Page 41 of Into The Rabbit Hole
“I’m dyingto.”
He brought her lips to his again in one swift motion, and his touch was one that she felt all over. He lifted her up and carried her up the stairs, his lips never leavinghers.
They made it to the bedroom and she caught sight of its glory. The entire ceiling was made of glass. It was a pretty sight, with the auburn colors of sunset bouncing off of it. It felt strange that they’d just left the darkness of the simulated night in the basement and entered sunset in the realworld.
That was as much as her mind could register. It slipped away through his touches. Slipped into somewhere she couldn’t concern herself with right now. All Taylor knew was the intense want and desire she felt forhim.
He set her down on the grand, king-sized bed that was placed in the center of the room and peeled her dress off her. All that remained was the sheerness of her lingerie that was barely there due to itstone.
He moved onto her and placed a trail of kisses over her neck before he removed her bra, releasing the heftiness of herbreasts.
He stopped to look at her, the intensity of his gaze and the desire in his eyes tightening her nipples, but he soothed her when he lowered to suck herbreasts.
“God you’re beautiful,” he moaned, moving from one breast to theother.
She arched her back into him, getting lost in the ripples of electricity that sparked across her skin as he sucked her. Suddenly, everything turned hotter, more intense with that throbbing need andurgency.
Taylor wanted to enjoy him, too, but she didn’t think she could move. At the very least she managed to lift the t-shirt over his head in the space of seconds between him moving from her breasts to kiss down herstomach.
She caught a glimpse of the deep definition of the muscles running along his abs. It made her want to drool just from the few seconds she’dwitnessed.
Taylor wrapped her leg over him when he lay back next to her and got lost in the kisses he placed all over herbody.
She could feel the bulge of his arousal pressed against the top of her inner thigh. Instinctively she reached down and cupped him through the soft denim of his jeans. A deep moan sounded from his chest and she felt weak from the feel of his thick, hard shaft against the palm of herhand.
“No more, princess, I need you now,” he said in a deep husky voice. “Youready?”
“I’m ready.” She smiled, feeling more than ready. She longed for him, and she wanted him so badly sheached.
He stepped back and undid his jeans. She watched, fascinated, as she looked at him and ran her gaze over his athletic body. He was just pure muscle. Right from his shoulders and down to his legs. Mile-wide chest with chiseled abs, perfect hips, and strong legs. The perfect specimen of a man was standing before her looking like a walking advert forRunwayorVogue.
He reached into the nightstand by the bed and brought out acondom.
“Just so you know, I’m on birth control, so the choice is entirely yours,” shecooed.
His face lit up as he looked down on her. “Is thatso?”
“Yes.” She gave him a sexy smile that widened when he dropped the condompacket.
He slipped his boxers down his legs and her eyes were drawn to his impressive erection. Taylor’s breath stilled within the cavity of her chest and constricted further when he slid the thong down her legs and parted them. He bent down to kiss the inside of her thighs, sending spirals of ecstasy through her, and she couldn’t help but wince when he ran his fingers lightly over where she craved him the most. He kissed there, too, tasting her, and then the slenderness of his fingers were replaced by the thick head of thisshaft.
Taylor gasped for air as he slid into her, huge and thick. A groan ripped from his chest as he started pumping slowly, pushing deeper into her. The connection was unreal, and the passion that surged through her spread heat all over her body. The flames of it licked at her skin as he gripped onto her waist and pounded into her, taking her to the next level ofbliss.
The first wave of orgasm slammed into her and made her feel like she’d pass out. She called out his name and reached out against the silkiness of thesheets.
He leaned down onto her and took hold of her hand while he continued to grip onto herwaist.
Their eyes met and she gazed deeply into his, absorbing the way he looked as he drove into her. That brought on the next wave of orgasm and she didn’t think she could handle another. He moved even faster and they both cried out from the intense surge of passion and raw, primal emotion that rushed over them. She was still getting over the elation she felt when he came, moving faster, still, as hedid.
Then they calmed, trying to catch their breath. She was sweating and so was he. His hair was wet withit.
He leaned forward and kissed her, running his hands over herbreasts.
“Are you okay?” heasked.
“I feel amazing, Wes.” She breathed against morekisses.
He pulled in a breath and smiled. “I don’t think I can allow you to leave metonight.”
“That works fine.” She giggled, running her hands through his hair. “I wasn’t planning onleaving.”
“Good.” The sexy smile he gave her said everything and she looked forward to the night they were going tohave.
She planned to indulge on him as much as possible. It was about time she had some fun. He was something she owed toherself.