Morgan, Nicole - Intimate Confessions [Intimate Temptations 2] (Siren Publishing Allure) (25 page)

Derek leaned her back on the bed, his large body covering hers. His lips pressed onto hers, pushing hers open and sliding his tongue inside. Something felt so different in his movements. His hands were roaming her body as though he didn’t already know every inch of her. His urgency was contagious. She found herself squeezing her fingers into his back, feeling muscles she wasn’t sure she even knew were there.

“Derek, please.”

His mouth buried itself against the small dip between her shoulder and her neck. He covered her with sensuous, hot kisses. She could feel tiny pinpoints of heat shooting through her body.

“Please, I’m so achy for you,” she pleaded with him.

His long fingers slid past her wet slit and inside her pussy.

“Oh, baby. Jesus, you’re so wet!”

“I want you!”

Arching into his teasing hand, she gently nibbled on his ear, hoping to drive him as crazy as she was. She wanted him inside her, filling her with his hardness.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, completely unprepared for the feel of his strong finger sliding into her ass.

Derek said nothing to her, just slowly teased her with it, sliding it in and out before coating his fingers with more of her juices and replacing his one finger with two.

“Oh my…Derek!”

It felt so good, but she couldn’t seem to form a single sentence that made any sense. Her need to be filled by him was much deeper.

“I want you here, baby. Please let me have you here.”

As he said it, he ground himself against her, his pubic hairs tickling her clitoris while continuing to slide his fingers inside her tight asshole.

“Yes, anything, anywhere…I’m yours.”

He groaned. She had to smile. He actually groaned and sounded like a lion ready to attack his prey. Something about it just turned her on more.

He rose from the bed and went over to the same bag he’d rummaged in earlier, returning a moment later with a tube of lubricant. It was red with the word
HEAT
written in bold letters along the side. She rolled over and placed her hands down on the bed, arching her back so her bottom was facing him. Chills raced up her spine when his tongue met with one of her cheeks.

“You have a beautiful ass, baby, but I want you on your back.”

She was confused by his request, but willing to do anything for him. Rolling on her back, she looked up at him and reached out, the glint of her ring shining at her. She had been so overjoyed by his proposal, she never really looked at it. Now she could see the diamond’s shape and clarity as it sparkled at her. The pear-shaped stone looked like half of a heart. She had to smile at the first thought that came to her mind. She was only half of a heart without Derek. He was what made her whole.

The squirting sound of the lubricant broke her from her thoughts. Derek’s fingers coated her tiny entrance, working it in and all around the puckering skin which surrounded it. The packaging didn’t lie. Her skin already felt warm from the gelatinous material. She watched anxiously as he rubbed a generous amount all over his cock. It amazed her how, every time she saw him in that state, she could see more veins and texture that seemed unknown to her before.

“Are you sure, baby?”

Nodding she reached for him. “Yes.”

He lifted her legs, pushing them back against her shoulders before lifting her bottom. She could feel the head of his cock right at the opening. Her insides were throbbing in part excitement and part anxiety. She didn’t have to wait long as he pushed the tip inside her. Instantly, her muscles stretched and began to burn from the trauma. His fingers were no match in comparison to his size, yet she wanted more.

“Are you okay?” he asked her, while caressing one of her legs.

“Yes.” She bit her lower lip. “More.”

With one thrust, he buried himself deep inside her. She screamed in pain as her muscles gave way to his intrusion. His size felt at least ten times larger than ever before. Her muscles were throbbing unbearably as a burn raced through her entire body.

“Fuck! You’re killing me,” Derek muttered.

She hadn’t realized her eyes had closed. She opened them to see Derek shaking. Sweat was beading on his forehead.

“What’s wrong?” She wondered if the tightness had hurt him, too.

“Your muscles…they’re contracting around me. It’s so fucking incredible.” He leaned over and kissed her. “Are you okay?”

It was then she realized that her throbs of pain had turned into an ache of almost emptiness. He was deep inside the tiniest part of her, yet she had an unyielding need to begin moving with him. His fullness was more intense than she’d expected. They were connected to one another on a different level.

“Yes. Oh, Derek. I love you. Please, don’t stop.” She returned his kiss and moved her hips.

* * * *

Derek bit down on her lower lip and grunted his frustration. He was torn between agony and pleasure. She was so tight. This was different than any experience he’d ever had. He didn’t know if it was the ring on her finger or if it was the feeling of finally sliding that ring on her finger, but his body was beyond any control.

Thrusting in her, he tried to restrain himself. It would have been so easy to come. The feeling was just clawing at him. Never had he felt such strength from an orgasm waiting to break free.

He refocused his attention and began strumming his thumb against her clit. She was whimpering and bucking against him. Her beautiful head was shaking from side to side, flipping her hair around. He couldn’t remember a time he’d seen her so lost in it.

“You are so damn beautiful! Come for me, baby.”

He worked his fingers even harder, wanting to see her fall over the edge. Still thrusting inside her, he knew he was barely hanging on himself, but he refused to fall before she did.

Then the most beautiful sound echoed in the room. She screamed her ecstasy. Her whole body shook, and he felt her sweet release spill out and drip down to his dick which was thrusting wildly in her. As if that sight and sensation of her wet heat wasn’t enough to send him over the edge, he felt her orgasm reverberate through her insides. It was massaging and convulsing around him. Two seconds, and he was unable to control himself. He let out a scream he didn’t know he was possible of making. While her legs trembled, his body shook, his cum spurting out inside of her in a seemingly never-ending stream of pleasure.

Derek fell on top of her. The last time he’d felt that exhausted was after running a ten-mile marathon, yet somehow now, he was even more spent. They laid there for several minutes, their breaths heaving as sweat covered them both.

He had no idea how much time had passed when he opened his eyes from the sound of her voice calling to him.

“Yeah, baby? You okay?” He could barely get the words out. Every part of him was drained.

“We should do that more often.”

He lifted his head and saw a cute little grin on her face. Laughing, he dropped his forehead to hers.

“Uh-oh, have I created a monster?”

She giggled. “I think so.”

Epilogue:

Warren’s Story Begins…

Warren stumbled into his bedroom. Having shared in one too many congratulatory shots of whisky in honor of his friends Derek and Sandi’s news of upcoming nuptials, he was a bit more drunk than usual. Thankfully, Ann and Quinn had driven his sorry ass home. He had to admit the good old Travis boys had lucked out in the woman department. Ann was a goddess, and Sandi was an angel. No matter how happy he was for his old buddies, he was glad it was them and not him. The last thing he needed was to be stuck with one woman his whole life. He was very satisfied with bachelorhood.

“Hi, handsome.”

He flipped the light switch on and was met with the image of a nearly naked, but gorgeous redhead lying in his bed. The only thing covering her was a tiny pair of green panties. He’d always prided himself on his practicality in any situation, but some questions just need to be asked.

“Hey there, sweetheart. Pardon me for asking, but do I know you?”

The brazen bombshell seemed hurt by his question. “Well, not really, but I thought I left a bigger impression than that.”

He scanned his memory for any indication of her. Surely, he hadn’t slept with her. Something like that he would remember. That ruled out any chance that he’d taken her out on a date since all of his dates end in sex.

“Sorry, sugar. I’ve had a few too many shots of whiskey tonight. Help me out?”

“Actually, I think I’ll just be leaving.” She got up from the bed and reached for her clothes.

As she bent over, he got an incredible view of her ass. Instantly, his dick became hard, and the idea of her leaving was not something he was going to let happen.

“Hey now, don’t be like that. Of course, I remember you. I was only teasing, babe.”

She flung her long red locks around and put her hands on her hips. “Oh, really?”

He gave her his best smile. The one that made all the women in his life fall to their knees. “Really. Now why don’t you come here and let me make it up to you?”

She came toward him slowly, her beautiful, round tits all but begging to be sucked on. He had no idea who the hell she was, but he couldn’t wait to get her back in his bed.

She was only a couple steps away from him when he grabbed her and pulled her into him. Her ass was so round and soft, he wondered if she bathed in creams and lotions.

He wasted no time as he brought his mouth down to hers and swept his tongue inside hers. There was a brief moment of hesitation on her part, like she hadn’t been expecting him to be so aggressive. It only took a couple seconds to coax her to give into him. He was used to women who needed a little help relaxing. She was a gorgeous woman, definitely worth his patience.

“Oh, Warren. I’ve wanted you for so long.”

She had? Who the hell was she? Nothing about her seemed familiar. He very rarely forgot a pretty face and never forgot a hot body. His curiosity was getting the better of him, and he was dying to ask her who she was, but he didn’t want to risk her trying to leave again.

“Me, too, sugar.” It wasn’t a total lie. He’d wanted her for the past five minutes. For dogs, that was a very long time. Lord knew, he had been compared to a dog a time or two.

She pulled away from his kiss. “You have?”

He couldn’t exactly burst her bubble. She looked so happy to hear him say it. “Yeah, sweetheart. Really.”

“Oh, Warren, make love to me.”

Their mouths locked together again. This time, she was not timid. Her mood had changed, and she seemed eager to play. He could hardly wait as he undid his jeans while she was ripping open the front of his shirt. He knew she’d broken some buttons and heard them hit the floor, but he didn’t care. He wanted to bury himself inside this sexy, mystery woman. Figuring out who she was could come later.

His shirt was on the floor, and his jeans soon met with the same fate as he kicked them off. He slid his hand in her panties. A small patch of hair was coated in her wetness. Dipping a finger inside her to test her readiness, he was struck at how wet she was. Whoever she was, she wanted it as bad as he did.

“Mmm…I have to be inside you, sweetheart.”

“Yes.” She was breathless. “Please, I’ve waited so long.”

He knew he should be confused about who she was. She clearly knew who he was, yet he had no memory of her. Hell, he didn’t care though. He wanted to fuck her senseless. Getting acquainted could come later.

Hurriedly, he pulled her panties down to her ankles and lifted her to the bed. He covered her with his large body and reached over to his bedside table. Grabbing a condom from the box, he tore it open with his teeth and threw the package on the floor. Mere seconds went by as he rolled the condom on his dick. Her glistening, pink lips looked so delicious. He wanted to bend his head down and slide his tongue in her slit, but his need to pound inside her overpowered his thirst. He spread her legs apart and positioned the tip at her entrance. A second later, he drove into her.

A loud scream tore from her. Being a man that made women scream on a regular basis, he knew what pleasure sounded like, and that scream was not one of them.

Scared he’d hurt her, he stopped and looked at her. “Are you okay?”

Her eyes were squeezed tight. Biting on her lower lip, she mumbled, “Uh-huh.”

She was lying. Something was wrong. “Open your eyes.”

Her eyes opened, and he saw tears fall. “Oh fuck!”

For the first time in his life he was losing his hard-on. He pulled out of her and got off of her. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he put his head in his hands.

“What did I do wrong?”

Her shaky voice perplexed him.

He turned around to answer her. “What? Sweetheart, you did nothing wrong.” Reaching over he wiped a tear from her cheek. “You’re crying. I hurt you.”

She nuzzled her cheek into his hand. “I’m sorry. I didn’t expect it to hurt so much. It’s okay now. Can we try again?”

What the hell? He knew he wasn’t small in size, but never had he hurt a woman. She was wet and ready. It didn’t make sense that—oh shit!