Page 12 of Falling Hard
“What do you want to watch tonight?” He made small talk while I couldn’t take my eyes off him, off the sharpness of his jaw and the defining features of his body. Even kneeling beside the bed, I could still admire his body or at least his strong arms.
“Don’t know.” The delay in my reply caused him to glance at me. I was taking sharp breaths in and but it wasn’t out of pain, it was because his hand gripped my lower thigh as well as he was so close, and the fact I was lying there naked wasn’t helping things.
Then his left hand moved slowly until it was resting on the middle of my inner thigh, causing my breathing to become sharper.
Maiden and I had chemistry, and we always had. He was the first man I really had feelings for, but I knew those feelings would never be returned. However, as Maiden touched me so intimately, those feelings for him, which I suppressed, were boiling to the surface. I couldn’t stop my body from reacting and spread my legs just a tiny bit wider so his full hand could fit between my legs, and I hoped he would take advantage of the space.
Our kiss from this afternoon ran through my mind, and then delight washed over me as his hand slipped between my legs. His hand was still on my thigh, and I wanted—no, needed for it to move up but it didn’t.
I wasn’t someone who acted on impulse, I thought things through, but I right then, the rules could get fucked. Even though he was a man who would never feel anything back for me, I didn’t care.
Instead, I raised my arms up behind my head and gripped the couch, spreading my legs wider until the towel completely separated.
My heart was pulsating as I wondered what his reaction would be. I was basically lying there, wanting him to take me. Then I felt it, the softest kiss on my hip, and his hand moved up until his fingers touched me right where I was aching to be touched.
Slowly, his fingers began to move in a circular motion, rubbing me. His breathing was sharper than mine at this point, and then his lips were on mine. I wasn’t expecting soft, and it was rough just like him. Though his touch was soft and intense, there was no holding back as his lips claimed mine.
My legs widened, and he got up and kneeled between my legs. His fingers moved at a magical, nerve-pitching speed, and his lips didn’t leave mine.
The towel fell to the sides, then was completely off me, showing my breasts. I saw Maiden glimpse at them, desire and need spreading across his expression as he brought his other hand to my face to cup my cheek and hold me still as his fingers slipped into me. A moan escaped my lips and was swallowed by his mouth on mine, his lips twitching up slightly in approval. My hands went to his shoulders and gripped him tightly as the rhythm he continued caused my body to pulse with involuntary movements. At first, it was just my feet, but the increased speed and rhythm he unleashed on my body, the less control I had over my body, and I didn’t fight it.
His lips broke from mine for a moment. “Good girl.”
The need in his voice, mixed with approval, was clear. Knowing I was doing just as he wanted, sent more pleasure through my body.
He knew I was about to come and was quick to kiss me passionately, silencing me. My back arched, and my nipples hardened, and he brushed one of his fingers over them. By the time I finished, I was shaking and sweating.
When he pulled back, I knew there was little to no chance that any guy would beat what he just gave me.
I didn’t know what I expected, but when he pried himself off me, and his hands left my body, I felt disappointment flood me.
I clenched my eyes shut tightly, my body still shaking slightly from the stimulation.
When Maiden cursed, I immediately knew he was regretting it.
“I’m sorry,” I blurted out and locked eyes with him. “I’m sorry, for making you. Please, don’t be mad.”
I could tell by the way he handed me clothes he just wanted me covered, but I wasn’t expecting the confusion to cross his face after I spoke.
Then his lips twitched slightly up. “Sweetheart, Grit is at the door.”
It was only then that I heard the banging on the door.
It was my time to curse as I scrambled to my feet, now realizing why he wanted to cover me up.
