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He lets go of my hands and crashes his lips to mine. I groan as I lower my freed arms to wrap them around his neck. He moves me back and presses me against the wall where the sofa normally is. My body hums with happiness. His tongue parts my lips before delving into my mouth and I surge up on my toes to kiss him with the same hungry need as he has for me.
His thigh moves to part my legs, pressing into my sweats-covered core. I stifle a moan, not wanting to turn him off and grind against his thigh. It's still not enough for my clit. I want more, no I need it. I haven't been his horny with need ever. I don't think I even knew what horny was until this moment. Until he found me and turned my life upside down in the most wonderful of ways.
Porter grinds his erection into my stomach as he kisses along my jaw down to my neck. He bites and sucks in places that make my toes curl. I tighten my hold on him and him and grind harder onto his thigh. I stifle another moan and bite my lip.
I move my hands down his chest to his side and then push at the band of his sweats, wanting to free his cock. He groans as my fingers close around his shaft. "Fuck, I don't have a condom with me." He pulls back slightly, as if he's going to run out now to get one.
I stop him and I hate having to let him go to sign, "I'm clean. I was tested last year and haven't had sex since. I also had an IUD put in as a precaution once I had the choice. We only need one if you have something."
He shakes his head. "I'm clean."
I pull him back toward me, and he has to brace himself on the wall to keep from crushing me as I kiss him with such fervor I feel like I might go insane if I can't have all of him. My hand goes back to his cock, pumping his shaft and swirling my thumb around the head. He groans into the kiss, his hips thrusting toward me as his large hands travel down my sides and under my shirt. Normally I would have a top on under it as well, but with how warm it is down here, I've taken to only wearing a sweater with a shirt under it.
My stomach flexes under his touch, it almost tickles. It's been so long since my body has been touched. His thumbs and fingers massage over my skin. They push up my shirt and I let go of him to let him pull it off my body. Exposing my breasts to the air in the room.
I still for a moment. I know he's seen me before, he knows what I look like, but I can't help but feel vulnerable under his gaze. There's no hiding from him with the lights filling the room. My chest heaves. God, if he turns them off now, or doesn't want to keep going, I'm going to die.
"You have such fantastic breasts." He leans down to take one of my nipples into his mouth and flicks his tongue against it.
I gasp. My fingers comb through his soft, thick head of hair. He's making me want to moan. His hand slides down my stomach and under the band of my sweats. He moans around my nipple as he finds my underwear wet. He pushes them to the side as his fingers move through my curls to my clit. He rubs at the nub and my hips buck against him, trying to get more friction; I want to grind myself into him and never stop.
I push my sweats off my hips. There's too much clothing in the way. He pulls his mouth off my breast and helps me step out of them, leaving me naked in front of him. He kicks off his sweats as well, and we're on an even playing field.
"Need to taste you," he growls before pulling me into another kiss and lifting me, only to turn us and put me firmly on the bed.
My body quivers under his gaze. I haven't been this vulnerable by choice with someone ever. I almost feel like a virgin. Unsure of what I should be doing, I lean back onto my elbows and stare up at his magnificent body. The scars on his torso make him more beautiful to me, I don't feel so alone. His cock is long and thick. I'm both elated and terrified for when the time comes for him to enter me. I really will feel like a virgin with that monster cock stretching me.
The hunger in his eyes could burn holes into concrete. "You're so fucking gorgeous. Have you realized you have abs now?"
I look down my body to see a four pack lightly defined. That is new. I don't look at myself often. I shake my head.
He kneels on the floor at the edge of the bed and pulls me closer to it. My clit throbs as he lifts one of my legs. He kisses my calf before putting it over his broad shoulder. He does the same to the other and looks at me. "Normally, I would give you a safe word for if I do something you don't like and is a hard no, so instead. I want you to hold up three fingers, or simply push me off you if I'm not paying attention. I won't be mad."
His blue eyes meet mine and I stare back. I don't think there's a lot I would have a hard no with, at least nothing that doesn't require planning ahead of time. He trails kisses up my legs alternating between them as he gets closer and closer to my core.
He pauses and pins me with a stare. "Do you understand, Gwen, what you need to do?"
I nod. Holding up three fingers and I move one of my feet to his shoulder and push him back with it.
He grins. "Good, and good use the strength in your thigh for that."
God, every time he praises me for something I swear it goes straight to my clit. Moving both my legs to hang down his back I cross them at the ankle and pull him closer to my core. "Enough talk, eat me out, please," I sign.
A smirk pulls at his lips. "All you have to do is ask nicely, love. But two more things. One, I don't want this to be a one-time thing. If you want to be mine, then your mine. Especially if I'm going to train you, and two stop holding back your moans. If it feels good, moan. I like it."
Heat flares up all over my body, but it pools in my face. "But I sound awful."
He shakes his head. "No you don't, and hearing you moan is a major turn on for me, it means you're enjoying yourself. Only moan if you mean it. Now, do you agree with me, or do you want to stipulate anything? I need to know now because once I go all in, I'm in it for good. You get all of me, or none of me."
I want all of him. Every part of him. I want to train under him, I already feel like I want to spend my life with him. He's the only man to ever see more in me and not push me off to the side. I'm not going to let him go as long as he'll have me.
I nod. "I want all of you if you want all of me."
Porter kisses my inner thighs. "I want all of you, love."
God, I hope his words are true, that this isn't a one-time thing even though I said it could be. I don't want it to be.
His tongue finally swipes along my folds and his beard adds a slight roughness I like. His fingers spread them as he laps along my slit and moans against them, sending vibrations up my body. I spread my thighs more, wanting to give him as much room as possible.
