Page 30 of Through My Window
His fingers work magic, making my eyes roll back. Where the fuck did he learn to do that? My breathing is chaotic; my heart doesn’t even have a normal rhythm anymore; my body is overloaded with delicious, addictive sensations. I can’t and won’t stop. My hips move even more against him, making him harder.
“Keep moving like that, keep teasing me, and I’ll spread those pretty legs and fuck you so hard I’ll have to cover your mouth to silence your moans.”
His words are like fire to my burning body. His fingers are still moving in me, his mouth still on my neck, his body pressed against mine.
“I can’t take it anymore.” My self-control is gone; it vanished the moment he slipped his hands inside my underwear. I am so close to an orgasm and he seems to know it because he speeds up the movement of his fingers. Up, down, I can feel it coming, my body trembles in anticipation.
“Ares! Oh God!” I am only sensations, delicious sensations.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes!” I moan uncontrollably, approaching an orgasm. “Oh God, I’m yours!”
“All mine?”
“Yes! All yours!”
My whole body explodes into tingling sensations that run through every part of me, electrifying me, making me moan so loudly that Ares uses his free hand to cover my mouth. This is nothing like the ones I’ve achieved by touching myself. This orgasm disarms and shakes me.
Ares releases my mouth and takes his hand out of my panties. He moves away from me a little and the next thing I hear is the sound of plastic ripping.A condom? And then the sound of his pants zipper. I panic and turn my body around to face him. But not even a hundred years of life would have prepared me to see him like this: half-naked on my bed, blushing, his beautiful blue eyes staring back at me with lust. My searching eyes travel down his abs to that forbidden zone I’ve already felt so much but haven’t seen and, wow, I confirm that Ares is completely perfect as I watch him put on the condom.
I swallow thickly, frowning.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, pulling me to him.
Well, I’m a virgin and I panicked because I felt your big friend against me, I think, and I’m immediately thankful I didn’t say that out loud.
“Mmm, I . . . I don’t want . . .” I swallow and feel my throat dry up. Where the hell did all my saliva go?
You lost it when you were moaning like crazy in Ares’s arms,my mind answers me.
Ares raises an eyebrow. “You don’t want me to fuck you?”
How direct. “I . . .”
“Raquel, we both know how wet and ready you are for me.”
“I’m sorry.”
Ares wraps his hand around himself, stroking. “Leaving me like this is beyond cruelty, Raquel.”
Should I return the favor? Is that what he’s implying? And why does that turn me on so much? Is it the idea of touching him? Feeling him? I’ve never touched a boy in my life, though.
I act on instinct and nervously bring my hand toward him. Ares watches me like a predator, playing with the piercing in his red, provocative lips. Having him so close and naked after I let him give me the best orgasm of my life gives me some confidence; the intimacy barrier has already been crossed between us.
The moment my hand makes contact with his hardness, Ares closes his eyes and sinks his teeth into his lower lip, ripping any doubts out of my head. Seeing him shudder like that, tensing his stomach muscles as I move my hand, is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
“Shit . . .” he mumbles, putting his hand on mine and speeding up the movement. “You know what I’m imagining, Raquel?”
I move my legs together, the rubbing between them making me want to feel his fingers there again. “No, what?”
He opens his eyes, and I can see they are filled with desire. “How good it must feel to be inside you. I imagine you under me with your legs around my hips, making you mine as you scream my name.”
Oh my goodness, I never thought words could turn me on so much.
He removes his hand and I continue the fast rhythm he showed me. He massages my breasts wildly and after a few seconds, he closes his eyes, muttering profanities. His abdomen contracts as do the muscles in his arms and then Ares lets out a grunt mixed with a moan and comes in my hand.
We are both breathing rapidly, our chests rising and falling together.
