Page 54 of All the Beautiful Things
His touch was divine, sparking pleasure with every stroke of his skin against mine.
“I know that now. I wish… I wouldn’t have pushed.”
Because it all made sense when given time to think. Why he touched me so carefully, why he always paused and said we could wait and go slow.
Some of it might have been because he knew my inexperience, but it was the lies and secrets he wanted free first.
He laughed against my breast where his lips had drifted, sending sparks of excitement straight to my core. “If you think it was easy for me to wait, or difficult for me to give in that night you are far from wrong.”
I pushed fingers through his hair and moaned as he sealed his lips over my nipple. “What lovely things you say to me.”
He bit, and I bucked against him at the sting of pain before he soothed it with tongue and kisses.
“I will say all the things you need to know without words, until all you’re possible of making are sounds and screams.”
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Hudson
She was beautiful. I was sure at one time, she had the confidence of knowing that. I was certain that when she was younger, boys gawked over her, all teenage beauty and shapely figure. But had anyone but me given her compliments since then? That, I doubted, and I would take the time every day, every moment necessary to ensure Lilly understood how gorgeous she was, both inside and out.
And now, I finally had the opportunity to start.
I think you just did.Her words still vibrated through me. She gave me her trust, hopefully her forgiveness, when I had just been beginning to fear it would never come. This was not a moment, a night, I would rush.
Tonight, there weren’t secrets and there weren’t walls hanging between us. There wasn’t the grief I’d tried to drown with alcohol before our first time together.
There was only us, Lilly beneath me, her hands roaming up and down the sides of my ribs. This beautiful, pure, perfect moment with the woman I loved. I would savor every second of it.
I leaned down and kissed her, settled the weight of my hips against her and let her feel everything I felt for her in my kiss, in my touch, and in my arousal pressing against her.
“Hudson,” she gasped as I pulled back and sucked on the tender flesh of her throat. I kept moving down, loving the sting of her fingers at my scalp, the gentle touch of her hands on my body until I was kissing between her breasts, her stomach, and slowly spreading one of her thighs wide.
She froze at my touch as I ran my hand along her inner thigh to her center. I paused, and when I glanced up she was biting her bottom lip.
“Have you ever…?” I trailed off, let my fingers do the talking as I pressed them against her and slowly slid one inside.
God, she was sexy. So beautiful. My erection throbbed at the sight of her, at the thought of having her like this.
She shook her head, licked her lips. Anticipation was a heady drug, knowing I was the first who would taste her made me feel like an animal. Perhaps a caveman.
“Will you let me?” As I asked, I pushed that finger deeper inside her, pulled it out slowly and bought it to my lips. Her eyes widened and her skin flushed as I tasted her arousal for the first time.
Sweet. So damn sweet.
“Hudson,” she rasped my name like she’d forgotten the rest of her vocabulary and even my name took great effort to remember.
I’d have her forgetting everything but me by the time I was done.
“Please,” she whispered, hips arching against me as I played with her sex again. “Please do that again.”
I huffed a laugh and bent down, kissing her thighs, her lower stomach. I teased her with my mouth and my fingers until she was arching and gasping and writhing beneath me, soaking wet on my fingers, needy little whimpers escaping her gorgeous throat. Her submission was a gift. Her pleasure my greatest reward.
And then I did what I asked for, I took what I wanted and as my tongue slid against her for the first time I could have died and gone to heaven and felt my life was complete.
I tasted her and teased, learned the sounds she made telling me she loved what I was doing.
I took her with my fingers and my mouth until she clawed at my shoulders, my scalp, until her thighs shook and trembled and she threw her head back into her pillows and moaned my name like a woman completely undone. Her tight, wet heat clamped down on my fingers as her pleasure consumed her. The sight of her undid me, almost had me finish all over the bed. If I didn’t get inside her soon, it was possible this would end before I could.
