Page 15 of His Little Pumpkin
Once her entire body is quivering, I lash my tongue straight across her tender button, causing Laura’s spine to arch and send her perfect round breasts toward the ceiling.
It doesn’t take long to find a rhythm she clearly enjoys, sliding my middle finger slowly in and out.
I should do the right thing and open her completely with my fingers. That would be the gentlest way. Yet part of my mind insists that the first deep plunge inside her should be with my cock. Whenever that should happen, of course.
I admire Laura like the incredible work of art she is. Chest flushed. Pupils wide as she stares at me, her mouth a perfect O. Lower belly fluttering and snug pussy dripping around my fingers.
I relish the slight prick of pain when she grips my hair firmly, her body curling forward as she comes hard – breathless and stunningly beautiful.
My tongue continues lapping until she releases my hair, then I lick up some of her juices. “So sweet,” I rasp, raw lust turning my voice to a growl.
She reaches awkwardly for my shirt, giving it a quick tug. “You. Naked. Now. Please.” I was already hard before, but the desperate, begging tone in her voice sends another wave of blood rushing south.
“What are you after, pumpkin? Are you going to wrap those pretty little fingers around me again?” A shudder runs through me at the thought.
She shakes her head. “Not exactly.”
I swear my heart stops for three solid beats when it should have thumped. “Tell mepreciselywhat you want.”
Laura leans up on one elbow, then pulls my mouth to hers in a deep, shuddering kiss that leaves no room for ambiguity. “I need you inside me, Eldon. Now.”
12
LAURA
Ihave never been so forward in mylife. It’s not like me at all. But everything about Eldon makes me feel brave, not to mention in touch with everything I need.
If someone had asked me a week ago how long I would wait before having sex with a man I just met, I would’ve laughed and made up some arbitrary timeline that felt correct. But now… I certainly don’t care what anyone else thinks, I’m ready.
Eldon blinks hard, as if I brought him out of a trance. He leaps to his feet, tearing off his shirt with a quick, rough tug.
My breathing is still uneven from that unbelievable climax. It stutters again as I take in the wall of muscle in front of me. He’s a big man, and the strength and power in his frame is simply mouthwatering.
His hand pauses after unbuttoning his jeans. “I’m really in no rush,” he says gently. “I’m fine with?—”
I reach out to gently cup his hard bulge through the denim. “I don’t want to wait.” My lashes flutter up at him as I squeeze carefully. “I want this inside me right now.”
Eldon exhales sharply, then drops his jeans and shorts, kicking them aside. I’ve never been so turned on by a man’smuscular thighs. Even so, most of my attention is captured by the long, thickly veined shaft, hard as a rock, pointing at the ceiling.
When he lies down beside me, it’s as if tendrils of fire appear at every spot we touch. His hand drifting across my lower back. My fingers trailing down his bicep. Everywhere my bare skin makes contact with his feels overheated.
He kisses me savagely and softly at the same time. Our steamy breath mingles, almost like we’re creating our own private jungle climate. I feel like I’ve stepped into another universe as Eldon cradles me against him, holding me close, his heavy cock landing against my hip bone.
“Tell me you’re sure, baby,” he murmurs, studying my eyes carefully.
I force myself to keep the quaver out of my voice as I state, “One hundred percent positive.”
I’m not sure what makes my heart race harder — the way his one hand slides on my breast and the other around my hip, or the way Eldon grins, his eyes blazing.
We fall quiet as he shifts on top of me, my legs spreading automatically. Can he hear my heart pounding in my ears as the thick, blunt head of his cock nudges up and down my slit? I’m incredibly wet. I hope that will make things easier.
Eldon shifts again, making the bed creak slightly, and captures my lips against his with a force that I feel all the way to my toes – gentle at first, but with powerful hunger and intent. It feels like I’m floating as his warm skin slowly nudges inside mine.
This is a moment I’ve been looking forward to for a long time, but now that it’s actually here, I’m torn. On the one hand I want the delicious anticipation to last forever. On the other, I want him to get going so that I will finally know what it feels like.
My hips begin to lift to meet him halfway, but Eldon murmurs, “Easy, sweetheart. There’s no hurry.”
My heart already surges with joy every time he calls me pumpkin. Or baby. Or even by my name. But somehow calling me sweetheart at this particular moment fires a bolt of electricity through my heart.
