Finally. He was going to be mine if only for a night.
I tore my lips from his and looked up at him as he opened his eyes. They were dark and filled with desire. For me. Yes!
"You should know that I'm almost at a point where stopping is going to be damned painful," he said in a deep brusque, lust-filled voice that sent a lovely feeling of anticipation through me.
"If you want me to stop, now's the time to speak or it's going to be too late," he warned.
Was he serious? Did I look like I might want him to stop? "If you try to stop now, I'll have to force myself on you," I said.
He laughed and hugged me close. "Thank God we're on the same page."
Feeling his cock against my body, I reached down to cup my hand over it. Lord I couldn't wait to have him inside me. "Are you prepared?" I asked. "Do you have a condom?"
He rocked his hips forward, pressing his cock against my hand while kissing my neck. "One isn't going to be enough. Thankfully, I have several of them," he said.
Oh, lord. The implication of that statement sent shockwaves of anticipation through me. You're about to win the lottery, girl. Let the fucking begin and continue all night long.
"Which way to your bedroom?"
I led the way, aware that he was close behind me.
What I wasn't aware of is the fact that he was disrobing as he followed me. When I turned in my bedroom to face him, he was pulling his undershirt over his head, having already removed his jacket, shirt, and tie.
He quickly kicked off his shoes, removed his socks and trousers and stood in front of me in his boxer briefs with the outline of his cock clearly visible along his thigh.
Oh…damn. Soon I'd feel his big, beautiful body pinning mine to the bed as he pushed his cock inside me. I trembled at the thought.
He caressed my cheek. "Your turn to undress," he said softly.
I tensed. He possessed the build of an athlete who had never allowed his body to go to pot. He was toned and sexy as hell with his long legs, tight ass, wide shoulders, to die for abs, impressive chest, and what appeared to be a nice size cock.
On the other hand, I'd always been thick and had a body far different from the model thin women he usually bedded. I was hesitant to disrobe in front of him until I remembered the admiration in his voice on discovering my breasts were my own.
"Shy?"
I nodded, even though I wasn't shy when I was sure of my lover.
"Then let me help you." He stepped close and leaned down to whisper against my ear. "Just so you know, you don't have to compete with anyone else. I always love the one I'm with and I'm with you now. When I'm with you, I'm with you. You don't need to worry that I'll compare you unfavorably to any other woman, sweet."
"Don't I, Darkwater?"
"Why the hell do you keep calling me Darkwater like that?"
I frowned. "Like what?"
"In that cool, impersonal tone. My name is Thomas."
"I know but everyone calls you Darkwater."
"I'd prefer you to call me Thomas."
"Why?"
"It doesn't matter why. I prefer you to call me Thomas, Sherlyn."
"Fine. I've seen the women you date and bed, Thomas. We're not even in the same ballpark and—"
He pressed a finger against my lips to silence me. "Regardless of what you've seen or think you know about my preferences, know this: if I wanted anything other than what you have to offer, I wouldn't be here with you. I'd be with some other woman. Let the fact that I'm here with you and so eager to fuck you that my balls are full to the point of busting speak for itself.
"I have zero interest in being with any woman other than you tonight. You have my complete and undivided attention."
I don't know if I believed him but I loved that he took the time to try to reassure me before he started to undress me.
Staring down into my eyes, he unbuttoned my blouse with the ease of a man who had done it countless times before. Bending his head, he kissed my shoulders as he removed my blouse.
I highly valued a man who gave foreplay the proper attention it
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