Page 84 of Heartbreak & Cupcakes
I knew this was wrong, with every step I took toward my bedroom I knew that I needed to stop this now. But I couldn’t. I needed this. I needed to be with her even if I couldn’t be with her.
When we reached my room, I set her down next to my bed. I could see that she was uncertain about what she should do next.
“Are you sure this is okay?”
She grinned and let out a forced breath. “I’m not sure exactly what this is, but yes, I’mveryokay with it.”
Fuck.She was so cute. My own internal battle was raging inside my head but I ignored it and lowered down so I was sitting on the edge of the bed with her between my legs. I stared at the masterpiece standing in front of me. Her pinup curves were even sexier than I’d imagined them to be.
I tried not to think about what this would mean tomorrow, or the next day. If I did that, this night was going to come to an abrupt end. I focused, instead, on the need rioting through me. I needed to touch every inch of her body. I needed to kiss her. I needed to taste her.
Her chest was at eye-level and I didn’t waste any time before covering her right breast, still covered by her bra, with my mouth. Beneath the lace I felt her nipple pebble and I nipped the beaded flesh between my teeth. When I did, I felt her hands fist in my hair pulling me even closer to her. I moved to the left and sucked, licked, and bit her other nipple through the woven fabric.
Her back arched, pressing her body into my mouth. Roughly, without any finesse, I tugged the material covering her breasts down so they were bare causing the front clasp to unsnap leaving her upper body completely bare. Her nipples stood at attention glistening with my saliva. My mouth watered at the sight. I traced first her left then her right raspberry colored areola with my tongue as I cupped her mounds in my hands and massaged her flesh.
The weight of her breasts in my palms and the feeling of her hardened tip against my flattened tongue had my cock trying to rip through my pants like the Hulk, but I ignored my own body’s demands.
I couldn’t have sex with her. Sex was too complicated.
What wasn’t complicated was giving Sadie what we both wanted. Giving her pleasure was what I needed. Feeling her, tasting her, making her cry out with release was the only goal for tonight.
Moving lower down her body, I pressed a feather-light kiss to her belly. Beneath my lips, her flesh trembled and I continued peppering her with barely-there kisses across her stomach and onto her hip bones. As I did, I hooked my thumbs in the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs. She stepped out of the material and as soon as it cleared her ankles I gripped her hips, lifted her up, and laid her on my bed.
I took a moment to take in the sight of her hair flared out against my charcoal grey pillowcase. Her perfect, naked body laid out before me, mine for the taking. It was more than my wildest dream come true.
Needing to feel her skin against mine, I moved above her. Lowering down, I returned my attention back to her breasts. I took my time learning what she responded to. She was so responsive it seemed her body had a reaction to everything I did, but she especially liked when I sucked her nipples between my teeth and bit down then licked and kissed the sting away.
Soft moans vibrated through her as she dug her nails into my shoulders. Her body writhed beneath me seeking release. I loved that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Even if I couldn’t actually be with her. I could definitely give her what she needed.
I continued down her body, peppering kisses along her belly which trembled against my lips. As I shifted lower, her legs fell open to accommodate me and I could feel the heat of her core on my chest.
It had been so long since I’d been with anyone intimately. Every fiber in my being was strung tight with need. I felt alive for the first time in years.
I didn’t allow myself to think about what that meant. This was purely physical. Even if I wasn’t going to find release, that’s not what tonight was about. Tonight, was about pleasuring Sadie.
My lips grazed both of her hipbones before moving to the top of her mound. I pressed a kiss to the patch of hair that was trimmed into a perfect triangle as the width of my shoulders nudged her thighs even farther apart. I shifted lower until my face was a mere inch from her soft dewy flesh. My fingers trailed up and down her feminine lips, exploring her sex, memorizing every inch. Her tight passage pulsed against the pad of my thumb as I traced her seam. As much as I wanted to prolong this experience, I could see and feel that she was close, and I needed to taste her.
Using two fingers I pushed inside her as I covered the top of her mound with my mouth. Her inner walls clamped around my fingers as my tongue flicked her swollen clit. Within seconds, I felt her thighs begin to tremble against my shoulders and her hands clamped down on my head. I continued licking her as I curled my fingers up, finding her most sensitive spot and fluttering my touch.
Her climax hit her hard and fast as she cried out in release and liquid heat coated my digits. I continued pleasuring her with my hand and mouth as she went up and over the edge. When her body began to relax, I slowly pulled my fingers from her and took my time licking every drop of her release off her body. She tasted so sweet on my tongue.
By the time I finished her arms and legs were completely limp. I moved up next to her and pulled her against me. Her body melted into my side as her head nuzzled against my chest which was heaving with labored breaths. I was rock hard, my balls were aching to be unloaded, but that wasn’t the greatest need I felt in my body. I craved being close to Sadie.
Leaning down, I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Will you stay here, tonight? Just sleep next to me. I haven’t slept with anyone since…” I couldn’t even bring myself to say her name. Guilt washed over me, but it wasn’t enough for me to let go of Sadie.
“Yes.” Sadie curled tighter into my body and I inhaled the sweet scent of her shampoo.
I knew this was wrong mainly because it felt so right. That was the last thought I had as my heavy lids drifted shut.
