Chapter Twenty-one
Erik wasn’t sure what he expected to find when he walked in, but it wasn’t Lillian half naked in his bedroom waving her arms around like some sort of hellcat.
After his initial fear subsided, he had a hard time thinking of much else besides how all night long he’d been half hard for her. There was something about seeing her in his shirt that turned him on even more, and he knew he was in trouble if he didn’t leave. But having her there, in his arms, it was all he could take before he pressed his mouth to hers, desperate for the taste he’d been given earlier.
Lillian’s lips moved against his as he dominated her mouth. He slanted her to the side so he could taste her. Their tongues twined with one another, swirling and moving in time as they danced together in her mouth.
A low moan filled him as she gently placed her hands against his bare chest. Her small fingers seared his skin as she traced the contours of his muscles. He could feel his cock as it already pressed painfully against his zipper. Never in his life had he been so eager to be inside a woman. There was something about Lillian that called out to the primal side of him.
He should stop. His brain screamed to him that getting involved with her was a bad idea. Not because he didn’t trust her. Because he didn’t trust himself.
It didn’t matter. When it came to Lillian, he was finding he had almost no control.
Her fingers trailed lower across his stomach and rested just above the line on his pants.
A low growl made its way to his lips, and he could feel her nipples pebble under the shirt with excitement. If he didn’t cool himself, he was going to come before he’d even done more than kiss her.
Erik walked her back toward the bed. When her legs hit the side of the bed, Lillian pulled away from his mouth with a gasp. She fell on the bed. He couldn’t stop the grin that spread across his face at her surprise.
A peek of black lace met his eye as he leaned over the beautiful woman. Her hair was now loose, spilling over his blankets, legs slightly apart as he pressed between her creamy thighs.
“God, you are beautiful,” Erik whispered.
Lillian turned her head to the side, and it only made him want her more.
He reached out and slowly unhooked each button, watching her chest rise and fall as he did so, getting closer and closer to his prize.
When he’d reached the last button, Erik let the material slide away and reveal her soft breasts. Her pink nipples were hard with excitement.
Erik turned her face back to his and stared at her for a moment before leaning down to kiss her sweet lips, pressing his bare chest to hers, loving the feel of her hard nipples as they scraped against his chiseled chest.
Lillian wrapped her arms around him now as he deepened the kiss. His hands explored the exposed skin until he had both her breasts palmed in his hands. Erik gently squeezed them and moved his palms in a circular motion, rubbing her sensitive buds over his calloused hands.
“Erik,” she moaned as she broke away from his mouth.
He kissed down her neck, along her collar bone and then down further until her nipples hovered just under his mouth.
Erik looked her in the eye as he took one into his mouth. Lillian arched her body, pressing more of herself into him.
Gently he bit a tender peak, rolling and pinching as his tongue worked its magic, drawing both pleasure and pain. Soothing her as he nipped the tender flesh.
He loved the way she looked while he touched her. Her cheeks pink and lips slightly parted.
Erik moved his mouth farther down her body, kissing her stomach as he went, scraping his stubble across the flesh there, her fingernails scraping against his scalp.
He stopped when he reached her panties. With both fingers, he hooked them and pulled down, exposing a small thatch of blonde hair and her glistening pink lips.
“I don’t think—” she began
Erik looked up to her and leaned in. He swiped his tongue along her center. Lillian moaned loudly, running both her hands through his hair now.
“Oh, I most definitely do think.” He grinned.
He leaned in again, pushing apart her folds to reveal the hard bud. Erik flicked his tongue over it several times as Lillian moved against his mouth. Little moans escaped her mouth.
With his mouth firmly over her clit, swirling his tongue over the peak, Erik placed a finger at her entrance, desperate to be inside her however he could. Slowly, he eased inside of her.
She was tighter than he would have thought. It made his cock throb at the thought of her squeezing him. But first he wanted to watch her come against his mouth. To see his beautiful woman screaming his name as he brought her over the edge. And by the looks of things, it wasn’t going to be that far off.
Lillian panted against the bed, her body moving in time with his finger as he worked it inside her, faster and faster. Then he added a second finger.
“Erik,” she whispered.
Her tongue darted out to lick her lips. He growled against her clit.
With one hard thrust, he could feel her insides tighten. Her whole body went still as she breathed hard. She shouted his name as she came.
That was about all Erik’s cock could take. If he didn’t get inside her soon, he just might explode.
With the speed of a werewolf, he slid off his pants and hovered just over her entrance. Lillian’s juices coated his head as he pressed against her.
She was so small he worried that he might hurt her if he went in too quickly. Although he was half certain that going slowly just might kill him.
A small hand curved around his length, and Erik closed his eyes and groaned as she stroked him.
“This might work better if you lie down,” Lillian murmured.
He nearly swallowed his tongue at the suggestion. No way he was turning that down. Torture or no torture. He wanted to see her riding him.
Erik climbed on the bed, and she straddled his thighs. Her wet pussy slid over him as she moved into position.
Lillian placed his head at her opening and slowly lowered herself over him.
Her insides squeezed him as she pushed him deeper and deeper inside until she was fully seated on top of him.
“Fuck,” he grunted. Her pussy was so damn tight.
Lillian placed her hands against his chest as she lifted herself slightly. As she came back down, they both moaned at the tight fit.
“Fuck is right,” she moaned.
His hands found purchase against her hips, helping to guide her as she slid up and down on his cock. Before long, she was moving faster, her breasts swinging over his face as he sucked on her still hard nipples.
Lillian slammed down hard.
“More,” she moaned, bouncing up and down on him as hard as she could.
Erik grinned up at her.
He slapped his hips in time with her, thrusting hard as she met him.
Lillian moaned loudly, her insides twitching the harder he thrust.
She leaned down to kiss him, and Erik rolled her over onto her back. He needed more. She needed more. It was time for him to give them both what they needed.
The only sound in the room was his hips as they slapped against her thighs, her slick center pulling him in with each thrust.
“Fuck, baby,” he grunted. “I’m so fucking close.”
She climaxed, her insides squeezing him as he pushed deep inside her.
Erik sat up on his knees and hammered hard into her now, trying to stretch out her release and bring on his own as he lifted her to meet his pounding need.
With two hard thrusts, he came deep inside her. Her insides pulsed around his aching cock as it twitched.
Erik collapsed on top of her, his body exhausted from the strongest orgasm he’d ever remembered having.
Lillian shifted slightly, and he could feel himself growing inside her again.
“Oh God,” she groaned as she moved again.
Erik grinned against her neck. “Guess I didn’t mention our stamina,” he said as he moved his hips slightly once more. He was willing to fight through the exhaustion for more of her sweet pussy.
Her body shivered around him. “I’m not complaining,” she whispered.