Page 27 of The Hand That Holds Me
He gently pushed into me and a gave him a slight push backward, letting him know I was on the same page as he was.
With a quickness I didn’t expect, he had me under him with his hard body seated firmly in between my legs, his mouth slamming into mine with a demanding kiss.
My hands reached up into his hair and pulled his body into mine. My body lit up and a fire was burning inside of me for him. He kissed down my neck and slowly kneaded my heavy breasts, making me moan and writhe under him.
I began to rock my core against his firm cock, which caused him to groan and rock back into me. We were making out on the couch like horny teenagers and while I wanted to have sex with him, I was fine with this next level of intimacy.
He broke off the kiss and gave a firm shove, causing me to bow backwards, seeking release. His hand came up and caressed my cheek as he looked into my eyes. The desire and lust come off us in waves, threatening to drown us both.
His forehead rested on mine and our breath mingled as we continued to seek pleasure from each other. We were fully clothed and it was the hottest sexual experience of my life so far. If he kept this up, he was going to make me come.Please make me come!
My breath began to stutter and he leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Come for me, sweet Maddie. Show me how much you want me and come for me. Now!” as he rocked harder and faster against my aching core.
My body came alight with fireworks, my core contracting, wishing he was driving into me, filling me up with his thick, hard cock. I screamed out his name as an intense orgasm wracked my trembling body and I unapologetically ground on his hardness, taking my pleasure from him. “Lucas!”
His groans and abbreviated strokes against me let me know he had come as well. The look of pure bliss on his face made his handsome features appear angelic. He was truly beautiful in the throes of passion.
His head rested on my shoulder and the full weight of his body on top of mine felt right.
He raised his head and looked me in the eye with a sexy smile on his face. As he leaned down to kiss me, I gently placed my hands on his bearded cheeks and poured every ounce of emotion I could into the embrace.
As he pulled back to separate our bodies, I immediately felt a chill overtake my body. He sat back against the couch and his head rested on the top, a smile plastered on his face.
“I didn’t mean for that to happen but I’m damn glad it did. Are you okay?” He looked relaxed and a little worried that he may have pushed me too far.
“I’m better than okay. I’m great. Are you sure you are fine with what just happen?
His response was a gentle kiss on my forehead and a chuckle. “I feel like a teenager coming in my pants. I’m going to need to head home, I’m made kind of a mess.” He sheepishly admitted.
“You’re welcome to use the shower in my room. I have some sweatpants that may be a bit big on you, but they should fit. I could cook us dinner while you clean up.” Hoping he would stay. I wasn’t ready for him to leave yet.
Even though I have sex inside a“relationship”only, I tend to disconnect after being intimate with someone. With him I felt different. Alive.
I wanted him to stay with me, laughing and learning about each other, until I knew all there was to know about Lucas Walters. I was falling more and more in love with him every day and trying to adapt to the changes in my heart.
My ability to trust was still damaged because of Jason but for Lucas, I wanted to try.
“I don’t want impose or..” his voice trailed off, almost like he was afraid to say what was on his mind.
“What did you say? I couldn’t hear you.” My defenses suddenly were up, thinking he got what he wanted and now he wanted to bail. I would not let him see me get upset, no matter what.
“I don’t want to wear some ex-boyfriends clothes,” he grumbled.
I couldn’t help it, I laughed and that seemed to upset him more, causing him to jump off the couch and start heading for the door.
I reached up and grabbed his hand like he always does mine and brought it to my mouth for a kiss. I looked him in the eyes so he knew I was serious and sorry for laughing. “The pants belong to Uncle Joe. He left some stuff here the last time he visited. He has developed a little bit of a gut but I think they will work for you.”
“Oh! Now I feel like an ass.” He looked away from me.
“I shouldn’t have laughed but the thought of Uncle Joe like that was funny. There hasn’t been another man in this apartment like that. Ever. You are the first. We moved in six months ago and, well, its been a little longer than that for me.” I shyly admitted.
I wanted him to respect me and not think I slept around. I may be a little adventurous and have dated a descent number of guys, but sex did not happen with all of them. Only the safe ones. The ones I can push away when needed. Lucas was everything but safe for my heart and I was terrified he was about to walk out.
With a quick kiss, he said “I would love to stay for dinner and a shower sounds wonderful. Would you like to join me?” His husky voice was full of lust.
I saw his erection growing and wanted nothing more than to drop to my knees and worship him with my mouth. I can’t let that happen tonight. He would break down my last wall and I would be powerless to stop him.
After the hot encounter on the couch, I knew sex with him will be explosive, so I took a step back and shook my head.
