Chapter 19
Sydney
Dane’s kiss was soft and I allowed his tongue in between my mouth. He held me by my waist as I swung in his arms. I was dizzy and giddy with having his lips on mine again. I hadn’t expected this to happen, it wasn’t planned…which made it even more exciting. I could already feel myself getting wet between my legs as he kissed me.
Within a few moments, he pulled away from me and we were both panting. I hadn’t realized that we had been kissing for several minutes now. With one hand on my belly, he gave me a gentle push and I felt my butt press against the edge of the kitchen table.
Dane had his eyes locked on me, and without waiting for me to respond; he placed his hands on the stringy straps of my dress and pulled them down over my arms. My breasts popped out, I wasn’t wearing a bra and Dane lunged forward to take one of them in his mouth.
I was supporting myself by gripping the edge of the table, as I arched my back, throwing my head backwards while he sucked on my nipples. My legs were parting of their own accord, making space for Dane to fit himself between my thighs. His mouth on my breasts, licking and gently sucking on my nipples was too much to bear. I had started moaning. Then his hands fumbled with the skirt of my dress, hurriedly pushing it up so that his hand could seek out the wetness between my legs.
I gasped when he found it and with his forefinger and thumb, through the thin material of my panty, he began to stroke me. I wanted to feel his body, and I quickly undid the buttons on his shirt. My hands were shaking as I pulled his shirt apart and ran my hand down the chiseled structure of his torso. He was as tight and strong as a marble statue, and I couldn’t stop my fingers from lingering on his washboard abs, his flat belly…Dane caught my wrist suddenly and I gasped again. He was guiding my hand down his pants.
I could feel the warmth emanating from his crotch. Under his pants, through his boxers; I touched his cock. It was big and throbbing and ready and I stroked him. Just like he was stroking me again. When he finally pulled his mouth away from my nipple, I sank back on the table.
I didn’t have the energy to keep sitting up. Dane adjusted me, pushing me up so that my legs dangled off the side of the table now. He was standing there, still between my knees, and I watched as he undid his belt and pulled down his pants. His cock was facing me again. Ram rod straight and big and I could feel the knots in my belly tightening again. I wanted him inside me. His stroking had made me wetter, ready for him and Dane grabbed my knees.
With our eyes locked and my lips quivering, Dane parted my legs further and then balanced them off his shoulders. His face was between my thighs, his dark eyes were focused on my swollen nipples. His mouth was parted and some of his chestnut hair had fallen over his eyes. Neither of us were saying anything, we both knew just how good it was going to feel any minute now…the moment he thrust himself in.
Dane was teasing me. He grabbed his cock with a hand and drew it closer to me. The tip grazed my wet swollen core and I moved my hips. My hands reached out for his chest, his heart was beating fast. He grinned, like he was enjoying watching me grow more desperate by the second.
“Tell me you want me,” he said in a low guttural growl.
“I want you inside me, Dane,” I begged him and he thrust himself into me. I felt his cock slide in, expanding me, pushing against the sensitive wet flesh of my core and I arched my back and pressed my eyes close. Having Dane inside me made me stop thinking. I could think of nothing else but having him there.
He pulled out of me, grabbing my breasts with both hands for support and thrust into me again. He grunted with every push and each time he pumped into me, he brought me closer and closer to the edge. I was dangling off the cliff of ultimate pleasure, and he couldn’t have done it better. My mind was blank, only Dane’s cock inside me existed in that moment. I could feel my body sliding up and down the wooden kitchen table, as he increased his speed.
Dane was quick and consistent and our bodies pressed together as he pumped into me, strong and fast. I was so close to the edge, rushing towards it, craving that ultimate release. When I came, I felt like I had burst. I could feel my juices gushing out and I screamed out his name. Dane came with me. His grip on my breasts grew tight and he growled and moaned as he released himself. Burying his seed deep inside my body, in a way that nobody had done before.
My body shook and shivered as I came, he hadn’t stopped pumping and I came again. In a smaller, more shivering way. My eyes had rolled in my head and I’d screamed his name repeatedly till I couldn’t do it anymore. Dane had already started to relax by the time my orgasm ended, but he was still inside me. He was holding me by my waist now, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that he was staring at me, at my body.
“That is what I really think of you, Sydney,” he said, as he drew himself out of me.