The Heart Series: Complete Boxed Set (18 page)

I needed him so bad; my body was on fire crying out for a release. I flinched with pleasure and surprise as his tongue slowly teased my clit. He softly chuckled at my response, and I blushed. He pulled me closer, placing both legs over his shoulder so his tongue could work me deeper.

I flushed with embarrassment, realising exactly where his mouth was. “Joel, you don’t have to—” My words trailed off, and my eyes rolled back into my head. I arched my back as his tongue began to completely undo me.

He shifted slightly to look at me. “Are you joking? I’ve thought about doing this to you so many times. Do you know how sexy you look right now, how sweet you taste?” His lust filled stare sent me over the edge, along with his words.

My brain was solely concentrating on the pleasure his mouth was giving me, sucking and teasing my clit with his tongue. I was climbing higher and higher, my eyes rolled back as I gasped for breath.

“Joel,” I moaned, fisting his hair in my hand, my voice sounding so needy. The pleasure was too intense, my body screaming for the release it desperately needed.

“Oh I love it when you moan my name, it sounds so damn sexy.” His soft chuckle vibrated against my skin before continuing his sweet torture. He was setting every part of me on fire, like every nerve was alight, my body reacting to his touch.

I let out moan after moan and grabbed his hair tightly as my back arched, screaming out his name. The explosion inside shook every part of my body. I gasped as the air evaporated from my lungs, riding the waves of the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.

I smiled, slowly coming down from my amazing high.

Joel kissed his way back up my body. “You enjoy that, baby?” he asked grinning. I think vocally I’d already answered his question.

A large smile crossed my lips. “Oh my god, we are doing that again soon.” I laughed, feeling good about my new brazen uninhibited self.

Joel gently stroked his nose against mine, “Iz, I don’t think you understand how much you turn me on, watching you, hearing you come so hard just blows me away. I’ve never felt that way before, I need you so bad.”

“I can tell.” I laughed and ground my hips into his crotch, hearing him let out a deep moan. “Joel, I never knew it would be this good. The things you do to my body . . .” I grabbed his hand, placing it on my heart. “See the effect you have over me. . .only you Joel . . . only you.”

We lay staring into each other’s eyes as he gently kissed my swollen lips. They were probably twice the size from biting down so hard on them. My heart rate slowly returned to normal, but I was instantly ready for more.

I knew he needed some sort of signal to carry on. “I need you, Joel, please don’t make me wait any longer.” I saw the look of longing in his eyes, he was more than ready too.

I pulled his lips back onto mine, feeling his fingers begin their slow journey south. I was already sensitive from the first orgasm, and I flinched slightly when they first skimmed over the sensitive area. But my body soon recognised his touch, adjusting to the sensation that felt so good.

His mouth never broke contact once as I groaned, bit and screamed into his, coming a lot quicker this time. He jumped up, leaving me panting on the bed and grabbed the box of condoms.

I flinched at the sound of the lube being squirted onto his hand, and my eyes immediately widened in fear.

“To help you,” he said reassuringly. “I want this to be more comfortable for you.”

Just looking at the size of it, I knew this was going to be painful. They always say size matters but looking at Joel’s erect cock, I wished he could lose a few inches. I felt my breath quicken, the panic starting to take over.

Joel watched the fear creep over my face. He crawled back on top of me and soothed me, stroking my hair back and kissed me lightly on the lips.

“We don’t have to do this tonight, we can wait a while.” His eyes were sincere and I knew he would, but I needed him right now. I couldn’t wait a moment longer.

I shook my head and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him tighter against my body. “No, I want this. I’m just nervous. I’ll be fine.”

He gazed deep into my eyes, giving me time to change my mind. Then began kissing me again, and I felt the tip of his penis at my entrance as he pushed in slightly. My fingers grabbed his hair preparing myself for the pain. I felt him slowly inch in a little more. He stopped each time, letting me adjust to the sensation.

I groaned in pain on the next one.

Wow, that really hurt.

I was just grateful he was now fully in. I let my full weight sink into the mattress with relief.

“Just a little more, baby,” he whispered, and my head snapped up in shock.

“What, I thought you were fully in?” I squeaked, the panic rising in my voice.

He pushed in the last few inches and my eyes bulged with the pain. He lay there still on top of me, waiting for me to acclimatize to him being inside me, to adjust to the odd sensation of being so full.

His breathing was slow and heavy as he held himself up on his elbows. I could see the need in his eyes, it was torture for him, but I knew he wouldn’t move in case he hurt me.

I closed my eyes, trying to forget how tight and sore I felt. He needed a sign from me to begin, so I rolled my hips and he slowly started to move.

“Are you okay?” he whispered, his eyes full of concern, when he pushed himself back inside.

“Yeah I’m fine, keep going, don’t stop.” I managed to choke out.

He carried on slowly rocking in and out, and the pain slowly began to subside as pleasure took over.

I gasped at the shivers running through my body, feeling the familiar sensation sweep over me. I was slowly beginning to climb nearer towards my orgasm. I looked at Joel, who had his eyes squeezed tight, concentrating on not hurting me rather than enjoying it.

“Oh god, I’m close,” I panted. My fingers grabbed his hair in preparation for what was ahead.

“Me too, god baby, you’re so tight.” The strained look on his face was so intense, he was holding on trying desperately to give me the release I so badly need. I was probably clenching his poor cock to death.

When the orgasm hit me, I screamed out Joel’s name. He followed close behind shouting mine. Both of us were panting hard, our foreheads pressed together as he kissed me repeatedly.

“I love you, Iz.” His breath tickled my face as I tried to catch my own. The exhaustion after three intense orgasms was beginning to set in.

As I came down from my high, I began to feel sore. Joel pulled out and I winced, yelping slightly with the pain.

“Oh god, Iz, are you okay?” His eyes were locked on mine, studying my face as a look of fear crossed his own.

My hand stroked his face reassuringly. “I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m just a little sore, that’s all.”

“Did I hurt you?” he asked, his eyes suddenly filled with a look of concern.

I reached out, grabbing his hand and stroked it soothingly. “No, it always hurts the first time, throwing in a big cock like yours doesn’t help matters though.” We both laughed, trying to make light of the situation.

“I’m sorry I’m so big.” He grinned, and I rolled my eyes.

“As if you’ve ever had to apologise about your size before, I bet all the girls loved it.”

He flinched at my comment, and I knew I’d overstepped the mark. I shouldn’t have joked about his past, not tonight, this was our special night.

“Sorry, baby.” I leaned forward, kissing him gently on the lips.

He released me to blow out all the candles and crawled in behind, pulling me close to his chest. His arms wrapped tight around me as we entangled our legs together.

“Sweet dreams, Iz. Thank you for letting me be your first,” he whispered into my hair.

I turned around to look at him. “There was never anyone else, Joel. I waited for you, thank you for making it perfect.” I could see he was becoming emotional, my words really affecting him.

“I love you so much, Iz, sometimes it scares me—I never want to let you go.”

“Then don’t.” I gave him a long, slow kiss on the lips before snuggling into his chest.

“I love you with all my heart, Joel, only you.” I placed a gentle, sweet kiss against his skin, and he let out a soft sigh. I felt him relax underneath me and I smiled knowing in my heart it would only ever be him.

I woke up to the sensation of Joel’s sweet, soft lips gently teasing and rousing me from my sleep. I’d take Joel’s lips over the alarm clock every damn time. Maybe I’d become more of a morning person, being blissfully woken up in that way every day.

The sensation alone made me shiver as his lips mercilessly teased the back of my neck. A flush crossed my cheeks when I remembered how amazing those lips had been in other places, undoing me over and over again.

He chuckled and pulled me back into his warm, hard chest, enveloping me in his arms. His touch sent delicious tingles throughout my body.

“Morning, gorgeous,” he whispered. His voice alone made me weak. It was like melted chocolate, so seductive and enticing. It set off a million butterflies inside. My body couldn’t help but react to his silky, soft tones. He always had a way of making me weak at the knees, at this moment in time I was grateful to be lying down.

A huge grin spread across my face. “Hey you,” I breathed, shuffling round to look into his beautiful sleepy face. I adored the way he looked in the morning, his hair all dishevelled and wild and his eyes bright and crinkled at the corners.

He softly kissed me. “How are you feeling?” He pulled back as his eyes anxiously searched mine.

The smile automatically left my lips.

Did he have to be so direct?

A blush spread across my face. I quickly retreated under the pillow, hoping to stay there till the embarrassment subsided. The way I was feeling, I’d probably be there till Christmas.

His thumb grazed along my jaw and lifted my chin, turning my face back so I was forced to look into those bright blue eyes.

“Joel, I’m fine. A little sore but that’s to be expected.”

His face dropped at the mere mention of pain almost like he was berating himself for being the cause of it. This was what I was hoping to avoid. I didn’t want him needlessly torturing himself with something so trivial.

I soothingly stroked his face and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Do you think you could make me some of your amazing scrambled eggs? I’m starving.”

My distraction plan had the desired effect. He leapt up smiling, eager to tend to my every need. I knew making breakfast would be a good diversion to keep his mind from the dark thoughts he possessed inside.

“Anything for madam,” he said, in an overly exaggerated posh voice.

I sat up and watched as this beautiful, fine figure of a man, strolled out of the room in all his naked glory. He really was perfect and a huge smile spread across my lips, knowing he was all mine.

* * *

Twenty minutes after showering and dressing, I stood leaning in the doorway. I smiled, admiring the gorgeous view of Joel in nothing but an apron cooking breakfast. I watched the muscles on his back flex with every movement. My eyes dropped down lower, and I bit my lip imagining sinking my teeth into his perfect peach bottom.

Oh hell.

I was officially turning into a pervert.

Especially now I felt my body flush at the very thought.

As if sensing my presence he turned around grinning, continuing to stir the scrambled eggs in the pan. “You okay?” he asked, looking puzzled by my goldfish like stare.

I was more than okay.

“Yeah, just admiring the view.” I sighed, pushing myself off the doorframe and walked through into the kitchen to take my seat at the table.

Joel chuckled, shaking his head in obvious amusement. “Well, you’re just in time. Sit down, breakfast is ready.” He finished serving the eggs and placed the plate down in front of me. My eyes greedily took in the delicious sight. I was more than ready for it.

“Mmmmmm, looks tasty.” I grabbed my cutlery, ready to enjoy every single morsel.

He handed me my coffee. “Enjoy.” He kissed my hair, and I smiled.

He didn’t have to tell me twice.

After breakfast Joel cleared the plates away. I began to wash the dishes and placed Joel on drying duty. Though it was debatable how much drying he was actually doing. At every available opportunity he kissed and touched me. Not that I was complaining, if anything it made me crave him more.

After the last kiss I decided payback was in order, and placed a large blob of soap suds on the end of his nose. I laughed and ran off, putting the table between us.

“So it’s like that, hey?” An evil smile crept over his face. He took his time wiping the suds off with the back of his hand, chuckling as he slowly stalked over. His eyes quickly surveyed the quickest route to reach me. They sparkled with obvious delight. I could tell he was enjoying the chase.

My eyes narrowed, and I stepped sideways to my right, to which he followed. I backtracked to my left, but we were now mirroring each other’s movements. I shrieked when Joel leapt over the table like a panther stalking its prey. His body effortlessly slid along the wood, landing with such precision. He grabbed me before I barely had the opportunity to run.

He lifted me straight off the floor and I screamed, struggling to break free from his hold. He placed me down on the drainer, pinning me in so I was trapped. I closed my eyes and accepted my fate, waiting for my humiliation to happen. I hoped he wouldn’t be too cruel but to my surprise it never came.

I popped open an eye to find him staring so intensely it almost took my breath away. I grabbed his face so we were barely inches apart. “Joel, what’s wrong?” He was beginning to scare me. I wondered what on earth had brought on his sudden change in mood.

He swallowed slowly, his eyes never leaving mine, like he was struggling to find the right words. “Izzy—last night was—amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that before. It’s always been just sex before, but what we shared was something else—beyond anything I’ve ever known—”

I smiled at the sweetness of his words. “I know, I never thought my body was capable of feeling so many emotions. The things you did to me . . .” I blushed unable to continue. The feelings inside were so overwhelming, the way he brought my body to life. It was all still really new to me, and I found it hard expressing myself how I would like. My face flushed at the awkwardness of it all, and I sought solace, pushing my face into the crook of his neck.

His fingers soothingly stroked my hair. “You do the same to me, Iz. You undo me in ways I never knew possible. The feel of your body against mine, the connection, the intensity, it consumes me, and I can barely breathe I need you so much it scares me.”

My head snapped up, and my eyes automatically sought out his. I could see the fear he held there inside, it was the same that was buried deep in mine. “I need you too Joel . . . always.” I pulled him in tighter, to reassure him the feeling was mutual, that the same deep intensity ran through me too.

“I hope that’s true,” he whispered, so softly I barely heard him.

I pulled back staring in surprise. I was wounded that he still didn’t understand the way I felt about him. “Of course it’s true, how can you even doubt that? Joel, you’re stuck with me forever.” I kissed him hard with so much emotion so he’d never have a moment of doubt again that my love for him was real.

He pulled away almost breathless. “So we’re stuck together, forever?”

“Yes, you, me, forever,” I panted, dragging him in closer, not wanting to waste a moment longer talking.

“Sounds perfect.” He groaned deep into my mouth, grinding his hips into me. My hands skimmed slowly down his hard, muscular back, resting on his tight bum cheeks, and I squeezed each cheek tight. I pushed my tongue in farther, kissing so intensely, the desire beginning to build inside.

He ripped his mouth away, and I gasped from the shock, the overwhelming feeling of rejection filled me. He lifted me, placing me down on the ground.

Had I done something wrong?

Tears pricked my eyes, my mind desperately searching for an answer. “Joel—I thought well—don’t you want to? Is it me? Did I do something wrong?”

Had I turned him off sex after last night?

Oh god, was I really that bad?

His eyes flashed with anger, and his hands grabbed my face. “Izzy, how can you even think that? I’ve just told you how you make me feel, and you think I’m now turned off by you? You evoke so much passion inside. I am without a shadow of doubt totally, completely, head over heels in love with you.”

“Really?” I asked still uncertain. I was still waiting for the moment that I’d wake up from this amazing dream.

“Yes, really, this is yours.” He grabbed my hand, directly placing it over his heart. “My heart will only ever belong to you. It will only ever beat for you. Only you will have the power to break it, its entire fate rests with you.”

I leaned forward moving my hand, my lips pressed against his naked skin before resting my face there, feeling the beat against my cheek. “This is the most precious gift you could ever give me. I promise I will take great care of it, always.”

He brushed away the tear from my cheek and held me close. He wrapped his arms around me, and his lips gently kissed my hair. I was totally overwhelmed by his words, but it didn’t explain the rejection only moments before.

I pulled away staring up into his bright blue eyes. “But Joel, why did you stop? Last night was beyond perfect, I thought you would want to again.”

I knew I wanted to.

He let out a loud exhale of air. “Of course I want to be with you again. Can you not feel it?” He pressed his large erection into me. I gasped, feeling how much he really needed me.

“Wow, that’s impressive.” I giggled, grinding softly into it.

He instantly frowned and moved away. “Izzy, we can’t, you’re sore. I’m not going to put you through any more pain. We need to wait.”

By the torture inside his eyes, he was struggling too. “It would be totally worth it though,” I said pouting. Last night had only made my desires deepen for him. I yearned to have that connection again, for our bodies to be locked tight around each other, lost in a complete state of bliss.

“When you’re better I promise I’m going to make this up to you.” He stroked my face and pressed his lips up against my forehead.

“You’d better,” I warned.

He smiled at my look of annoyance. “Izzy, I’m going to show you just how good it can be. I will drive your body wild and make you scream my name over and over.”

I clenched with excitement, quickly moaning with the dull ache. “Please Joel, I need you so much.” I grabbed his hand, pushing it down inside my jeans, so he could really feel how turned on I was.

He gasped when his fingers brushed against the damp satin, his eyes instantly darkened with lust. “Do you want me to make you feel better, baby?”

“Oh god, yes.” I began panting, my mind racing, desire filling every single pore of my body.

His strong, firm hands gripped me tight, and he lifted me up, pressing me tight against him. My legs instantly wrapped around his beautiful, muscular body. His lips locked against mine, and he carried me across the kitchen, gently placing me down onto the edge of the table. His hands quickly removed the barrier between his lips and my skin, dropping my T-shirt down to the floor. He placed soft, sweet kisses down my neck to my breasts, his touch sending me over the edge as his fingers deftly unbuttoned my jeans.

My body dropped down to rest against the cool, hard wood. I raised my hips feeling his warm fingers graze against my skin. He dragged down the material so painfully slow, placing kisses down the insides of my thighs. Once they were removed, I felt my cheeks burn a little. I was left with just a small slither of satin to conceal my modesty.

A soft moan left me when he started pressing feather light kisses along my stomach, working his way down. His warm, soft fingertips slid along my skin, gently gliding my knickers down my legs.

He let out a low growl in his throat when I opened my legs wider, my feet now resting on the edge of the table. His eyes filled with desire as he rolled his tongue over his lower lip in anticipation. He looked like he was about to devour me whole.

I clenched with excitement.

I closed my eyes, panting with anticipation, urgently needing the release I knew his mouth would provide. I groaned when his lips brushed against my clit, then arched my back as his tongue began to work me. My fingers instantly grabbed his hair, locking him in place.

I never wanted him to stop.

“Oh god, Joel—yeah that’s what I need, just there—oh god, yeah.”

I felt his hand slide up my stomach as his fingers relentlessly rolled and teased my nipple, the sensation only heightening my pleasure.

“You enjoying this, baby?” He chuckled, already knowing his answer.

“Don’t stop—please don’t stop.” I pushed his head back on me, so I could continue to focus on the deep pleasure he was instilling inside. My other hand grabbed the edge of the table, gripping it for support as I climbed ever nearer towards my orgasm.

“Let me hear you, baby, you know what it does to me.”

“Oh god, I’m close . . . so close, I can’t—” I arched my back, the orgasm ripping through me, taking with it ever single piece of air from my lungs. I whimpered slightly coming down from my high as his tongue continued to tease my already sensitive clit. I somehow managed to drag some air back into my body, eventually unlocking my fingers from around the wood. I was almost certain I’d left indentations.