laughed and slipped underneath his arm. With a smile, I reached out and offered him my hand. His fingers slid against my palm, and I tugged gently. “It’s hot and wet and tight.”
“Tight?”
“Yeah.” We moved down the hall toward my bedroom. I glanced over my shoulder as I walked into my bedroom, and suddenly I felt like prey. His gaze was consuming me, and he looked like a tiger ready to pounce. “I do those exercises.”
“If you expect me to be even remotely gentle with you, you’ll shut up now,” he murmured through clenched teeth.
I let go of his hand, turned around, and pulled my T-shirt over my head. “What makes you think I want you to be gentle?”
I slid onto the bed and watched as he pulled his shirt over his head and pushed off his shoes at the same time. My mouth literally watered at the sight of him. He was beautifully cut and sculpted…like he spent ten hours a day working out. I watched him pull his belt away and then work his jeans around an impressive erection.
My thighs clamped together of their own volition when he finally freed his cock. He was probably close to nine inches long, but it was his width that gave me pause. I thought with some seriousness that I wouldn’t be able to wrap my hand completely around it. I absolutely couldn’t wait to try.
He pulled several condoms out of his jeans pocket, dropped them on the dresser, and rested one knee on the bed. “Last chance.”
I spread my legs and leaned back on my hands. “Come here.”
He moved completely onto the bed and then between my legs. I watched him pause as if he weren’t quite sure what he wanted to do, then he leaned down and placed the softest kiss I’ve ever known between my breasts. I gasped softly and let my head fall back as his mouth drifted to one breast.
I sucked in a breath and stiffened my arms to keep from falling completely back on the bed as he pulled my aching nipple into his mouth with firm, determined lips. His teeth brushed against me, and I arched upward. I needed more. Wanted more, and I really didn’t know how to say it. I wasn’t even sure what I wanted more of.
He released my nipple and covered my mouth with his in a rush of movement that left me breathless. I wrapped my arms around him as he lowered me to the bed. The warm heat of his body against mine felt perfect. Mathias pressed his cock against my labia and rocked gently against my wet flesh. The friction was delicious, just as amazing as his mouth on mine.
I slid my tongue between his lips, and he groaned against the intrusion. I loved the sound of it and wrapped my legs around his waist. He lifted his mouth from mine and met my gaze as he continued to rub his cock against my clit. The silky wet movement was just enough to be both soothing and frustrating at the same time.
My legs fell from his hips as he lifted away and then moved down. “Don’t tease.”
He laughed softly, spread my legs wider with firm hands, and lowered his head to my pussy. His tongue teased at my folds briefly before he brushed over my clit. I arched deeply up off the bed and fisted my hands into the blanket beneath me.
Helpless against the pressure of his tongue, I relaxed on the bed as much as I could and shuddered against each tantalizing stroke. He pressed his tongue against my entrance and then slid in. The shallow penetration forced me to lift my hips upward against his mouth.
“Mathias?”
He lifted his head and glanced me over before he turned his head and kissed the inside of my thigh. “Yes?”
“Your cock isn’t the only thing you’ve got going for you,” I explained weakly, suddenly at a loss for anything real to say.
Every graze of his skin against mine sent a rush of excitement over me. The feeling was addictive and so very seductive.
He sat back on his heels and reached for a condom. “Looking at you makes me hurt.”
I watched in silence as he freed a condom and rolled it into place. Restless, I moved my hands across my nipples and then downward over my rib cage. Since he was watching me intently, I spread my legs wider and slid one hand down to cover my pussy. My fingers slid over my clit just once before he grabbed my hand and lifted it away.
“Trust me. I won’t leave you hanging.” He brought my hand to his mouth and kissed the palm before he released it.
Laughing softly, I relaxed on the bed and let him have his way. He pushed the blunt tip of his cock against my entrance, and I lifted my hips against him. As wet as I was, my body still protested the penetration. One hand drifted down my leg to my knee, then he lifted my leg up against his hip.
“Easy.” He kissed my lips softly as he came to rest on top of me. “Relax.”
I nodded abruptly and tried to relax against the intrusion of his cock. “I want this.”
“Trust me. I won’t hurt you.”
I arched against him as he pushed deeper into me. “So said the man hung like a horse.”
He laughed, and the gentle sound of it was a relief. “Am I hurting you?”
“No.” I touched his face. “I guess I do need you to be gentle.”
“I want to be everything you need.”
How do men know what to say? My heart started to pound harder when he retreated and pushed into me again. I relaxed against him completely. I gasped as he slid deeply into me.
He stopped and rested his forehead against mine. “Perfect.”
It was indeed perfect. I wrapped my legs around his waist and threaded my fingers with his when his hands sought mine. “Yes.”
Mathias moaned against my mouth as we started to move. The thick push of his cock into my body was divine and better than I could’ve hoped for. My fingers tightened in his as our movement became frenzied. I dropped my legs from his waist and braced my feet against the mattress as his body slapped against mine.
“Damn.” He pressed his mouth against mine briefly and slowed his pace. “Slow down, Jane, I’m not ready for this to end.”
“I need it hard.” I strained against his body, physically demanding more. “Harder. Fuck me.”
He released my hands and placed his hands on either side of my head. I moaned against his lips and rubbed one hand over his head to pull him closer still. His tongue slid into my mouth, mimicking the action of his cock until the pleasure of having him inside me was overwhelming. Mathias slid his hand between us and pressed his thumb against my throbbing clit. The pressure of it was enough to rush orgasm to the surface. I stiffened beneath him and came so hard that my vision darkened briefly.
“Yes.” He kissed my mouth softly as I relaxed beneath him and slid deeply into me and arched against me as he found his own release.
I clenched my muscles around his cock again and again as he continued to move. Mathias shuddered and buried his face against the side of my neck. Abruptly, he lifted off of me and sat back on his heels. He was still for a few seconds, and then he slid from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
I rolled over onto
