Page 121 of Blossoms of the Heart
He pulled me to him, pressing me against him so that I could feel the hardness and magnitude of his arousal. He smiled into the kiss he gave me, knowing I could feel him, and just to make sure he pressed my hand against his cock.
“This is all for you, Phoebe.” He moaned into my mouth.
I tugged on his shirt with my other hand and he stepped back to pull his t-shirt over his head, revealing solid ripples of muscles across the width of his shoulders and the breadth of his seriously defined abs. I tried not to drool.
My eyes glued to his hands, watching him carefully as he undid the belt to his jeans and shrugged out of them, along with his Calvin Klein boxers.
Need took over when his thick cock jutted free.
Yes, slow was definitely over. I wanted, needed him inside me.
“You ready?” That sexy, easy smile crept up the corners of his mouth and sent of that nest of butterflies in my stomach.
“Yes.”
He turned me around so that I faced the wall. I pressed my hands against the cool surface of the cement and looked behind me, watching him tear at a condom wrapper.
Stupidly I allowed a dark thought to enter my mind. I’d never have to worry about getting pregnant. That would never be a worry for me. The thought pulled at my heart seeping a dibble of reality into my mind, but then his hand between my legs pulled me back from the darkness.
He slid his finger into my pussy, sliding in and out, stroking the hard nub of my clit.
Fuck, it felt so good. I clenched my fingers into the wall wanting to grab into the concreate.
“You’re so wet Phoebe.” He breathed into my ear moving his fingers faster and faster.
Before I could recover his fingers were replaced with the hard head of his cock. I looked back so I could see. I wanted to see him going inside.
Inch by inch he made his way in. Teasing then pushing, gripping a little harder on to my waist.
Then he thrust in. My knees buckled from the intense magnitude of the pleasure and I gasped.
“Tai,” I moaned his name.
“Just enjoy me, Phoebe. Enjoy this.” He held me up.
This was it.
Us.This was us.
Us in the moment I’d fantasized about forever. It was real,hewas real. We were real.
He gripped onto my waist to hold me in place, began pumping slowly, then thrust in deeper and deeper.
Every thrust pulsed waves of heat over my body, and more pleasure, more passion. Unbelievable.
I couldn’t stop myself from moaning as he sped up and started hammering into me, pounding into me.
Tai touched me like he couldn’t get enough of me, like he wanted all of me. every part that made me, me.
Flickers of light flashed beneath my lids when I closed my eyes. It danced across my lids as I got lost in the rhythm of us moving together. Wild, unyielding, fucking. The erotic sounds of our bodies slapping together and our moans of passion and ecstasy filling the room.
I was close to orgasm; could feel it building, feel it rising like steam in a pressure cooker. And here it was. I cried out as it rushed over me. White hot, scorching my body clean with its cascading waves.
“Oh fuck,” he cried and moved even faster.
His grip on my waist was almost painful now, but I easily ignored it. Suddenly his faster movements felt better as did the pain. When the next wave of orgasm hit me, every inch of my body came alive, quivering, and I came with soul-wrenching satisfaction from the sensation that sizzled through me.
Everything around us faded, everything else outside this room receded into the ether of nothingness.
