Page 72 of Whispers in the Dark
Holy sweetness.
His hard cock springs forward, leaving me momentarily breathless.
There’s no way that’s fitting.
My heart pants rapidly for a very different reason than thirty seconds ago.
He leans down, his palms landing flat on both sides of me as he begins to crawl over me, surrounding my body slowly. My eyes jump to his, and sensing my panic, he stills, his eyes locked onto mine.
“I feel I should probably come clean…” My chest pants hard. “I know I seemed pretty confident out there.”Three fruity alcoholic beverages will do that to a girl.Or was it four?“But, see, I’m not… Well, I mean, the thing is, I haven’t done this…” I motion between us, and his eyes widen. “No. No. I mean, I’m not a virgin. I’ve done this, but it’s been a long time. More likea verylong time. And maybe only…” I close my eyes, chewing on my bottom lip. “Once,” I admit softly.
Flashbacks of that pretty forgettable night with my prom date suddenly reappear before me. He had clumsy hands. He was a horrible kisser. And a grand whopping thirty seconds later, he was done. Not me. Him.
Call it cliché, but I thought losing my virginity at prom would be romantic. Boy, was I wrong. In fact, so wrong that I just never saw the point in doing it ever again.
And instead, I got my fix from all the romance novels I indulge in at a healthy pace of two to five books a week.
But as my eyes soak in the man before me, and I meanman, I’m starting to wonder if maybe I haven’t given sex a fair try.
Maybe, all this time, I’ve been missing out.
I mean, let’s not forget what this sex wizard did to me just five minutes ago with his fingers and tongue.
A shiver of pleasure runs through me at the fresh memory.
He leans forward. There’s so much concern etched across his face that I’m afraid he’s about to make us both put clothes back on and call it a night.
So, I take a steady breath and slowly say, “What I’m trying to say is, I want this. I’m just a little nervous. And can you blame me?” I look down at his cock still standing tall and let the corners of my lips lift. “You’re pretty impressive.” He grins, pushing back his hair. “But I trust you.” I lift on my elbows, brushing my lips against his. “So, maybe…” I hesitate.Be brave, Alina. He’s your husband, for goodness’ sake.I tilt my head down and press a kiss over a faded scar, twisting across his chest. “You should put all my book boyfriends to shame and fuck me like I’m the only woman in the world you want. Even if it’s just for tonight.”
There’s no hesitation.
No moment of pause.
Not when his lips fuse to mine, causing my head to fall back on the pillow as his tongue slips between my lips. He reaches over to the nightstand, grabbing his wallet, and my fingers wrap around his wrist.
“We don’t need a condom,” I tell him. “We can if you want to, but I’m clean…obviously.” A blush spreads over my cheeks. “And I’m on birth control. Are you…” I swallow hard. “Are you clean too?”
He nods adamantly.
“Then I… I don’t want anything between us.”
He blinks a few times, and I watch his throat work as he lowers his lips back to mine.
I melt under his touch, my body becoming pliant to his. A moan echoes in the room as his cock slides alongside my slit, rubbing against my clit. My legs hook around his thick body, his muscles feeling like stone in my grasp.
He pulls back, sliding his lips down my throat.
Sucking and licking.
Marking me as his.
Every inch of my body feels alive, thrumming with need.
“More,” I beg in an airy breath. “I want all of you, Mauro.”
He holds himself over me, looking down into my eyes.
Using his hand, he positions himself above my entrance. I take a deep breath and wait as he begins to nudge inside me.
