"Yes!" I meant to shout it, but my voice came out as a whisper. It was all I had ever wanted since I met him. He was my perfect partner, my soul mate. "A million times yes!"
He chuckled and set me on the bed. With gentle fingers, Tony slid the strap of my shirt off my shoulder. I felt goosebumps cascade down my arm, the fires of desire starting to burn within me.
He chuckled and set me on the bed. I quickly kicked off my shoes and socks, tossing them across the room. Tony laughed and did the same. With gentle fingers, Tony slid the strap of my shirt off my shoulder. I felt goosebumps cascade down my arm, the fires of desire starting to burn within me. He nipped gently at my skin, kissing his way down the bare flesh of my arm.
With a surprising speed, he reached down and pulled the tank-top up and over my head. I shook my hair free, looking up at him. He stepped back, his pupils dilating as he took me in.
"You are so beautiful, Ladybug." His words were quiet, almost as if he had meant to think them but had spoken them instead. A rush of adrenaline went through me as he looked his fill. His entire expression was one of pure, raw desire.
I looked pointedly at his shirt, and he grinned. Taking the bottom hem in his fists, he twisted the red fabric up and over his head to reveal his torso. He was all hard planes and muscle. And it wasn't just his muscles that were hard. His jeans were nearly bursting with his excitement.
I licked my lips, wanting to taste his body. Everything about him was sexy and my body was calling out for his. Something deep inside of me was screaming to have him.
"Don't tease." Tony's voice was low and full of masculine need. It sent thrills through me.
"Who says I'm teasing?" I replied, slithering off the bed and onto my knees in front of him. My fingers traced the strong V-shape peeking out of the top of his jeans. His skin was smooth but the muscles taught and hard. I undid his belt buckle and slowly undid the the button and zipper. I took my time, letting the anticipation build.
He let out a low groan as I pulled his pants free. I caressed the bulge in his boxers, watching the muscles of his stomach tighten. He put his hands in my hair. I looked up as I slid the cotton boxers down. His eyes burned with desire as they watched my every move. I pushed his clothing down to his ankles and he kicked them to the side, his eyes never leaving mine.
"Now I've got to show you what else I learned in the future." I kissed the tip of his very impressive erection and grinned up at him. I slid one finger down the length of his shaft, making his low reply unintelligible.
I grabbed his h*ps and pushed him back onto the bed. He landed with an ungraceful bounce, but he propped himself up on his elbows. I relished the sight of him, waiting on the bed for me. Every muscle taut and ready. The fires deep in my core roared at the sight of him. I could look at his body all day. An impish grin settled on his face as he watched me bend down to take him.
I wrapped my fingers around the base of his silky length, sliding them up and down. With a delicate lick from base to tip, I tasted him. He groaned, throwing his head back and arching his h*ps to meet me. I did it again, this time stopping at the top to take him into my mouth. He shuddered and tangled his fingers in my hair, guiding me up and down. He hardened further in my mouth. I wanted him so badly, I could barely stand it.
With a gentle tug, he pulled my hair, pulling me up and looking into my eyes. He sat up, the muscles in his abs crunching.
"So, you think you're the only one with something to show?" he asked. That naughty smile was back on his face, making me all kinds of hot and bothered.
He stood, taking my hands in his and pulling me up with him. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. His brown eyes filled with hunger and want. With a gentle hand, he traced my bare spine, leaving a trail of fire that burned straight south. I wanted his fingers to touch me like that everywhere.
He leaned forward, kissing the sweet spot just between my jaw and throat. I gasped, arching my neck to give him better access. His hands caressed the swell of my br**sts, down to my h*ps and to the front of my jeans. He fumbled with them, kissing my neck. After letting him try to free me from my clothing with no success, I reached down and undid them myself.
"I got it," I whispered, slithering out of my pants with a smile.
"What? They're hard," he whispered, sliding his muscled thigh between mine. His erection pushed at my panties, seeking entrance.
"I know something else that's hard," I whispered back. The vibrations of his throaty chuckle tickled my skin as he continued to kiss my neck.
"Your turn," he said, picking me up and setting me on the edge of the bed. My knees hung over the side and he wedged his broad shoulders between my thighs. His breath was warm against my secret places.
He started to tease me, using his fingers and then his lips, his tongue, and even his teeth. Every touch sent a surge of heat coursing through my body. I contorted and arched my h*ps to give him access, wordlessly begging for more. He murmured his approval, humming into me. I could feel my bones melting as he caressed me, drawing me to more pleasure than I could stand.
My toes started to curl and my mind turned into a wheel of spinning colors. I heard my voice cry out his name, but I was too enraptured to realize I had even opened my mouth. I writhed mindlessly into him, seeking out his touch.
I lay awash in pleasure, barely hearing him stand and the jingle of his jeans. I made out the crinkle of a wrapper and recognized the square shape of a condom. He began to unwrap it, but I managed to gasp "Stop!"
He paused. "What is it?"
I smiled at him wryly. "You won't need that."
He looked confused. "I thought you didn't want to get pregnant."
"I'm leaving my entire life behind to start a family with you. I've been waiting for you since the day you died. Please." I had never been closer to a man than in this moment. I needed him inside me.
He got on top of me and pressed against me. At first, it was just the tip, as if asking for permission to enter. "Are you sure?" he asked. Always the gentleman, giving me one last chance to change my mind.
"Please..." I panted. Every nerve was afire with need. I wanted him more than I needed to breathe. I needed him more than oxygen.
He filled me, pushing ever deeper inside of me. I cried out his name again, digging my nails into his back as he took me. We were complete like this.
His hands were everywhere on my skin, touching and caressing. I ran my hands through his hair, arching my h*ps to meet his. He brought his head to mine, and his mouth covered mine with a ferocity and sweetness that made me weak in the knees.