Page 10 of Learn the Play
“Yes, but not yet,” I tell her, as I climb onto the bed after her. She spreads her legs, and my mouth waters at the sight of her. Moving to my belly, I settle between her thighs. Placing my hands beneath her ass, I cup her cheeks and lift her to my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” she moans, as I trace her clit softly with my tongue. I take my time, teasing her, tasting her, loving that it’s making her squirm. I feel her body move, and I look up to find her resting her weight on her elbows as she watches me.
“What’s up, dream girl?” I ask. The smile she graces me with is bright and beautiful, just like her.
“From one-night stand to dream girl, huh?” she teases.
I nod, then blow a soft puff of air against her pussy, and she moans. “If the shoe fits,” I say, loving her reaction to me.
I don’t give her a chance to reply before I dive back in for more. I allow myself to get lost in her taste and make her feel what my body can do to hers. I want her screaming my name and coming all over my face. Then, and only then, will I allow myself to feel her warm, wet heat around my cock.
When she buries her hands in my hair and tugs as she lifts her hips, searching for me, I know she’s close. I don’t stop, justlike she demands that I don’t, until the tidal wave of bliss washes over her. Only when her body falls to the bed do I lift my head, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, and take her in.
Her body is flushed from her orgasm, her breathing is labored, and her eyes are closed. I spend several heartbeats just staring at her and memorizing this moment. It’s one I’m certain, no matter where life takes me, that I’ll never forget.
I could never forget her.
My cock throbs to the point of pain. Moving up her body, I settle between her thighs, my cock brushing her wet pussy. I hold my weight on my hands, which are placed on either side of her head, and I grin down at her. She must feel my stare because her eyes flutter open, and she offers me a lazy smile.
“Hey,” she says, and my grin grows wider.
“How ya feeling?” I smirk.
“Meh,” she says, and I shift my weight to one hand so I can tickle her side. “Mercy!” she cries out, and I stop immediately.
My hand traces up her side, while I bend my head to kiss her. She doesn’t shy away from my kiss, even though I’m certain she can taste herself on my tongue. How can it be that I’ve never been inside her, but I already feel as though I’m addicted? Or at least I could be. I push the fact that this is a onetime thing to the back of my mind and focus on the present.
“I’m good, but I could be better,” she says when I lift out of our kiss.
“Oh, yeah? What would make you feel better?”
She loops her arms around my neck and smiles up at me. “You inside me.”
Fuck. Yes.
I kiss her again, this time, a hard peck against her lips. “Hold that thought,” I say, as I scramble off the bed and toward my pants. I dig for my wallet and pull out the single condom that Ihave in there. One and done, that’s all I’m going to get with her. You can bet your ass I’m going to make it count.
Jumping back onto the bed, she bounces and giggles as she does. I move between her thighs and tear the condom open with my teeth. In a matter of seconds, I’m wrapped up and ready to enter paradise.
Leaning over her, I brace my palms on either side of her head. She stares at the space between us, where our bodies are about to be intimately connected. She takes me in her hand and guides me toward where she needs me.
Inside her.
I push forward, not stopping until I’m all the way in. We both moan at the contact. Her hands slip under my arms, and her nails dig into my back. I remain still, closing my eyes, relishing the feel of her warmth wrapped around me, giving her time to adjust to my size. It’s not just that. I need a minute to talk myself down. I’m so damn close to losing control, but I don’t want that. Not tonight. Not with her.
“Reid?”
Slowly, I peel open my eyes and stare down at her.
“I need you.”
Something moves inside my chest at her plea. It’s strong and powerful and causes a swarm of emotions to swell inside me. Want, need, desire, lust... I feel it all. At the edge of all of that, though, there’s something else that lingers. Something I’ve never felt before, and something I’m too scared to try and name, so I push it down and focus on her.
On us.
On this moment.
“I’m right here,” I tell her, and then I start to move.
