CoCo stiffened and cried out, pushing against his shoulders, and he knew she’d come. Grinning with dark satisfaction, he rose and scooped her into his arms. “You taste incredible,” he said, knowing he could eat her all day and never utter a word of complaint. He craved those little shudders and quakes, those tiny mewling pants and the way she gasped nonsensical strings of words as she climaxed. Oh, yeah, he could listen to that melody all day long. He kissed her long and deep, loving that she could taste herself on his tongue. Nothing was sexier.
“Rian,” she gasped, still trying to catch her breath. “We have to stop. You don’t want to do this...”
“Like hell I don’t,” he growled. He couldn’t think straight. He had CoCo on his tongue and his cock was so hard it was nearly splitting in two. “You’re the most amazingly beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He pressed kisses to her neck, moving toward her breasts, dipping to suck those hard peaks into his mouth, twirling the nipple in his mouth until she writhed beneath him. Her groans pushed him to the point of delirium. Her skin was glazed with a thin sheen of sweat as her damp brow was evidence of her earlier orgasm. Her legs wrapped around his torso and her hot core pressed against his cock, contradicting her words telling him to stop. But there was something in his brain that registered the faint request and he pulled up short, his limbs shaking as he held himself back. “Princess, what’s wrong?” he asked, his head swimming. “Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head and her hands shook as she smoothed her hands over his chest, lingering on the sparse tufts of curly hair on his sternum. “You don’t understand...it’s the Molly...you’re going to wake up tomorrow and hate yourself if we don’t stop.”
CoCo’s words penetrated the haze and he knew she was right but he couldn’t fathom stopping. He wanted her so bad he thought he’d die if he didn’t plunge inside that tight heat but he couldn’t trust that what he was feeling wasn’t just because of what CoCo said.
He groaned and rolled off her to fall on the bed, covering his eyes. What was happening to him? His cock was a kickstand, lifting off the nest of groin hair, seeking what was being denied, and he thought he’d never survive the night like this. “What the hell was in that shit?” he asked, still reeling from the sexual high. “My skin feels like it’s been turned inside out and every nerve ending is exposed.”
“I don’t know what Stella was tripping on so I can’t say exactly what she gave you,” CoCo answered, her breasts heaving as she tried to slow down. Her breasts were something he’d never experienced and he couldn’t help but reach out and pinch a nipple. She gasped and jerked, her hips thrusting as she rubbed herself with a moan. “Don’t make this worse. I want to do the right thing but you’re making it impossible.”
Rian rolled over and climbed on top of her, unable to stop kissing her. She didn’t stop him. Their tongues tangled and twisted, plunging and tasting until they were so heated and turned on that there was no stopping what was coming.
He lifted and bent her legs, placing her feet against his shoulders, and then guided himself inside her with a nice, smooth glide, burying himself to the hilt into her wet heat. He nearly blacked out from the pleasure. Everything was tight and hot, squeezing him from all sides.
“Oh, my God,” he breathed, his eyes rolling up into his head as he lost himself in the pleasure of sliding in and out of that wonderful sheath. She lifted her hips for a deeper thrust and he obliged, going as deep as he could. He caught her gaze, her lips parted, and he was struck by the connection—a soulful and meaningful connection that came out of nowhere—and he squeezed his eyes shut, needing to come before he lost his mind. But his orgasm kept dancing out of reach. Just as he thought he’d reach that pinnacle, he would lose the sensation and have to start over.
They switched positions and soon he was thrusting into her from behind but he couldn’t pull the trigger. After an hour of trying and failing, Rian groaned and withdrew, falling to the bed with a pissed-off growl. “This ain’t happening. I don’t know what’s wrong.”