I slowly put my hands over my mouth. “Oh, Layton. ”
He shook his head as he slowly unwrapped the towel from my body. “Only happy tears and memories tonight, honey. ” He stepped back and looked my body up and down.
I instantly started to blush.
“Don’t be shy about your body, Whitley. You’re breathtaking, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on. ” He reached down, scooped me up, and carried me into his bedroom.
Just when I didn’t think he could make the butterflies in my stomach any crazier, he did something else that made them take off into flight. He gently put me down and then crawled onto the bed.
“I’ve never in my life wanted someone as much as I want you, Whitley. I’m almost unable to breathe because I want to be inside you so badly. ”
My chest started heaving up and down. “I need you, Layton,” I barely whispered.
I did need him. I needed him to make me forget every bruise caused by a man who had never truly loved me. I needed him to make me feel whole again. I needed him to make love to me. In that moment, I realized that Roger had never made love to me. He’d simply fucked me.
Layton slowly started to kiss my stomach, and as he moved his burning kisses up my body, he ran his hand up and down my leg. By the time his lips met mine, I felt like I was going to scream.
Jesus…touch me, for Christ’s sake!
“Layton, please!” I practically willed him to touch me as I pushed my hips up to him, pleading for him.
I felt him smile against my neck.
“I’ve dreamed of this, Whitley, for the last week and a half. I don’t want to rush. ”
I wanted to scream. As much as I loved how slow he was going, I needed to feel him closer to me. I needed to feel him inside me.
He brushed his lips against my neck and then captured my lips again.
“I’m going to make sweet love to you now, baby. ”
Oh God. “Yes,” I whispered as I felt his hand move up my leg.
The moment he touched me, my whole body jerked.
“Oh God!”
I was so afraid I was going to come the moment he touched me. He slowly rubbed his thumb against my clit.
“Oh God, Layton. ”
Right before he placed his finger inside me, he kissed me with so much passion that I started to cry. Then, he slid two more fingers in, and my hips jerked up. He moved his hand in such a way that I felt like I was floating on a cloud of pleasure.
He pulled back slightly, and against my lips, he said, “Oh, baby…you’re so wet. ”
“I want you inside me, Layton,” I said as I breathed heavily.
He started moving his hand
faster. I swore I could feel the build-up starting from my toes. It was moving up my body, and I grabbed his arm as I moved my hips faster.
Then, he pulled his hand away.
Wait! What is he doing? Why did he stop?
My head was spinning, and I was so confused. Then, I felt him on top of me and our eyes met.
“I want to be inside you the first time you come. ”