Preston's Honor(36)
Oh God, was this happening? Lia, Lia, Lia.
Mine.
I tore my mouth away just so I could see the expression on her face and when she gazed back at me with half-closed, lust-filled eyes, her bee-stung lips wet and swollen from the pressure I’d exerted with my own, I moaned and returned my mouth to hers.
Her fingers pressed into my shoulders and we were both moaning and writhing against each other in a primal dance that our bodies knew how to perform even without rational thought, or maybe more so because of the absence of it. My own tenuous control slipped and I felt the hot rush of arousal increase, my brain foggy with lust.
I needed to feel her hot skin on my own, was shaking with the urgent desire to explore the velvety softness of it. I leaned back and attempted to undo the buttons of her shirt, but my fingers felt thick and clumsy. I couldn’t make them work properly, so I ripped at the material, the buttons popping off and scattering across the floor. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and I took a moment to gaze at the silken skin of her breasts spilling out of her bra. “Annalia,” I groaned.
“Preston, I . . . please.” She pulled at my T-shirt and in one swipe I pulled it over my head. I unhooked her front-clasping bra, baring her breasts completely. Oh, sweet Jesus, they were so beautiful. Firm and high, her nipples taut and a deep brownish-rose, straining toward my eager mouth. I trailed my lips down her throat, over her collarbone, and to her breast where I sucked gently on one peak. Lia cried out, her hands coming up to my head to weave into my hair, pressing her nipple more firmly into my mouth. Oh God, I was going to orgasm before I got inside her.
She was clawing at my back and letting out sweet little gasps as she rotated her pelvis against mine, my raging erection nestled in the V of her legs, pulsing in time to her movements.
Our skin was slick with sweat and I wanted to go insane with the pleasure. Maybe I did for a minute because the next thing I knew, I’d lifted her with one arm wrapped around her waist, pulled up her skirt and pulled off her underwear, tossing them somewhere on the floor. My mind whirled with the urgency of our need for each other and the almost violent nature with which we were coming together now. Like desperate animals. Like a pressure cooker that had finally gone off.
“I’ve waited so long for you, Lia. So long,” I choked.
“I want you, I want you, I want you,” she was murmuring, the words going straight to my groin.
I sucked and licked at her breasts for several minutes, her cries of pleasure radiating through me like hot bursts of fire. She was shaking when I raised my head from her breast to her face and kissed her again, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. She met me with equal fervor, sucking on my tongue again in that way that made me even wilder for her.
I yanked frantically at the button of my jeans, releasing my penis which was standing hot and hard in aching, ferocious need. It was painful, but oh God, it was the best sort of pain in the world. Part of me desperately wanted relief and another part wanted this to go on and on and on. Lia’s thighs opened to accept me, and I growled fiercely as the engorged head of my erection probed at her slick opening. Lia’s head fell back and she gripped my shoulders again, her fingers digging into my muscles as she braced herself against me.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I guided myself to her soft opening and pushed inside, swearing in a rush of half-formed words and breath at the tightness of her body. She froze and cried out in alarm, trying to scoot her butt backward on the table, but I held her to me, gathering every ounce of control I still had not to plunge into her. “It’s okay. I’ll be slow, all right? It’s okay.”
“You won’t get it in,” she said, panic causing her voice to crack.
Despite the intensity of the situation, despite the fire coursing through my veins, and the feeling that I was about to explode, I couldn’t help the small chuckle that rose in my throat. It was a soft, pained sound and it ended on a groan. “I’ll get it in, Lia. Just relax your muscles, okay? We were made for this.”
She relaxed slightly in my arms, her eyes big and trusting, and my guts twisted. I rocked into her as slowly as I could manage, sweat dripping down my face and into my eyes at the exertion of holding back. I continued to rock slowly, moving inch by inch into her until I came to the barrier of her virginity. I halted, a surge of primal satisfaction moving through me, the instinct to claim the woman I loved hot in my veins.
She hadn’t been with anyone else. Only me. Only me.
I pressed forward, needing to break through, to claim her in a way no one else would ever again. Mine. With one quick thrust, I felt her tear and pressed all the way inside her, shuddering with the hot clasp of her muscles. “Oh God, oh Lia.”
She cried out in pain as I was uttering the words of pleasure and I paused momentarily, clenching my teeth, so she at least had a second to get used to my invasion. I felt the heavy throb of my erection and my balls drew up tight in preparation for climax. I knew I wouldn’t last long. It embarrassed me slightly, but mostly it excited me. I was still in the strange grip of frenzy that had started this whole thing in the first place.
I thrust inside her in small movements, trying to be gentle but so caught up in the tight, wet bliss that I was only holding on to a string of control. Mine, mine, mine.
Annalia gripped my biceps, her forehead pressed against my shoulder, her breath hot and heavy on my skin, her teeth nipping out to bite me now and again. I wondered blearily if she was doing it to stave off pain, but I couldn’t form the words to ask if she was okay. The scent of her—sweet and musky—combined with the light fragrance of sex, of us, caused a burst of something hot and wild to move through me and then we were just a blur of thrusting pleasure and sound—our skin slapping, my own grunts and Annalia’s soft cries as I moved in and out of her. The first tingles of orgasm ran along my spine and seconds later, I yelled out as I erupted inside her in an intense rush of ecstasy.