I lift her back in my arms and carry her to my bed. I lay her down, then strip out of my clothes. Lani wriggles out of her jeans, then does that magic trick where women take off their bra without taking off their shirt and throws both things on the floor. I watch with rapt attention as she snuggles down into my bed in nothing but a thin t-shirt and panties.
Has a man ever been so tempted?
I consider putting my jeans back on just to keep my wayward cock in check but decide against it. She wants to be in my bed, and I want to feel her skin against mine. As soon as I’m beside her on the bed, she moves over to drape herself over my body. She wriggles against me, finding the perfect spot. Once she’s comfortable, she falls into a deep sleep leaving me awake with an erection that aches in the sweetest possible way.
Kissing the top of her head, I let myself drift.
9 Lani
Mmm. I snuggle into my blankets, soaking in the warmth; it’s then that I realize I’m not alone. And I’m not even in my room. It takes me a minute to remember the movie and me falling asleep against Torin. Then I remember him carrying me to bed and me not wanting to lose his arms around me, and basically begging him to sleep with me.
Now, I’m waking up wrapped up in Torin’s strong arms. I wriggle against him and gasp at the feel of his hardening cock against my bottom. A rush of arousal hits me. I press my legs together, trying to relieve some of the pressure. Torin’s grip tightens around me, and his hips move his length against me.
Is he awake? Does he realize what he’s doing?
“Beautiful, you’re driving me crazy with that sexy little body of yours,” he says, his voice rough from sleep and sexier than ever.
“I feel like I should apologize, but I don’t think I’m very sorry,” I whisper shyly.
His hand coasts up my body until he’s cupping the underside of my breast. I shudder when his thumb skates over my sensitive nipple. It pebbles to an achingly stiff peak. I grind my bottom against him with a bit more purpose and am rewarded with wet, hungry kisses down my neck and shoulder.
Fuck, that feels amazing. I’ve never been so turned on in my life. I don’t know if it’s having slept in bed with a man for the first time that has me so on edge, but I have a feeling it’s all because it’s Torin. We’ve been dancing around each other for days. Kisses and teasing touches… denied releases and interrupted moments have built up into a frenzy of hunger that we are both feeling.
I turn my head, capturing his lips with mine. Before I know what’s happened, he has me pinned to the bed, and his big body wedged between my legs as he kisses me like he’ll die if he stops. He rolls his hips, mimicking sex as he rubs against my soaked panties. Bright lights spark behind my eyelids as his cock strokes along my clit. I gasp his name, wrapping my legs around his waist and rubbing against him, encouraging him to move harder and faster.
Our lips never part. The pressure in my stomach grows and grows until it’s so big it explodes in a million glittering sparks of light. I rip my lips from his, screaming at the overwhelming pleasure.
“Fuck, love, you’re amazing when you come. I could watch that every day for the rest of my life and never have enough,” he growls, nipping and sucking my neck. He’s probably marking me, but I can’t find it myself to care. I want to be marked by him. I want everyone to know he’s mine and I’m his.
Despite my release, I’m still turned on beyond anything I’ve ever known before. I reach between us and run my hand over his length, hating the cotton of his underwear for keeping me from his skin. I try to push them down, but with him pinning me to the bed, I barely make any progress and whimper when he helps. He kicks his boxers off, and I make quick work of removing my own panties.
“We don’t have to—"
“I want you, Torin,” I say, cutting him off. “Please.”
With a groan, his lips crash back to mine. Then he has his fingers at my pussy, sliding through my slick folds. He finds my sensitive clit and rubs tight circles around it. I’m so sensitive after my first release than I quickly build to another. I whimper when he moves his fingers away. Then he’s pushing one thick finger inside me, and the pleasure is unlike anything I’ve felt before.
“Jesus, you’re tight.”
I can feel my cheeks turning a million shades of red at that. He knows I’m a virgin, but maybe it’s a bad thing in his eyes. I know the men in the romance books I read all get growly and possessive when they know they will be the only one to make love to their woman, but this isn’t fiction. Reality is hardly ever as sweet as fiction.
“I-I’m sorry…”
“Hey,” Torin says, cupping my cheek with his free hand. “Don’t you dare be sorry. You’re perfect, and you’re all mine.” He thrusts his finger then slowly adds a second stretching me. “This pussy is mine and mine alone. It’s a fucking gift that I’ll treasure always.”
I moan as a third finger slips inside me. There is a slight twinge of something like pain, but not quite because everything he’s doing feels so good it barely registers. I’m lost in the feel of his fingers
