Page 100 of Through You
“You want this as much as I do, don’t you?” His voice is thick with desire. He carries me up the stairs. I find it sexy, the way he holds me with ease. The answer to his question is my silence as I nod. When we reach his bedroom, he closes the door and puts me down. My feet have barely touched the floor when he pushes me against the door and kisses me with urgency. I don’t hesitate and return his kisses with the same urgent need, because . . . my god! I want him as much, perhaps even more. Our mouths move in sync, wetting our lips. I hold on to his tie and tilt my head slightly to the side to deepen the kiss. Artemis has his hands on either side of my face, holding me firm against the door, visibly trying to keep himself under control.
To hell with self-control.
His kiss intensifies and becomes more passionate, more demanding and intent on driving me wild. Our breathing and the sound of our kisses echo throughout the room. My body burns from his touch. When I feel him press his fists against the door, I lightly push myself away from him.
“Stop holding back,” I whisper, nibbling on his lips.
His voice is husky and sensual. “I’m trying to be gentle.”
“Fuck gentleness.” I suck on his lips harder. “Lose control and screw me like you’ve always wanted to screw me.”
And I watch as his restrain crumbles. His hands find my breasts and squeeze them gently, provoking a soft moan from my lips.
“I’ll screw you the way I want,” he growls against my mouth.
He crushes my lips beneath his and deftly massages my breasts before reaching for the straps of my dress. He pulls them off my shoulders and jerks the top of my dress down, exposing my bra.
My skin is burning hot, dying for his touch. He leaves my lips and kisses my neck while his hands unhook the clasp of my bra, freeing my breasts.
A moan escapes my lips when I feel his mouth on the skin of my naked breasts, sucking on them. I throw my head back, enjoying the sensation. He deftly sucks and licks, switching from hard to soft. The perfect combination, making my legs go weak.
Good god, I might have an orgasm just from this alone.
Impatiently, I grab his face and make him look at me so that I can kiss him. I remove his tie and throw it to the side. Without breaking the kiss, I unbutton his shirt and push it off his shoulders while simultaneously removing his jacket. I run my hands over his chest, feeling every contour and ripple of his muscles.
I trail down until I reach his toned abdomen. He momentarily breaks the kiss to watch me, and takes a hold of my wandering hand, guiding it a few inches lower.
“Touch it.”
I obey, and cup him through the fabric of his pants.
“I want you to feel how hard you make me.”
And he’s really hard. I massage him through his pants as he slips a hand up my dress and rids me of my panties in one swift yank.
I gasp.
“The way I want,” he reminds me, as his fingers find their way to my most intimate place, making me forget about my torn underwear. I’m so wet, making his fingers slide, which seems to excite him even more. His breathing becomes more erratic, and his shoulders rise and fall. I can’t wait any longer.
I unbutton his pants and take them off along with his boxers.
My mouth waters when I see the man standing before me. He’s so fucking gorgeous. Every line on the muscles of his arms, chest, and abs is well defined.
My dress falls to my feet and I am completely naked. I pull him closer, pressing my body against his. I groan when I feel the skin-to-skin contact between his aroused member and my sensitive core. I can’t wait anymore. I turn around in his arms, giving my back to him. I rest my palms on the door and expose myself to him.
But Artemis has other plans and grabs my arm, flipping me around and throwing me on the bed. I land on my back then push myself up to rest on my elbows so I can watch him. He pulls me by my ankles, dragging me closer to the edge of the bed.
“I want you to look me in the eyes while I fuck you.”
“Fine. I’ll let you be in control. But just this once, iceberg.”
Artemis maneuvers himself between my legs, and swoops down for a kiss. The friction created by our naked bodies grinding against each other makes me moan with anticipation. He halts the kiss briefly to look deep into my eyes. His hard member brushes against my center. I’m about to beg him to take me, when in a one fluid movement he thrusts inside hard, making me arch my back.
We both groan at the sensation, but he doesn’t give me time to recuperate and begins to hammer into me with growing urgency, burying himself deep over and over again. His eyes are fixed on mine, and there’s a look of intense passion on his face. His grunts and moans amplify the intensity of the moment. I wrap my legs around his sides in an attempt to feel his thrusts deeper.
“Aah, yes,” I moan, wrapping my arms around his back.
He is fucking me hard, like a wild beast, exactly how I wanted him to take me. The sound of our bodies slapping hard against each other blends with our moans of pleasure. I never thought I would feel this good. It’s not the first time I’ve had sex without a condom, but the sensation of my heated skin pressed against his is too much to bear.
