Page 17 of Love Me Forever

He leaned into me again, kissing the side of my neck. I was too busy trying to undo his buttons to enjoy it. His presence was overpowering. He looked at me intently. Without a shadow of a doubt, I knew he would turn my life upside down tonight. He was going to deliver on his promise of exploring me.

I watched him unbutton his shirt with quick movements before he pulled it off. The shirt might have looked transparent because it was wet, but seeing him without it was a different experience entirely. He was the sexiest man I'd ever laid eyes on, and he wanted me. I felt sexy and powerful and on top of the world. Undoing his belt, he threw it on the bathroom floor and then removed the rest of his clothes, tossing them out of the tub as well. His erection was huge, and he was hard for me.

He wanted me badly, and I needed him right now.

As if sensing my urgency, he kissed me slowly, torturing me. He moved his mouth to my clavicle, then between my breasts. He undid the clasp effortlessly, throwing my bra out of the way, and then he looked at my breasts almost reverently. It humbled me. He kissed the left one slowly, drawing his finger around the nipple before pressing the flat of his tongue against it. I moaned, arching my back. Then he moved to the right one, giving it the same treatment, lavishing it with attention. He moved his hands down the sides of my body, resting them on my hips, keeping me in place.

When he took off my panties, I grabbed the shower railing, knowing I would need the support. He moved his mouth farther down, looking up at me. I turned off the water, knowing I wouldn't feel cold for much longer. My inner temperature had spiked when he kissed me. I shuddered when he reached my navel and then went lower, moving his mouth slowly down my pubic bone until he reached the top of my slit. He pushed only the tip of his tongue against it, but I buckled. Desire gripped my body. I felt as if he was kissing and touching me everywhere.

He brought one hand to my right inner thigh, pushing my legs open, then raising one of them. I knew what he wanted. I perched my foot at the edge of the tub, sucking in my breath, waiting. I was trembling already. He drew the tip of his nose in an arc around my slit, and then he pressed the flat of his tongue against my entrance. I threw my head back, groaning. The muscles in my ass contracted. I was bracing myself for the pleasure. His tongue felt exquisite against my heated flesh. He moved carefully, slowly, up and down my entrance, only briefly touching my clit. It drove me insane. I gripped his hair with my free hand and only managed to move my hips a fraction of an inch before I felt him hold me in place.

He wanted to take over. It was oddly thrilling to give up control, to give myself to this man. My climax built inside me, and then he took his mouth away from my pussy, kissing my inner thighs. I felt his smile against my skin, knowing he was torturing me on purpose. I couldn't believe it. Then his fingers were at my entrance, moving in a smooth way, as if he was playing a harp. He kept kissing up and down my inner thigh, then pushed one finger inside me, pressing his palm on my clit. I bucked in earnest, and my climax hit me with unexpected force. I came so hard that I nearly fainted.

"Fuck, baby, you're so damn beautiful." He kept one hand on my hip, steadying me as I gripped the shower railing for dear life.

He kissed up my body gently. "You're so fucking beautiful when you come. I think I'm going to make you come a few more times."

My breath caught.A few more times?

"Do you have condoms?" I asked, and he nodded.

"I've got one in my wallet." He looked around wildly, finding his jeans at the side of the tub. They were soaked.

He opened the leather folds, taking out the condom. Thank goodness for the packaging because it was the only thing not waterlogged. He tore it open, then sheathed himself. I couldn't take my eyes away from his cock. It was thick and huge, and I wanted it. I cupped it in my hand, pumping up and down once.

He threw his head back with a groan. "Jesus, Bonnie."

I pumped up and down a few more times.

He looked around the bathroom and then said, "Not here. Let's go to your bedroom. You won't be comfortable here."

He was blind with need but still assessed the bathroom for its comfort. Who was this man?

We stepped out of the tub, and I took a few towels with us. We dried off quickly as we walked out of the bathroom. I stopped in the doorway to my room. He stood behind me, kissing my shoulder, his erection pressed against my ass cheek.

My room was dark, and when we reached the bed, he said, "Turn on the light."

"Why?"

"I want to see you. I want to memorize everything about you tonight. You're exquisite."

I felt his erection slide through my legs. He brought a hand down to my pussy, nudging my clit.

I relaxed against his body, putting my head on his shoulder. He stroked me with precise moves, and I was gone from this world. I wanted everything he had to give me. Desire radiated through every cell of my body. I knew deep in my bones that this climax would be even more powerful than the one before.

I was right. It felt as if only seconds had passed when I cried out his name, riding the wave of pleasure. I could barely breathe, and if he wasn't holding me to his body, I was certain I would crumble on the bed in front of him.

He kissed down my back, and then we both sat on the bed. I wasn't sure what he was about to do until he twirled me around, pulling me down so I was sitting on his lap. He spread my legs wide, and I realized I was at his mercy like this. He moved his hands on the fronts of my thighs, drawing a straight line from one knee to the apex of my right leg, making me tremble. Then he moved one hand up my torso, grabbing my left breast, fondling it. He slid one hand between my legs, pressing against my clit. I gasped, jerking my hips forward.

His cock was between my legs, teasing me, while he played with my clit. I thrashed wildly in his lap. I wanted to reach for the sheets and grab them, but I was too high up, so instead I dug my fingers into his thighs as I cried out his name.

"Fuck, you’re so beautiful when you come. So damn beautiful."

My breath was ragged. My body felt completely boneless. I sighed, unable to say anything.

He took over, moving us, putting me on the bed on all fours at first, but then he pushed me down completely. I looked over my shoulder in time to see his intent expression as he cuffed my wrists with his fingers, putting my hands above my head. He kept them there with one hand. I felt his other hand on my ass cheek and then between my legs, spreading them wide apart. He kissed the back of my neck at the same time, positioning his cock at my entrance. I fisted the sheet even with my hands captive.

I cried out, pressing my forehead against the mattress as he pushed in inch by inch. It was deliciously exquisite, and I couldn't get enough of him. My whole body was pure sensation. Pleasure rippled through me, intensifying and growing with every thrust. The muscles in my body strung tight with need. I turned my head to one side, pressing my cheek against the mattress and drawing in deep breaths.

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