But he doesn’t understand. There’s something special about me and Landon. I can’t put my finger on why he’s so different from other men, but I want to find out. I want to be his. I want to feel his body up against mine. I want him to touch me in places where no other man has ever touched me. I want to lose my virginity to him.
But after what just happened, I don’t even know if he will come to me. Maybe he will see the risk and get scared. I change into my silk nightie and wait by the window, looking out to see if he leaves the house. My heart is beating hard. It’s torture waiting for him. I may have waited a lifetime already, but now that I’m so close to getting what I want, I’m desperate for it to happen quickly.
I gasp as his bedroom door opens. He looks so damn hot, he seems angry but not at me. His muscles are tense and I can see the veins in his arms rippling under his short-sleeved shirt. He growls at the sight of me.
“I need you,” he growls as he approaches his own window ledge. “Stand back. I’m coming over.”
I do as he asks, my heart beating fast. He leans out of his window to grab my ledge and then swings down so that his body is pressed against the wall and he’s hanging from the ledge. It’s a little scary, seeing him doing something so dangerous, but then he seems to easily pull himself onto the ledge, his muscled arms going to good use.
And then in moments, he’s in the same room as me. He looks into my eyes and pulls me close.
And then he’s kissing me.
It’s everything I imagined it would be and more. His lips are feverish against mine. His hands explore my body expertly, touching me in a way that makes my body come alive with electricity. I let out an involuntary gasp as his thumbs brush across my nipples, stiffening them to the touch. I lean into the kiss, groaning against his mouth with desire.
I’ve waited so long for this and now that it’s happening, I never want it to end. His hand gropes for my ass and I feel a rush of pleasure ripple through my entire body. I never understood before what all the fuss was about with kissing and foreplay, but now that we’re getting into it, I wish I’d met Landon much sooner.
He shifts me back toward the bed and climbs over the top of me, still kissing me hard. With a low growl, he tugs at the hem of my nightie.
“I want to see you, all of you,” he growls. I’m shaking as he practically rips the silk slip off, leaving me naked aside from my panties. He gets up on his knees to tower over me and take me in. His eyes are full of lust, and he licks his lips.
“You’re fucking gorgeous,” he growls, his eyes resting on my heavy breasts for a moment before traveling down to my already sopping wet pussy. He’s turned me on so much that I feel like one touch from him down there would send me over the edge.
He leans in with a growl and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, and sucks on it hard as his hand swiftly rids me of my panties. His wet tongue feels so good on the sensitive bud. I know I need to be quiet in case my father hears what we’re up to, but I can’t help letting a little cry escape my lips.
Now that I’m fully naked, he sits up to look at me again. I feel like a work of art when he looks at me like that. It makes me feel special.
“I need you,” he growls, dipping down so that his face is between my legs. Before I can even process what’s happening, his tongue begins to explore me. I grip the sheets, opening my legs for him automatically. I expected to feel nervous, and I am a little, but the overriding feeling is excitement. My arousal overtakes me as he laps away at my center, his tongue continually nudging my clit. Within moments of him pleasuring me, I’m weak at the knees and craving everything he has to offer me.
I’m breathing hard. My heart is racing. He hooks my legs over his shoulders and gets closer to me than I thought possible. His arms hug my legs close to him, his mouth doing all the work down below. I never really thought about how oral might feel, only ever craving the idea of sex, but now that it’s happening to me, it’s like fireworks exploding around my ears. If this is this good, how will sex feel? How will it feel when his cock is deep inside me, making me cry out in pleasure?
The thought it so erotic that I buck against his face with a cry, reaching my first orgasm. It feels so good that I’m seeing stars, but he doesn’t stop there. He moves back, licking his lips.
“You taste so damn good,” he growls. Then he moves his hand between my legs, gently running a finger over my pussy lips. I’m breathing hard, my breasts heaving with desire. He looks me right in the eyes and I know he’s not going to be done with me until he’s pleasured me beyond belief. He already has, but his eyes show his hunger for more.
His fingers slide inside me so easily that it shocks me when I feel him inside. I expected it to hurt, but he could never ever hurt me.
“You’re so fucking wet, baby,” he growls, moving his fingers in and out of my pussy. “All for me.”
“You made me like this,” I gasp. My body can’t help responding to his touch. I move closer to him, pushing him deeper inside me. He’s driving me wild with