Devin-2 (14 page)

“I love to touch you. Your skin is warm and soft. I love the feel of your muscles bunching up when I touch you. Relax, honey, I’m not going to hurt you.”

“I thought your hands would be smooth, but their callused and hard. You have the most incredibly long fingers I’ve ever seen on a man.” He noticed that her voice was husky and soft, but her eyes gave away her emotions. They were dark with desire.

“I help build homes for the poor with Jamie in the spring and summer. I love being outdoors.” He moved up her body until he was just between her knees.

Leaning forward, he stretched out his arms and moved his shirt up her body to expose her panties. They were bright pink. He smiled.

“Are these the pair you had on the day I asked you what you had on? I nearly came in my trousers when you told me what you were wearing. I thought I was going to have to go to the bathroom and make myself come to the image of you in a pair of pink underwear.”

“Devin...please?” He moved his hands further up her body until he found her navel. It was pierced. Devin moaned when he saw the tiny ring and leaned forward, licked the indented area, and laved the ring with his tongue.

His cock was aching to be released and as much as he wanted to free himself, he somehow knew that she was not ready for him. This had to be about her and he was damned well going to give her as much pleasure as she could take—even if he nearly killed himself doing it.

Kissing his way up her ribs, he nipped and touched every part of her he exposed. He could taste her heat, sweet and spicy. The fine sheen of sweat covering her even tasted delicious on his tongue. When the shirt bunched under her breasts, he moved up her body again. This time, he pressed his weight on top of her. Slowly, gently, he lifted the shirt until her bra was the only thing in his way of the most luscious bounty he had ever seen.

“Help me get this shirt off, baby. I want to see you.” He could never remember his voice sounding so dark and rich. Nor his need to please so great.

His cock hardened even more when she lifted her head and he pulled the shirt up and over her. She lifted her hands and started to cover her; he stilled her with his larger ones.

“No. Don’t. I want to look at you. Unsnap it for me. I want to watch as they spill from their confines and fill my hands.”

With trembling hands, she moved to the small clasp and with a snap, the tiny scrap of lace covered but did not hold. Moving his thumbs up beneath them, he rubbed her hard nipples and moaned. They were larger than he remembered; her nipples were an inch long, hard and erect and as thick as this thumb.

Flipping his fingers up, he freed them with a small bounce.

“Christ, you’re beautiful.” Leaning down, he took the first one into his mouth and suckled just on the tip. Her legs moved up his body and wrapped around his hips. He surged into her heat before he could think to stop. Her answering groan had him press again. When she wrapped her hand into his hair and arched into his mouth, he opened over her breast and laved as much as he could with his tongue. Over and over he suckled and licked her; her body was riding his and it was all he could do not to throw back his head and howl with pleasure.

“Devin, please, I want to feel your skin next to mine. I want to touch you, touch you like you are me.”

For as much has he did not want to leave her breasts, he wanted to give her what she wanted. And if she wanted him naked, then who was he to refuse her?

He stood up and nearly fell back on her when he looked at the lust in her eyes.

“Show me. Take off your pants. Show me your cock. Now, Devin. Take them off now.” He had no idea where she had gotten this streak of boldness, but he didn’t care.

His hands went to his waistband before she finished his name. His shirt was next. It joined the growing pile of clothing that was now spread over the room.

When he turned back to her after pulling it off, his own groan rippled from his throat. Before him lay a goddess and she was all his.

Devin’s cock was hard. As thick as her wrist and long, he knew that he was very well endowed and fleetingly wondered if he would fit into her, then didn’t care. He just would. Need, lust, desire for her all fought for control of him. When he started walking toward her, he fisted his cock and began sliding up and down his shaft. A drop of pre-cum at the tip was now a stream of the pearly white substance. Hunger for her coiled in his belly and made him dizzy with desire.

“Veronica, I really want to feel your luscious mouth on my cock. Please, baby, even if you just slide your hot tongue over me, I’ll probably come.” Reaching out when he was close enough for her to touch, she wrapped her hand around him and he jerked forward with a hiss. Her hand was hot and it seared into his flesh like a touch from the sun.

When she took a tentative lick at the bulbous dark head, he closed his eyes at the wondrous feel of her. Deep, dark and hot thoughts rumbled in his mind, things he wanted to do to her, with her, and her to him. But not now, not when she needed him. When he pulled back from her, she whimpered, and then started to sit up.

“I have no experience with...men. I...I was overwhelmed with need. No, that’s not true, I was overwhelmed period. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Hurt me? Christ, it’s everything I can do not to pounce on you right now.

You didn’t hurt me, quite the contrary. But had you have taken me into your mouth again, I would have come—hard and fast deep into your throat.”

“Okay.” It was the smile, he decided. It said to him, bring it on and do your worst.

“Veronica, take off your panties.” His voice was demanding, but she didn’t seem to mind. He moved closer to the bed, dropped before her and nudged her legs further apart as he helped her move to the middle of the mattress. Her eyes were dark and hooded and when he touched his mouth to hers in a kiss, he felt the room spin.

“Please. Devin, please, I feel...needy. I don’t know what to do, but I burn for you. Help me, please?”

“Open your legs honey. I’ll help you. I’m going to help us both. Christ, you’re so wet. I’m going to taste you, lick you until you come.” He sounded as urgent as she looked.

When his finger brushed over her mounds, she cried out and arched up. She begged him to hurry because rather than help her, he was making it worse, for both of them. He slid his finger in then out of her, over and over until she began to sob for him to please help. He thought about his cock sliding into her wet heat and nearly sobbed himself. Leaning down, he closed his mouth over her clit and he nipped at her until she screamed out her release, crying out his name. He grabbed his cock and fisted it once, then again and came with her, spilling his seed all over his hand and the floor as he continued to lick and fuck her with his mouth and tongue.

~CHAPTER 14~

Ronnie woke to a semi-dark room, the light from a bathroom spilling across the floor in a long strip. For several seconds, she didn’t know where she was and the arm around her waist frightened her more than she would have believed.

When she realized it was Devin and she was in his bed, she relaxed back against the pillow.

She was in bed with Devin Grant! Just a few weeks ago, she would never have thought of being here, much less naked. Moving her leg slightly, she realized that he had on a pair of underwear, and she also realized that his cock was hard. An overwhelming need to giggle had her pulling the corner of the pillow over her mouth. She rolled over and tried to get out of bed, just realizing that she needed to go to the bathroom.

“Lie still. Damn it, woman, you always this squirmy when you wake up? We will have to do something about that if you are.” He rolled over and tried to tuck her back under his arm.

“I have to pee. Let me up or I’ll have an accident right here. And why should you care how I wake up?” She nearly burst out laughing when he jumped up, but sobered quickly when she looked at him.

She had already known that Devin was handsome. His face looked to be carved from solid rock, but looking at his nearly nude body again, she was sure that no other man or stone could come close to the perfection that she had before her.

His face had stubble over his jaw and gave him a very bad-boy look. His shoulders looked as wide on one side as her whole body was and he had two of them. His chest, covered in a fine, dark fur across his nipples and narrowed as it went down to his waist, looked powerful and delicious. The narrow strip of hair disappeared into the top of his dark blue jockey’s. The tribal around his arm was wide and looked to be about two inches in width. The lines of dark ink curving and twined into a very intricate design that seemed to play into his bad-boy image, but not the conservative lawyer one. His thighs were muscled and thick, his calves and shins also covered in the dark hair, and looked like he ran daily.

When he groaned, she looked back up at his face.

“You keep looking at me like that, Veronica, and I’m going to have to take another cold shower. I can see the need in your eyes.”

“Why did you take a cold shower?” She couldn’t seem to get enough of looking at him. Her mouth felt dry, but her body did not.

“Because, love, I don’t want to hurt you and I was going to sleep with you even if I had to take one every ten minutes. When I make love to you completely, it’s going to be slow and easy.”

She looked at his cock straining against the soft fabric and wondered what it would feel like to have him slide into her. Wondered what it would feel like to have him come inside of her. Ronnie blushed when she felt her wetness seep from her pussy.

“What if I don’t want slow? What if...I want to feel you inside of me, Devin? I need to feel you touching me like you did before. I want you to make love to me, now.”

She lay back on the bed and opened her legs. She felt wanton and shy, but the burning lust she saw in his eyes made her feel stronger. Running her hand down her breasts, she cupped them the way that he had and pinched her nipples.

The same tingle she had gotten last night simmered in her belly.

“More. Squeeze them more for me. Make your nipples hard and achy for me.” His voice poured over her and made her pussy feel heated; her blood felt hot as it raced along her veins.

She looked up at him as she twisted her nipple with her thumb and finger and moaned. Her legs widened more, as if they knew that something or someone was going to fill them. When Devin leaned against the post of the bed, she took her free hand and moved it over her navel and played with the small hoop there.

His groan again made her want to please him more and she lowered her hand to her mound and slid one finger into her slit.

“Devin, I want you. I want to feel you fill me, bury your cock inside of me, please?”

“Show me your pussy, Veronica. Open for me so that I can see how wet you are. Show me that sweet pussy that tasted so delicious last night.” He moved forward and took off his briefs. His cock was standing hard and straight from his groin and it was everything she could do not to leap up and pull him into her.

When he sat on the edge of the bed with her, she whimpered. Taking her other hand, she opened for him and watched as he leaned in and swiped his tongue along the exposed flesh.

“Please, please, don’t tease me. I need you.” Her voice surprised her; it was dark and husky, demanding and hard. When he grinned at her, she wanted to bash him over the head.

Then he was moving over her. He settled between her thighs and his cock rubbed over her clit as he pressed against her. Cupping her breast, he pulled the hard nipple into his mouth and suckled. The pressure was building again. The need that he had brought her to was building quicker with him this close, him touching her.

“Baby, I don’t want to hurt you, but you know it will, don’t you? This first time it will hurt you when I break through your virginity. Do you want me to make it slow or fast for you? Fast will hurt more, but will be over quicker. I understand, but slow will kill me. But it’s up to you.”

“You’ve never taken a virgin before? I’m your first? I don’t want you to die.

What if I like this and you won’t be around to do it again, then what? I’d have to find someone else to do this with.” She didn’t know why that made her feel special, but it did.

His growl made her giggle, but he did answer her. “No, you’re my first. And after this, you will not be finding someone else to fill you. I’ll beat your bottom if you even try.”

He brought his mouth over hers. The kiss was savage almost, possessive and commanding. His tongue dueled with hers and touched deep into her mouth.

She felt his cock then, nudging slightly at her entrance. He let go of her mouth, took her nipple in deep and suckled hard. Every nerve ending in her body exploded when he nipped her hard.

“Now! Take me now, Devin.” And he did.

Pain caused her to cry out; it was immediate and hot. She wanted him to stop, to pull out, but could not form the words over the way her body was screaming at her. She could feel tears streaming down her face and buried her face in his shoulder. That was when she realized he was talking to her.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry I hurt you. Just let me go, relax, sweetheart, and I’ll pull out. Christ, he said it would only hurt for a second and then you’d be all right. Relax, baby. You have me so tight I don’t dare move.”

“Who said it would only hurt for a second?” She tried relaxing. She started at her toes and began to work her up her body, telling each muscle to relax and then move on. It worked when she was overly tired.

“Damon. I called him and...baby, don’t do that. When you move like...yes, like that. I...that feels so good. Stop it!” His voice was strained and she found she liked that.

“You called Damon to ask him how to have sex with a virgin? And just how many virgins has he deflowered? And I like moving like this. It feels good.” She surged up harder this time and felt him bite gently into her shoulder. For some odd reason, that felt as good as him moving into her now.

“I don’t know, it seemed like a...do you think we can not talk about Damon right now? Do you still hurt? I can stop now. Well, maybe if you would stop moving like that. Veronica, you’re killing me, baby. I don’t want to...baby!” She wrapped her legs around his hips and her arms around his shoulders.