Page 20 of Black Site

It's not fair that he's dressed and I'm lying on my bathroom floor in nothing but a robe. I start working his shirt up so I can glide my hands over the strong lines of his back. Fuck, he feels good. Strong and solid. Something to hang onto when things don't make sense like they do right now. His mouth moves down to my neck to nip and kiss as his other hand finds my breast and cups it.

Suddenly I can't think of a good reason not to have his chest touching mine. He helps me pull his shirt over his head so I can do just that. At the first brush of him against my skin my nipples tighten even more than they already were and my breasts grow heavy. The feel of his chest hair against me is so odd a sensation that my mind isn't sure how to process it but my body is delighting in the feel.

I'm growing wetter and wetter as he keeps kissing me, alternating between my lips and throat. Until he dips his head and takes my nipple in his mouth. I cry out so shocked and unprepared for the wet feel of his mouth enclosing around the hard bud. I push my hips up trying to find something, some friction to make the ache in between my legs ease.

He kisses a trail down the valley of my breasts before swirling his tongue around my belly button causing me to giggle. I'm actually fucking giggling during this. I've not giggled in...well, I think I might have giggled when I was high but I don't think that should count. He pulls back on his heels and holds my hips between his hands. His eyes are on fire as he stares down at me, so dark green they remind me of emeralds.

I move my hands to cover myself but he just captures them again, holding them above where I had them as he takes me in. I squeeze my thighs together so he can't see everything but it does no good. His other hand drops to my thighs and he pulls them apart slowly. And a lot more gentler than I thought he would be.

"Men kill for this."

"Pussy?" I jerk my hands out of his to slap them over my mouth. I cannot believe I just said that word in front of him.

He pulls my hands down so I can see his face, "Oh, she's got a dirty mouth too. Not that I'm too shocked you did tell me to go fuck myself in three different languages."

"You were being a dick." His eyes flash as he slowly runs them over me again.

He nudges my thighs further apart so he can sit between them. "Not just pussy, Libby. You know this isn't just sex."

I roll my lips between my teeth so I don't say something else that might come back to embarrass the fuck out of me.

"This...is so much more. And worth killing for." I wonder if he is talking about the guy at the restaurant or my stalker. "What's more, it's worth dying for."

He slides to his belly and has his mouth on me before I can figure out what he intends to do. Oh sweet Special Forces in the morning, the man is good with his tongue. He is pretty much doing the same thing he did to my top lips and it is just, or more, amazing. I sink the fingers of one hand into his hair while we entwine our fingers together with the other.

His tongue dives inside and he finds my clit so easily. It took me two or three years to find out what works for me and he took only seconds. His touch is so soft and yet so fucking commanding. Even with just his tongue he takes control and leads me where he wants me. I wonder if being with someone like Jim means never being in control again.

The sexiest thing about everything that he is doing to me is his eyes, they never leave mine. The entire time these gorgeous green eyes full of heat and lust are trained right on me. It's almost too intense and for just a second I close my eyes against how strong the emotions are welling up inside of me.

"Eyes on me, Beautiful." I snap my eyes open to meet his. Those are the same words he said to me in the club. He gets to his knees and leans back with my hips in his hands. The only thing on the ground is my shoulders and head. The position causes me to be spread open more and lets him dive deeper while still looking me in the eyes.

His tongue bathes my clit working back and forth. He's already taken my breath away with his kiss now he's trying to take my sense too - and is succeeding. All I can think about is him and how good he's making me feel.

My body is strung tight waiting for his next command. I love and hate it. I don't want someone else to have this much control over me. I don't want to feel this much for someone, especially not someone who lives such a dangerous life. He could be taken from me any minute because of the life he leads.

All of the sensations build until my whole body tingles and there's this rush to reach something I don't understand or know how to get to without Jim. He wraps his arm around my hips to keep them up off the floor as he finds my hand to bring our fingers back together. My breath leaves me in a sob as my body winds tighter and tighter.

"Cum for me, Libby." His voice is muffled by me, by my flesh. And I do exactly what he wants me to do. My body breaking and rearranging until I don't know where he ends and I begin. I'm nothing but pulses and throbs as my body releases for him. Everything for him.

He doesn't give me time to come down, to find my footing. He rolls me over on my belly and lines himself up. He must have opened his pants when he had me floating on air with his tongue. I should tell him but then he would stop and I...don't want him to stop.

He pushes forward in one strong slide that has me catching my breath to try and hide the pain of having him inside of me causes. My whole body feels like I'm being torn in two. I hit my open palm against the floor to try to negate some of the burning pain I feel.

"God damn it, Liberty!" Fuck! He knows.

"I...I wanted it to be you."

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Jim

Her voice comes out sounding small makes me want to kick my own ass even more. I'm six inches in with another four to go and all I can think about is cumming inside. Trying to hold still long enough for her body to adjust is going to kill me - but I'm going to do it, damn it.

"You should have told me." I wrap my arms around her, holding as much of her off the fucking floor as I can. My other hand finds her clit and starts to work on relaxing her. When she told me she wanted me to be her first I filled her little body full so we shouldn't have to worry about either of us being too dry.

I can't believe I took her fucking virginity on the bathroom floor. Fuck, I can't believe I took her to a club and dry humped her in front of other people and she never said a word about being a virgin. I just assumed that she had a history before me. I work her harder needing to move with the thought of being Libby's first. And last. No other man will ever know what this feels like.

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