Page 28 of My Sweetest Obsession

“So damn perfect.”

She arches against me, a moan getting caught in her throat as she looks up at me.

“More,” she begs as my fingers toy with her stiff nipples.

I nod, dipping my head and sucking one peak into my mouth. She cries out at the contact, and I vow to make her say my name like that every day for the rest of my life.

Her fingers are pulling at my belt, and I reluctantly step back and hurry to shed the rest of my clothes. She’s doing the same, both of us eager to be skin-on-skin with each other.

“Bed,” I order her, and she nods, hurrying over to it.

I’m right behind her, and I push her down on top of the messy sheets. She falls, and her legs spread open slightly. I get my first look at the heaven between her legs and send up a silent prayer to God that she was sent to my office to interview.

“I need a taste,” I tell her, and she blinks at me in confusion. That look clears when I drop to my knees at the edge of the bed and tug her closer to me.

“Levi,” she starts, but I cut her off by burying my face between her thick thighs.

She tastes like cotton candy, and I moan, my tongue licking up more of her juices. I’m instantly addicted to the taste, and hold her in place as I explore her puffy folds and tight little hole.

Her clit is standing at attention by the time I lick my way up there. As soon as I suck that little pearl into my mouth, she starts to scream. Her legs snap shut around my head and she arches against the mattress.

I moan, rolling my tongue over the bundle of nerves over and over again. She’s wound so damn tight, and I know that it won’t take her long to come.

“Levi! Oh, God!” She shouts up to the ceiling as she comes against my mouth.

I lick up all of her pleasure, wanting more of the taste, but she’s tugging on the strands of my hair.

I kiss my way up her body, and she moans as I kiss her, the taste of her orgasm passing between us.

“Whoa,” she whispers, and I grin down at her.

“We’re just getting started,” I tell her as I press my hips against hers, letting her feel my hard length.

“I’m not sure that you’ll fit,” she says nervously, and I smile.

“I will. I’ll go slow. I never want to hurt you,” I tell her, and she smiles slightly, nodding at me.

My lips find hers again, and I start to rock against her, lubing my cock up in her sticky release. With every pass over her clit, she tightens underneath me and spreads her legs a little wider in invitation.

I continue to kiss her. I want her to be relaxed when I finally start to push into her. My tongue plays with her, and she lets out a frustrated sigh as I pass over her clit once more.

I smile.

She’s ready.

On the next pass, I angle my hips, letting the tip of my cock notch inside of her. Her breathing falters, and she seems to hold her breath as I slowly push in. I rock against her, just giving her the tip of my dick over and over again until she’s almost shaking with need underneath me.

“Levi,” she groans in frustration, and I nod.

She’s not the only one on edge. I’m close to busting my nut and I’m not even inside of her yet.

I kiss her harder and sink an inch into her. She breathes a sigh of relief, and I grit my teeth to stop from coming. Her fingers tangle in my hair, and now she’s kissing me as I push in another inch. I can feel her cherry then, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

I don’t want to hurt her, but I don’t know any way around it either.

“Levi,” she says softly, and I kiss her hard as I thrust inside of her.

She moans as I pop her cherry and sink fully into her.

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