His touch, hard yet soft.
Loving but possessive.
Onyx Inwood is the man I’ve been dreaming of protecting me, loving me, holding me since I was a little girl. His overwhelming desire to possess me leaves me light-headed and unable to concentrate on his words. But his actions do the speaking for him.
His fingers hold reverence in the way we sway to the music.
His heartbeat holds strength and resolve.
His body holds his desire for me. Not just in the flesh but soul and heart, too.
His words leave me speechless and begging for so much more.
Onyx Inwood is the man who his going to hold my heart forever. He is the man who I will cradle between my thighs. Give my life for.
We’ve barely known each other a minute, but this connection can’t be broken. He is mine, and I am his.
“Onyx,” I whisper against his lips as our foreheads touch. “Take me.”
I watch in fascination as his gaze darkens, and his breathing picks up pace. His hands tighten their hold on my body as he lifts me into his arms. We’re barely three steps away when my back slams into the wall with the same force as his mouth crashing down on mine.
I never dreamed that kissing would be so…wonderful. Pleasing even. Onyx takes hold of my body in ways I never imagined possible. I’m held captive as he controls the depth and angle of our mouths.
I lose myself in the rapture of his confident touches. His hands freely roam my body, exploring every bend and crevice. He devours my sighs and mewls of pleasure while I try to gain my footing. Holding his shoulders in my hands reminds me of just how large this man truly is; however, I don’t feel unsafe. In fact, I feel wholly coveted with the way he holds me so gently. Gingerly taking what he wants while giving me everything I long for.
“I can’t breathe,” I gasp, pulling from his hungry lips. Onyx doesn’t stop, though; he nibbles his way down my jaw to my neck, licking along my pulse. Rocketing the fluttering vein out of orbit with his musings.
“I’ll breathe for you,” he whispers as his lips crash down on mine again. Sweet agony burns through me as his hands cup my heavy breasts and roll my nipples through his fingers, wringing pleasure from my body, so I don’t notice the swelling in my lips as he sucks one into his mouth gently.
“Tell me you want this, Gracie.”
“So much, Onyx.”
I normally wrap caution around me like a blanket, but with him, I’m throwing it out the window. I want to experience this man in all his glory. I want to feel him thrusting deep inside my body. Stretching my thighs to their limits while he challenges me to give him more of myself.
“Tell me, Gracie, tell me every fucking thing,” he groans in my ear, as he rubs my core along his length. The denim of his jeans is a real problem for us both.
Feeling bold, I lean forward, whispering in his ear, “Make me yours, Onyx,” before biting on the lobe and sucking it into my mouth.
“Fuck,” he hisses, sounding slightly pained. “I’m not gonna last.”
“I don’t want you to. Stop holding back on me.”
With hands on my hips plastering me against the wall, Onyx drops to his knees in front of me. Throwing my legs over his shoulders, he buries his face between my thighs and breathes deeply as I struggle to inhale.
He can’t possibly be doing what I think he is, can he?
I get my answer as he rips my panties from my body and stuffs them in his pocket. “Oh gosh.” My head hits the wall as I feel his warm breath against my now naked flesh.
“Fucking cherries,” he growls before I feel his tongue flatten between my lips and lick up to my nub. I jump at first contact and likely would have landed on the floor if not for his strong hold on me. “Hang on, princess.” He chuckles and doesn’t give me a chance to brace as he sucks my clit into his mouth.
I scream out my pleasure as he continues his assault. I’d never explored my body very carefully, so I had no idea this amount of bliss awaited me. I’m unprepared for the rhapsody flooding my veins. White flashes before my closed eyelids, and I think I’m begging, but I don’t know whether it’s for more or for him to stop. I just know I can’t take another second of it…
Until…
My core heats and explodes. My body tenses. My heart feels like it’s going to rip from my chest. My head goes light, and I slump all of my weight into Onyx’s arms as I float through my apartment.
“I’ve got you, Gracie,” he says as we move, but I couldn’t tell where or how. Softness greets my back as my vision clears, and I see we’re in my bedroom.
The sound of a zipper draws my attention, and I struggle to turn my head just in time to see Onyx drop his pants to the ground and display his intimidating manhood in the late moonlight.
“Gracious,” I mutter, and he looks down at me and laughs softly.
Walking to the edge of the bed, he slowly climbs on, spreading my thighs with his hands as he goes. His dark gaze eats up every inch of exposed flesh as he moves closer. Gripping one leg, he settles it in the crook of his elbow while he places the other on his shoulder.
“I don’t think I’m meant to bend this way,” is what pops out of my mouth.
He only grins as I feel his dick brush against me. My breath catches, my eyes roll back. “See, you’ll enjoy it.” His words are full of so much heat I almost melt.
“Will it hurt?” I know it will, all the books say so.
“I’ll be gentle,” he vows.
“How do you know?”
Leaning down, his cock moves closer to my entrance, and he tells me, “Because that’s how you are with the people you love.”
Everything in me freezes. It’s right, my heart sings. It’s too soon, my brain screams. My eyes slam shut, and a lone tear rolls free.
Onyx tentatively places his lips over mine and slowly pushes his length into my body, merging us into one unit. Asserting his dominance over me and declaring his right to take what I’ve given him freely.
At first, the stretch burns, but he’s so tender that my body makes room for him. Allows him entrance to what is my most valuable gift.
“You’re so perfect, Gracie,” he groans. “Tight. Fucking tight.” Oddly his cursing turns me on. Realizing I can make him lose control is heady.
He stops just as I feel a pinch, and our eyes clash in a lock just before he pushes through that final barrier of my innocence and makes me his. The pain is more horrifying than I ever imagined, but quite honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I know Onyx will treasure this moment with him always.
It isn’t until he whispers, “No tears, Gracie,” that I realize I’m crying.
“Only happy ones, Onyx.”
Raising up, I kiss him as he strains not to move. His lips are hard until my tongue comes out to play and licks across them, begging entrance. He complies and presses me back into the mattress. Slowly, he gyrates his hips, and I can feel the buildup of earlier as we duel. His hands flex from their position, and I just know I’ll have his fingerprints on my body in the morning.
“I’m not going to last,” he sighs in my ear as we break apart.
“Let go,” I cry when his thrusting picks up speed, slamming into my body. I hold him tightly as he bites into my neck like an animal and curses through his release.
The warmth of his seed triggers a faint orgasm in me, and I’m climbing the heights of pleasure with him.
“I love you, Gracie, don’t you ever fucking doubt that.” His harsh confession leaves me feeling on top of the world as exhaustion kicks in and takes me under.