“Relax, love. Breathe through your nose and open up that little throat.”
I do as he says and feel him going down my throat. I swallow on instinct, and he growls again. When I get a good rhythm going, I reach down and take his balls in one hand, massaging them and sending a shiver through his entire body.
“Fuck, yes, that’s… God, that’s it.”
His hands tangle in my hair, and he tries to pull me off. I grip his thighs and hold myself to him, taking him as deep as I can. His praise encourages me to keep going, suck harder, faster, giving him as much pleasure as he’s given me these last twelve hours.
“Shit! I’m coming, Ari. I’m?—”
Hot, salty liquid shoots down my throat again and again. I swallow everything he gives me while he continues to grunt his orgasm. When he’s done, I pull back, releasing his cock with a pop. I lick him clean and sit back on my heels to look at him.
His eyes are closed, and he looks totally peaceful. I love knowing I did that to him, that I have the power to make him crazy with need and then to relax him completely. Suddenly, his eyes snap open, and I can tell he’s hungry again.
“Come here, Ari. Need your lips on mine right the fuck now.”
I crawl up his body, kissing and licking every muscle I see along the way. Straddling him, I lean down and place my hands on either side of his head. Wilder wastes no time. He cups the back of my neck and pulls me down, crashing his lips on mine. He owns this kiss, licking and sucking and driving me wild with need.
When we finally come up for air, I rest my forehead on his, both of us panting.
“What was that for, Ari?” he finally asks, moving his hands down to my thighs, rubbing the exposed skin with his thumbs.
“You didn’t let me do it last night, so…” I shrug and give him a smirk.
“Jesus, what a way to wake up.” He looks at me with wonder and satisfaction.
“So it was okay? I mean, I’ve never done that before.”
“Better than anything I could have ever dreamed. Everything you do is incredible.”
I have to look away at his compliment. It’s too much, and I’m suddenly shy around him. I sit up and try to get off him, but Wilder tightens his grip on my thighs, keeping me in place.
“Hey. Look at me.”
I shake my head no.
He puts his hands on my back and secures me in place while he sits up, holding me in his lap. Resting his forehead on mine,he nuzzles my nose. “Ari. You know I find you incredible for more than just my amazing wake-up call this morning, right? As much as I love being inside your hot, wet mouth, I also love your kindness, your vulnerability, and your strength.”
I scrunch my nose and look to the side. His hand gently guides me back so I have to look into those intense yet gentle teal eyes.
“I’m serious,” Wilder continues. “This isn’t just physical for me. It’s everything.”
I kiss him before he can see the tears welling up in my eyes. Wilder opens for me and lets me lead us in a slow kiss. I want to believe everything he’s telling me, but after a lifetime of feeling inadequate and out of place, I don’t know how to trust what he says.
I think he means what he’s saying at this moment, but a little voice in the back of my head tells me this is only temporary.
I push all that aside and try to be present in this moment. I don’t want to miss anything. Nothing I’ll ever have with anyone else will be as perfect as this. He’s ruined me for all other men.
Our kiss gives way to so much more as I start moving my hips. Wilder’s hands glide down my back, cupping my bare ass and pulling me closer, urging me to grind down on him with my soaking pussy.
He breaks the kiss only to attach his mouth to my neck, licking and nipping and kissing down to my shoulder.
“Are you still sore, angel?” he mumbles into my skin.
“No, I need you.” I’m all breathy, but I don’t care. I can’t get enough.
“Need you too, Ari.”
He lifts me by my hips, hovering me over his already hard dick. “Ride my fucking cock like a good girl.”
