“Hold this for me,” he murmured.
As he slid the condom packet between her parted teeth, she smiled inwardly at the feel of its sharpness against her tongue, an unfamiliar object, an object that had everything to do with sex and nothing else. An object that would draw him inside her, hold him there, and take her to a place she had never been.
She felt her body soften and melt into the crisp sheets beneath them as his eyes roamed across her naked body. A pause, and then he was unleashed.
Kizzy sucked her breath in at the sight of him: hot, hard, and unashamedly impressive. Her heart lurched in her rib cage as he removed the condom from between her teeth and knelt between her thighs, lowering his head to kiss her most intimate part.
Slowly at first, he tested his warm, probing tongue over the moistness of her outer entrance, allowing its tip to slip inside her to taste the sweetness within. The wisps of his breath cooled against the moist heat of where their bodies barely joined and a tremor shot through her body as his thumb began to circle her clitoris, slowly, gently, and masterfully unrelenting.
The tension coiling at the root of her stomach and the pulsing within her vagina became too much to endure.
“No more, Andreas, no more,” she muttered, her hands running through his hair, coaxing him upward to her by stroking his neck and the powerful bunched muscles of his shoulders.
She pulled him closer, tighter, and felt the feather-light brush of his erection against her inner thigh.
“No more?” His eyes flashed with devilment. “I don’t think you mean that, do you?”
Even though she felt weak at the sight of his erection, wondering how it would be possible for her to take him inside, she craved the exquisite pain his entering her might cause.
“I want you,” Kizzy moaned. “I want all of you.”
“Then you shall have me, pethi mou.”
As he bent over to kiss her, his penis burned against her soft belly. He dealt with the foil packet that would allow them to move beyond the point of no return, and slickly stretched the protective sheath over his penis.
Kizzy mewed with need at the sight of him.
“Hush, soon, soon…”
A guttural breath left his body as he slipped one finger into the searing moisture of her vagina, slowly sliding in and then tantalizing her by withdrawing it again.
He was driving her insane with these caresses, she thought. He could do anything to her now and still she would beg him for more.
Could he not see how much she needed him?
“Are you sure about this, hara mou?” he asked throatily.
He lowered his head to draw with increasing urgency on her eager, kiss-swollen breast, and then suddenly withdrew again. The frustration was killing her. Andreas wasn’t immune to the tension between them. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, clawing her intensely feminine perfume deep into his lungs, and felt his arousal jerk with impatient agony.
“Because I don’t think I’ll be able to stop once I—once I am inside you. You understand that?”
Kizzy moaned her assent and reached between his legs to stroke his erection, lightly brushing the tip and encircling his tightness until he uttered a deep groan.
“I understand,” she whispered, “and I’m sure.”
She lifted her hips to brush provocatively against his swollen length, and slid her hands around his waist, dragging his hard body down between her thighs. She clawed desperately at his flesh as she felt the tip of his shaft nudge against her hot, moist entrance.
Kizzy guessed that he was resisting the urge to plunge fiercely into her, perhaps having sensed her inexperience. But she no longer cared about keeping control of the situation—her own need was too unbearable.
Andreas gave a muffled groan and shifted between her legs. Slowly, with infinite care, he began to ease himself in, inch by inch, backing out slightly before pushing himself in a little farther each time as he felt her tight inner muscles stretch and ease enough to receive him.
“Relax, anasa mou,” he muttered under his breath. His eyes were closed now, and he paused after each tense movement to kiss and tease open the moist heat of her lips. “Let me in.”
She arched her back in response, trying to relax.
Sensing her eagerness, Andreas eased her thighs even wider apart and pushed inside. He felt her inner muscles contract rhythmically around him, coaxing, squeezing, and pulling him farther and deeper inside the mysterious darkness of her body. His chest pressed against the full softness of her breasts, crushing her peaked nipples.
Kizzy’s breath was coming hot and furious against the smooth column of his neck, and the mingled heat of their bodies caused a sharp, intoxicating blade of lust to slice through her. She couldn’t wait much longer.
“I need you now,” she pleaded.
Gripping the hard muscles of his buttocks, she raised her thighs upward, reveling in the coarse rasp of the hair on his hard-muscled legs, and wrapped them tightly around his waist before tipping her pelvis and encouraging the full weight of his large frame to crush their bodies together.
She bit into the flesh of his shoulder to smother the slight gasp of shock that rocketed through her as she took his full, swollen length to the hilt. She felt an intense ache deep within as he began to thrust.
A low, threatening growl came from deep within his throat as his thrusts became more insistent, urgent, heated. She cried out with pleasure as his hands slipped beneath her bottom, dragging her against him, and he pushed himself faster and deeper inside her. Pinned to the bed and almost hallucinating with desire, she moaned as the air between them thickened and pulsed with every fevered movement. Every atom of her being craved and reached for climax. She clung to his undulating, sweat-slicked shoulders. Her lips met his frantically as he smothered her cries of ecstasy with hard, possessive kisses, pulling her to him urgently. She cried out incoherently, the tension in her body reaching intolerable heights
Silver sparks flashed over the darkness of her closed eyelids and she felt the powerful pulse of his body pounding his penis into her, his strength and fury leaving her in no doubt that he had mastered and possessed her, invading the soft, wanton abandon of her own flesh.
“That’s it,” he urged.
Her primitive groans inflamed his furious progress, and sensing the crescendo building, she eagerly rose and fell beneath and around him, willing him to lose control, to lose himself inside her body, but knowing she would be lost first.
“Take me in, let me fill you, let go—”
Her eyes flickered open briefly to find him watching her like a brooding volcano before she threw back her head, her fingers pulling at his raging body, and then heard a low, dark unmistakable female sound as her body shuddered and convulsed. Her eyes swam with stars behind closed lids and a voice cried out his name as she shattered beneath him in ecstasy.