Overcoming Fear (Growing Pains #2) (41 page)

“Careful, love,” he said, feeling the tingle
at the head of his cock. He didn’t have long before he blew. It was
torture, but exquisitely so.

Krista slid her hand up his slick chest to
his neck, and bent him to her lips. With her other hand she cupped
a butt cheek, pushing his groin against hers. His cock was firmly
lodged between her legs, his mouth greedy and insistent, his hands
clutching her hips, but not helping the movement in any way.
Letting her work. Feeling the pull in his stomach as his cock slid
in and out of the little space between her upper thighs. He trusted
her not to go any further. He trusted her not to angle up, causing
him to dip in, so he let his mind go, concentrating on the
feeling.

His plunging tongue got faster, more
frantic. Krista sped up her stroking, letting him rock into her
body, almost ready to angle up himself. Her velvety lips hugged his
shaft. She broke the kiss, seized his butt with both hands, and
yanked him closer, squeezing her legs around him. Before he could
tell her to be careful again, she was running her teeth along his
neck.

Sean’s breath hitched. He squeezed her
harder, needing to thrust into her. Needing it so bad his cock was
throbbing. He was close. Nearly there. He needed to finish.

He pushed her back against the tile and
reached down between them, incapable of thinking, incapable of
remembering rules or why it was a bad idea. He left her wet slit,
then plunged two fingers in, intending to follow with his girth.
Krista, not realizing the final act was coming, threw her head back
against the tiles and grabbed his shaft with a firm grip, stroking
quickly, nearly there herself and needing to come.

The tight stroking was too much—Sean
couldn’t hold on. With a shudder and a moan, he spent himself along
her hip, not stopping his fingers even as he splashed her with his
semen. A second later Krista’s eyes fluttered and she was reached
for him again, wanting to be kissed. Wanting to come down with
him.

That had always been the blessed thing with
Krista. She wanted to share climax with him. She wanted to fall
back to earth with him as her soft landing place. It was a change
from other women. They came, took their moment, and then they
praised him as they sidled up. They weren’t connected to him in any
way—it had always been just sex, whether they knew it or they
didn’t. And that had always been fine with him. But then, he hadn’t
had anything to compare it to.

Krista was ruining him for anyone else. The
buck stopped with her.

Why didn’t that scare him anymore?

“That was nice,” Krista said with a
grin.

She washed herself off in the shower. Sean
didn’t bother telling her he nearly took her right then. It would
give her ideas.

“What’s funny?” Krista asked, eyeing him
speculatively.

Sean laughed again, changing gears. “It
seems you like the vampire arts.”

Krista shrugged, embarrassed, “Not usually.
For some reason it just seems to fit with you.”

Sean stepped closer again and turned off the
shower. “Please don’t think I mind.”

“Go for two?” Krista asked in a sultry
voice.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Sean got Krista so revved up it was
maddening. She needed to get laid. Really badly.

She knew he was on board now, which also
worried her. What if she lost her mind and ruined everything? Oh
God—what if he had all the expectation and she couldn’t
deliver?

“
What’s up?” Sean
asked.

“I’m as nervous as a virgin.”

He stopped grabbing for the
towels and said, “Wait. You mean, you
aren’t?”
His voice was
incredulous.

Krista laughed at him and got out of the
shower. She toweled herself off and wrapped her hair up, and then
went into the other room. She didn’t have anything worthy of a
first night, so she figured wet hair and naked body would do the
trick. He was a man after all, everything else was just icing.

She pulled back the covers a little so they
could get under if they wanted to, and stretched out on the bed in
a delicate, though sexy, pose. She was going for comfortably at
ease while displaying the boobs and hiding the rest of the
goods.

When Sean came out, completely comfortable
in the buff, he stopped dead. His eyes raked the exposed portion of
her body, then scanned what was hidden by sheets. His eyes slowly
met hers.

He threw the towel back into the bathroom
and made a bee-line. “I’m not sure how much of a gentleman I can be
when you lay like that...”

When he got on the bed, she pulled him to
her earnestly. He complied, excited.

“Slow and steady, or fast and furious?”
Krista asked as she shimmied down his body.

“Your call. I’m just along for the
ride.”

“You are going to
be
the ride,” Krista
said with a nervous laugh.

She kissed up the inside of his legs slowly,
feather touching him, watching his penis bob higher and higher. She
got to the inside of his thigh and sucked his skin in her mouth,
making him feel it, making it hurt so good. She went up the other
side, further, sucking in with a little nip at the end. It was
slightly embarrassing to bite, but the man went crazy with it. Each
time she did it, out of the blue, he groaned and thrust upward,
wanting purchase. He liked a little sass, and she liked giving it.
If only she’d brought handcuffs.

She sucked in his sack, liking that his
hands clutched giant wads of sheets. It wasn’t her favorite move,
but it had been about her so often before now, that this time she
wanted to make him crazy if she could, and then finish it off with
her body. She hoped she lived up to any comparison.

Clearing her mind, and trying to rid herself
of nervousness with a god like Sean, she slid her hands up to his
hips at the same time as moving her lips and tongue up the backside
of his cock. She was slow with it, torturous, watching his body and
his hands for clues. Judging by the veins in his neck and arms, and
his legs being fully tense, he was getting something out of it. He
was probably trying to keep from grabbing her head and thrusting
down her throat.

To that end, she did it for him. In a quick
plunge, she swallowed as much of his cock as she could, trying to
control her gag reflex as she did. She dug her nails into his hips
and sucked for all she was worth as she came up.

“Krista
no
—I’m going…TO…”

SURPRISE!
That was unexpected..

She gagged. She couldn’t help it. The taste
was freaking tough to take. Especially when a gal wasn’t expecting
it.

Wiping her face on the
sheets, she sat up with her hand in front of her face.
“
El ba
ño
.
”

“Sorry,” Sean said as he let her go. He was
too relaxed to move. “Your fault, though.”

Krista came back to a smiling Sean, laughing
at his own joke. He had his eyes closed and his arms under his
head, his elbows out like wings.

“My
fault?” she said, throwing the towel at him.

He grabbed the towel and lowered it to do
his own cleanup. He was still smiling with his eyes closed as he
said, “Here I am trying to give you a night of pleasure, and I
can’t make it past the foreplay.”

“There is always tomorrow,” she said,
maintaining a chipper voice. She was starting to think they’d never
have sex.

He must have read her mind, because his brow
furrowed even as his smile grew. “Oh no, you will be as helpless as
me in the next ten minutes.”

“Oh? You think you are that good?” She was
nervous again. It was like a rollercoaster all day. She couldn’t
figure out if she loved it or was just plain scared the whole time.
Raise the arms or squeeze the eyes shut and hold on?

“You wanted to be on top, you said?” Sean
asked, climbing over her.

She gulped, worry etching her features.

“Yes,” she said in a small voice, watching
him crawl up between her legs.

“And you like biting?”

A spark of fear blossomed in Krista’s
stomach.

Sean saw it immediately, “To bite, I
mean.”

Krista watched him warily,
hating herself. “Whatever.
Which
ever, I meant.”

~*~*~*~

Sean had just killed the mood. He nearly
kicked himself. Instead, he hopped over her leg and laid next to
her, putting his body up against hers. He needed to build her up.
Coddle her. Then, when she opened up again, he’d let her take
over.

Speaking of virgins—he couldn’t be on
autopilot with her. He couldn’t fall back on the tricks he’d used
for years; she didn’t respond. He had to feel her out, like she was
the first. He had to learn all over again. It gave him his own
misgivings about his prowess, but man-code forbade being insecure
in the act of sex; you were the master, or you weren’t a man. He
was happy for that now—he helped ease the “girlie” butterflies he
was experiencing.

He gently pulled her chin to him and kissed
her heart-shaped lips. He put his hand on the back of her neck,
keeping her close. He was spent, twice, but he would keep going
until she came. It was not an option to stop now. Plus, he wanted
to follow this to the end. He’d wanted her since the beginning, and
he would be damned if he’d wait one more day because he’d used all
the sperm in his body. He had to have some more hanging around
somewhere…

~*~*~*~

Krista let Sean kiss her, getting more
comfortable, chasing away those damn ghosts that were so close to
the surface. It was like Jim was perching on her shoulder, waiting
for the right moment to waltz back in and ruin everything. She
couldn’t let that happen.

She forced herself to breathe, and then to
relax, once there, she focused on the present. She always had to
remind herself to focus on the present. And in the present was a
hot, intelligent, caring man that was running his hands along her
body.

Also in the present was a throbbing core
begging to be penetrated.

It was a quick trip back!

Krista slid her leg up
Sean’s, needing him inside her. Needing to be as close to him as
possible. They had the emotional connection, now they needed the
physical.
She
needed the physical.

Shutting out Jim’s mental presence, Krista
lost herself in Sean. In his smell, in his body, in his kissing,
now getting more needy, and matching her shift. She pushed at his
shoulder, liking that he rolled to his back instantly. Liking the
lurch of his dick as blood rushed into it. They definitely needed
some handcuffs! It didn’t seem like Sean had ever let someone take
charge, and the desire to was an aphrodisiac.

Krista crawled on top of him, sliding his
daunting girth along her wetness, focusing on the sensations
worming their way deep into her core. She moved him to the front,
now pointing toward his face instead of his feet, and gyrated her
hips into his, letting his cock get caught in between. Now he was
hitting her in the right spot, moving and displacing that little
bump of pleasure. Her body was heating up, her core swelling again,
her breasts jealous of the attention.

“Touch me, Sean,” Krista murmured, leaning
in so he could put both hands on her.

He complied eagerly. She was moving slightly
faster, but focused on herself. He was hitting the spots that felt
best to her, readying herself for sex.

“Do you want protection?” Krista said
softly, ready for him. Needing him. Wanting him to fill her. Just
thinking about it had her body moving more quickly, and had her
head dropping back; with hands feeling up her body.

Krista lifted slightly as Sean went diving
for his pants. While waiting, she kept one hand on her breast,
rubbing her sensitive nipple, the other she let fall to her clit,
teasing herself. After an extended amount of time, and feeling Sean
having gone still, Krista opened her eyes to see what the hold-up
was.

Turned out it was her. Sean was looking at
her with a hungry expression, his eyes tuned in to her
ministrations.

With a smile, Krista removed her hands and
put them on Sean’s chest. “Your turn.”

Sean jumped at it. He was frantic, wanting
her, but trying to slow himself. He put a long finger into her core
and rubbed, eyes close to her breasts as she moaned.

Krista moved over him, feeling his lower
hand reach up, slightly shaking, to find a breast. She felt the
thin latex in place, angled herself over him, and ran his blunt tip
along her opening.

“Oh Krissy, please…”
Sean mumbled. “I can’t last very long with
you.”

“You have to,” she said
with a smile as she lowered herself marginally until tip barely
parted flesh. She backed off and let him slide against her slit
once more, getting it good and wet, before moving it back into
position. This time, as the tip parted flesh, she hesitated a
moment, then
sat.
All the thoughts burst out of her head.

“Ohhhh…”
Sean breathed, his hands glued to her breasts,
his eyes closed.

Krista sat for a minute, letting his sheer
size fill every inch of her body, hit every deep place. She started
moving then, feeling him scrape against the inside of her, heating
her middle, and then her limbs as the friction sent bursts of
pleasure into her. She rocked her hips and swayed, hitting
everywhere, moving his hands back to her breasts so he could work
at her nipples.

As sensations overwhelmed her, she allowed
herself to get more aggressive, letting months of pent-up sexual
desire rage through her. She swirled her hips, angling, pumping
onto him, completely focused on the feelings consuming her. His
body picked up the pace eagerly, reading her cues and enhancing
them, working under her to create a remarkable heat, reaching
through her body like tendrils.