Unraveled (Love in Salem, book 2) (7 page)

“Tell me now if you don’t want this to go any further.”  He stated as he laid kisses on her jaw and down her neck.

Chapter Seven

Atayla was so aroused she was literally vibrating form it.  How he was able to sound so level headed she did not know.  Whimpering, she communicated her consent the only way she was capable of at that time, she jerked his shirt up and over his head.

Good God, the man’s chest was a work of art.  Firm chiseled muscle lay beneath the palms of her hands.  He was so scrumptious she didn’t know where to start.

A Chinese dragon curled around his right arm in a full colorful sleeve.  His left arm was heavily tattooed as well in some sort of combination of Chinese symbols, tribal bands, and demons.  She traced the tattoo from his bicep down to his wrist.

Once there, she traced a finger around the line of his jeans and found a large tattoo running down his right side, a dragon tearing its way out of his skin.  How far down it went she didn’t know, but she planned to find out.

Yanking at the button of his jeans, she made short work of the zipper.  Before she could begin ridding him of his pants, he secured her hands behind her back with one of his.  He leaned back to get a good look at the woman before him.

“Do you have any idea just how sexy you look in this dress?  You put those other ladies to shame tonight.”

Aidan licked the shell of her ear causing chills of pleasure to trail down her spine.  He nipped the curve of her neck before nibbling his way across her shoulder.  Slipping the straps of her dress down her arms, he chuckled when the bodice got hung up on her large breasts.

“Not wanting to give up your secrets, eh?”

Releasing her arms, he reached up and cupped both of her breasts.  Nudging the fabric off her left nipple with his nose, he sucked it into his mouth.  Atayla lifted up onto her toes and arched her back.

“Mmm.” He moaned around her nipple.  “So pretty, so responsive.”

Atayla wrapped her arms around his neck and bowed her back even more, forcing more of her breast into his mouth.  Taking advantage of her position, he pulled the dress down her chest until it fell and pooled onto the floor.

Lifting her up, Aidan carried her to the bed and laid her down.  He stood and removed his jeans before crawling up her body to kiss her again.  Filling his hands with her breasts, he pinched her nipples with his fingers.

When she whimpered and began rocking against him, he nibbled his way down her body.  Reaching the juncture of her thighs, he rubbed against her fabric covered clit with his nose just breathing her in.

Her musky sweet scent went straight to his cock.  If he thought himself hard before, now he was like concrete.  His cock literally hurt as it throbbed in time with his pulse.

Slowly, as if to tease himself, he pulled her tiny panties down her legs and tossed them to the floor.  Running his hands back up the inside of her thighs, he pushed her legs apart exposing her.

Self-conscious, she tried to push her legs back together, but he held them firmly in place.  Sliding his hand up, he caressed the outer lips of her pussy with the back of his knuckles.

“You are so beautiful.” 

His praise was barely audible, said mostly to himself.  Laying there beneath his gaze, seeing the heated, almost agonized, look in eyes, she felt beautiful for the first time in her life.  She would never have thought, dumpy little Atayla Parker, could turn a man on this much.

His erection strained against the fabric of his boxer briefs, the head peeking out the top.  Warily, she wondered if it would fit without hurting.  She had never had a man of his size before.  She would certainly be stretched beyond her limits.

He used his thumbs to part her folds, exposing her to his view.  She lay unabashedly as he looked his fill.  She could have sworn the temperature in the room raised several degrees in that moment.

“Damn, you’re so hot and wet.  I bet you taste as good as you look, don’t you.”

She couldn’t help but undulate her hips, her clit throbbed in need of relief.  When he didn’t take the hint she whimpered and clenched her fists into the comforter.  His lips molded into a devious smile, as though her distress pleased him.

“Need something, baby doll?”

Evil, evil man.  She was lying there about to die from her arousal, and he was teasing her!  If she were able to form a coherent thought, she would tell him just exactly –.

“
Ahhh!” she yelped as he swiped his tongue through her folds deliberately missing her clit.  He sucked her nether lips into his mouth and moaned. 

“
Mmm, you taste even better than I imagined.”  Rimming her channel with his fingers, he pulled back to stare up into her eyes.

“You have the prettiest little pussy, so soft and pink.”  He sucked her lips back into his mouth and released them. 

“Nice puffy lips.  The kind a man can suck on for hours.”  She groaned when he slipped his middle finger inside her.

“So hot and tight.  You’re going to burn me alive when I finally get inside of you.”

“Ah God, Aidan.  Just do it already!”  She pleaded.

“Not yet, I want you to come first.”

Unable to stand it anymore, she began rocking her pussy against his face.  If she didn’t get relief soon, she was sure she would die.

“That’s it baby doll, fuck this sweet pussy against me.  Come all over my face.”

He sucked her clit into his mouth and she exploded. She came so hard her vision dimmed and she felt wetness running down her ass from between her thighs.  She would have been humiliated by the mess she made, but she lost touch with reality when he twisted his fingers inside of her, stroking against that magical spot that sent her soaring into a second orgasm.

By the time she came back down, he was standing next to the bed removing his boxer briefs.  He was so large and heavy his cock hung there like a dining rod pointing towards her pussy.

Never taking his eyes from hers, he stroked himself from head to base and back.  She was amazed by how hard he tugged on himself.  She would never have been so forceful with a man’s intimate parts.

“Doesn’t that hurt?  I wouldn’t have dared be that rough.”

“Baby doll, the only thing that hurts is not being inside you.”

Aidan crawled back up her body and nestled himself against her pussy.  She could feel his cock throb against her tender flesh.  Rocking against her a few times, he kissed her.  She could taste herself on him as his tongue plunged in and out of her mouth.

She always thought she would hate the taste if a guy ever did that, but surprisingly the combination of her taste and his was like an aphrodisiac.  It stoked her desire as much as the feel of him teasing her as he rimmed her channel with the head of his cock.

Unable to stand it a second longer, she wrapped her legs around his hips, digging her heels in his ass and trying to force him into her.  A sob escaped her when he resisted her attempts.

“Shhh.  I’ll take good care of you.  I just need to grab a condom first.”  He whispered against her lips.

Sitting back onto his heels, he searched inside the night stand and pulled out a string of packets.  He ripped one off and threw the others to the side.  Tearing the packet open, he removed the prophylactic and rolled it down his cock.

Instead of settling back on top of her like she expected him to, he grabbed a hold of her hips, pulled her to him and rested her ass against his thighs.  He angled his cock and prodded her opening.  Her pussy was so tight she struggled to take him inside of her.

“I don’t think you’re going to fit.”  She protested.

Aidan groaned.  “Just relax, baby.  I’ll fit.  You’ll see.  I just need to stretch you a little is all.”

He pulled back and began fucking her with two fingers.  When she softened around him, he added a third.  He rimmed the opening of her pussy and stroked her clit with his thumb.  He liked seeing himself slick with her juices, even if it were his fingers.

She was so wet she dripped with it, and her resistance was lessening.  He couldn’t believe how tight she was.  It was almost like she was a virgin…  No, surely not.  She would have told him, wouldn’t she?

“When was the last time a man loved up this sweet little pussy, baby doll?”

“Three years, and I wouldn’t exactly call it loved.  Please, I don’t want to think about him when I’m here with you.” 

That was fine with him, he thought with relief.  He didn’t want to think about her with another man ever. 

“I think you’re ready now.” 

Replacing his fingers with his cock, he began slowly working himself inside of her.  Damn, she felt like a hot, wet vice.  Never had anything felt so good before.  He had to restrain himself or he would be coming in no time like a randy teen.

He watched as his cock slid in and out of her.  It was the hottest sight he had ever seen, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth.  The feel of her inner walls rippling around him and the sensitive head of his dick bumping against her cervix was phenomenal.

The second he sunk his cock in her, he knew he had entered paradise.  She had officially ruined him for all other women.  From this point forward, only Atayla could satisfy his hunger.  For her, he would always be famished. 

“I’m in now baby, hold still so your body can get used to me.”

Words of wisdom he wasn’t sure he could abide by.  His entire body hummed with the need to move, to pound into her hot pliable pussy until his balls contracted and he came deep inside of her.

Counting to ten, he slowly began easing out of her tight sheath.  When he saw no distress on her face, only pleasure, he slid back in to the hilt.  In and out he thrust until he found an easy comfortable rhythm.

Trying his best not to give in to temptation and fuck her fast and hard, he gritted his teeth. He didn’t want to hurt her, she would already be sore from him stretching her the way he did.  Damn she was so fucking tight.

Struggling to maintain control, her whimpers and gasps sent him into a tailspin of need.  Her beautiful body was angled just right to highlight her sexy curves.  The position allowed him to fill his hands with her hips, made her stomach slightly rounded. 

The bounty of her breasts was on display.  He loved the way they bounced and jiggled as his cock drove in to her.  There was nothing sexier than watching a woman’s breasts dance to the beat of sex.

Unable to stand it any longer, Aidan strengthened his thrusts.  Watching her breasts bounce up and down was enough to make him shoot his load.  He wanted her to come first though, wanted to feel her pussy spasm around his cock.

Atayla was lost in ecstasy. She was stretched to the limit with Aidan, and it felt so deliciously good.  He filled her so full that he stroked against every nerve ending inside of her pussy.  She never knew sex could be so good until now.

With every thrust, he pushed her closer and closer to orgasm.  She had never come during sex before.  Hell, she had never come for a
man
before.  Any orgasm she ever had in the past was by her own hand or a toy.

It was surprising to learn that she wasn’t broken, that she wasn’t as cold as she was led to believe.  She felt alive with Aidan, so hot she could catch fire.  All his dirty talk could send her spiraling toward climax alone.

Add to that his gorgeous face and muscular body, his cock continuously driving deep inside of her, and a girl didn’t stand a chance.  Before she could even process what was happening, she fell right off the perilous edge of sanity.

Bright lights flashed before her eyes, the breath felt trapped in her lungs.  She was consumed by ecstasy.  Pleasure beyond words raced through her veins, fueling every nerve ending in her body.

She could feel her pussy convulsing around Aidan’s cock, could feel his fingers digging into her hips.  All sensations that added to the intensity of what she was feeling.

Seconds, minutes, hell, hours later the ringing in her ears began to subside and her vision cleared.  All she could see was Aidan.  Somehow he had managed to lower himself on top of her without her knowledge, not that she would complain. 

He was absolutely beautiful.  His head was thrown back and his eyes were clenched shut.  The expression on his face was one that cannot be defined.

“Oh God, Atayla, you’re amazing!”  Aidan shouted just before he lost himself to his own orgasm.

Chapter Eight

Atayla awoke with sunlight steaming onto her face.  Looking around she realized she wasn’t in her apartment and anxiety assailed her until she remembered where she was and who she was with.  Relaxing back into her pillow, she let a satisfied smile play along her lips.