bit ragged when she nodded. “So much more than just okay.”
Her answer clearly pleased him as he tugged the hem of her dress up out of the way. Without waiting to be asked, she braced her feet on the floor and lifted her hips to aid him in removing her panties and pantyhose in one motion.
Tino rocked back on his heels to undo his belt and then reached for the tab on his zipper. The soft slide of metal against metal was the only sound in the room, only barely discernable above the pounding of her heart. After shoving his pants down only far enough to free his erection, he held her gaze captive as he took care of protection.
With that warning, he positioned himself over her, taking her with one hard thrust and no hesitation. She expected the abrupt invasion to hurt, but her body was clearly ready for him. Had been, in fact, since they’d left the dance. Tino knew it, too, because he didn’t hesitate to set a pounding rhythm that left them both gasping.
The experience was an incredible hodgepodge of sensations. Her dress was bunched up around her waist while his cotton dress shirt felt slick and cool to her grasping fingers. It provided a sharp contrast to the few places where their hot skin came into direct contact. In only a few strokes, her body was already tightening, straining to reach completion.
Tino was having none of it. “Not yet, babe. It’s too soon.”
He slowed the pace, rolling his hips as he nearly withdrew from her body before once again burying the hard length of him deep within her core. He held them both still for the longest time before once again pulling back and then pushing in again, but only a little. Holding himself steady, he reached between her legs to flutter his fingertips over the center of her desire, fanning the flames into a full-out burn.
“God, yes, Tino! Just like that.”
She wrapped her legs around his lean hips in a vain attempt to take more of him, but he held her still. Clearly, he was determined to remain in charge this time. Once she quit struggling, he gave her what they both wanted—a hard, fast ride that had her screaming his name as he sent them both flying over the edge.
