Kiss me. Touch me. What the hell are you waiting for?
His hand slides to my thigh. I part my legs slightly, inviting him where he doesn’t belong. But he doesn’t move higher. Not yet. Instead, his finger grazes my bottom lip, gliding back and forth. Then with his other hand, he grips my thigh tighter.
“You are…” His voice is low as he drags his hand down my neck. “So fucking…” His fingers drift across my chest in torturous, light strokes. “Beautiful.”
He pauses just above the curve of my breast, hovering. Not touching. Just teasing, and close enough to drive me insane.
“Don’t stop,” I whimper, every nerve in my body screaming for him.
“Don’t… stop… what?” he murmurs, tracing circles around my breast. “Tell me. Exactly. What. You. Want.” His thumb strokes my lip again, daring me.
I flick my tongue over his thick finger, tasting, teasing, then wrap my lips around it, sucking slow and deep. Craving more of him. All of him. Watching his control falter.
“You. I want you, Dylan,” I breathe, our lips hovering inches apart.
“Jesus, Jenna… you drive me crazy,” he growls, gripping my hips. His erection presses against me, hard, unrelenting, begging for release as he guides me onto his lap until I’m straddling him.
“Hearing you say my name… fuck,” he whispers, his breath ragged. I tilt my head until our foreheads touch, hearts pounding between us. “I want you so fucking bad. My heart aches almost as much as my cock’s throbbing to be buried inside you. I need you. Your body. Your heart. All of you—right now.”
I don’t have words to match his. Just this need. I let the straps of my sweater dress slide down my arms, revealing my white lace bralette.
He freezes, eyes focused on me.
I hesitate, the gravity of everything catching up to me. Then his gaze meets mine, blazing with urgency and something deeper.
My resolve melts. I lean into him, and our mouths meet. His tongue glides against mine, his moans igniting every deep desire inside me. He holds nothing back when he touches me, greedy and eager.
He yanks off his shirt, revealing abs and a chest carved by sin. Every ridge, every line begging to be licked and touched. His hand comes back to my hips, gripping on to me as I grind against his thick, throbbing cock.
His fingers toy with the strap of my bra, his eyes starving for me. “I’ve been dreaming about tasting these since the moment I saw you.”
I unclasp my bra, and the way he stares at me is everything. “Dylan, fuck—” He flicks my nipples with his tongue, his rough,calloused hands claiming me. I moan in his ear, my panties soaked with want.
“Say my name again.” His voice is thick with need. “Tell me how bad you want my cock stretching you, filling you.”
“Yes,” I cry out. “I want you, Dylan. I’ve never wanted anything this much.”
In one swift motion, he lays me back and rips my thong off like it’s his only chance to have me. His lips trail down my stomach, fingers teasing, stroking with feather-light touches that ruin me.
And then, he’s there, ready to satisfy every craving I’ve ever had of him. Shit. This is happening. Dylan between my thighs. My mind spins.
“You okay?” he asks, like he can hear what I’m thinking.
“Yeah. I just can’t believe I’m here… with you.”
He kisses me between each word, each touch unraveling me. “I… fucking love… that… you’re here. Now open your legs for me, Jenna,” he grunts.
I obey, trembling beneath his command.
His tongue glides through me—slow, deliberate, mapping every sensitive inch. Learning exactly what makes me beg. Each stroke wrecks me. Drenches me. Makes me ache.
He’s relentless in the way his tongue swirls, pushing deeper, teasing me in places I didn’t even know could throb with this kind of need.
“Yes, Dylan. Don’t stop. Please.” My back arches, giving him full control as he drags the wetness lower, spreading it over my ass.
“Goddamn. You’re so tight.” He groans, pressing one finger inside. Then another. His tongue stays locked on my clit, working me, driving me wild.
“Deeper,” I pant. “God, I can’t wait to feel you inside me.” I could come just from the sound of his growls, the sound of him losing control.
