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.I kiss thestarting point up top.I look up at Jay through hooded lashes and his face doesn't look bothered bywhat I'm doing, but there's something in his eyes shining at me I can't place.I let my hands feel thehard ridges of his abs, taking note of the small scars that you can hardly feel.My hands tremble a bitfrom being able to touch him like this.They travel up and feel his chest.I kiss each pec and any scars that are there.Next, I touch a scar caused by a bullet (I've seen them at the shooting range on men whoproudly display them) on his right shoulder where it meets the collar bone.I kiss that as well.I move around his body and see two more bullet wounds on his back.Tears threaten to spillover.Then I see the scars that crisscross his back as though a whip was taken to him and my throatcloses and aches from the intense pressure on my heart.My cheek flattens on his back and I wrap myarms around him as best as I can, letting the tears finally drop down.Jay twists his front and he lifts my chin up. It's okay, his voice is low and soothing. They don't bother me. He rubs the bullet wound infront, This is actually from one of the best memories I have with my dad, and some of the others arealso reminders of some kick ass days.Some are bad memories, but reminders that nobody can breakme. He's grinning and I'm more confused than ever. I don't understand.Seeing all these scars has broken my heart, I can hardly speak from the tightconstriction of my throat, holding back a complete meltdown.I wipe my face, clearing away some ofthe tears streaming down.I have so much more I want to tell him but I can't seem to get it out.I decideto communicate in the only way I can right now.On tiptoe, I wrap my arms around his neck and bringmy mouth to his.This kiss is nothing like at the track: it's slow, soft, and sensual, but just as desire filled.Jay liftsme up and I wrap my legs around him.He walks us back inside, locking the slider behind us.We staylike this lips moving perfectly together as he takes us to his bedroom.He sets me down and lays next to me on his side.Our eyes lock and we stare deep inside eachothers' irises.Jay smiles, taking my breath away at how gorgeous he is when he lets his guard down.His lips are back on mine as our hands explore each other.I feel every hard bulge, every ridge of hismuscles, savoring it.Jay kisses along my jaw and brings his lips to my ear, Can we make tonight about you? I don't know what you mean. Let me worship your body, I want tonight to be about giving you immense pleasure, the warmthof his breath, his husky wanting voice laced with the scent of him, has me feeling drug-induced. Why? I barely register that I spoke.He nuzzles under my ear, It's the only way I can think of to communicate how I feel about you. His lips and tongue move along my neck and his hands go to remove my shirt.He supports me asI help him lift it over my head.He hovers over me on all fours and drinks me in, God, Lily, you're perfect. Jay lowers himself as his mouth and hands begin worshiping every part of my body, and I'm lostin the moment.There is not a part of my body that goes untouched.His body is pressed over me but Ican barely feel it from the way he carries his weight.At this moment I fully surrender to him, and inreturn he is safeguarding me as though he will never find a treasure of more worth.I've never felt socherished before, and that earlier feeling of our souls connecting has me wanting to cry again.When his hands and lips reach my inner thighs and work their way up, I clutch the sheets from theintense pleasure flowing through my whole body.He gently widens my legs and the hot warmth of hisbreath has me whimpering.His tongue starts in like it's savoring every moment, every taste.I'moverwhelmed with the heights he is taking my body.His tongue and lips stop their licking and suckingto kiss where his tongue was.The pure tenderness of it has me releasing with so much intensity tearsfall down.I'm completely overwhelmed as I cry from the beauty of having an orgasm I never knew existed,from the way he cherished my body and made me feel. I wrap an arm over my eyes to hide, not wanting Jay to see me freaking out over an orgasm.In aninstant he's on his side next to me and he wraps as much of himself over me as is possible. What's wrong? He forces my arm away and his brows are knitted in concern as he wipes awaymy tears. This is really embarrassing, I turn mortified and bury my face into him.He holds me tightly and plays with my hair, Talk to me. I've never had intimacy like that before.I didn t know so much pleasure could be found at thehands of another person.Will never. I pause and breathe in deeply, It was always about him [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.I kiss thestarting point up top.I look up at Jay through hooded lashes and his face doesn't look bothered bywhat I'm doing, but there's something in his eyes shining at me I can't place.I let my hands feel thehard ridges of his abs, taking note of the small scars that you can hardly feel.My hands tremble a bitfrom being able to touch him like this.They travel up and feel his chest.I kiss each pec and any scars that are there.Next, I touch a scar caused by a bullet (I've seen them at the shooting range on men whoproudly display them) on his right shoulder where it meets the collar bone.I kiss that as well.I move around his body and see two more bullet wounds on his back.Tears threaten to spillover.Then I see the scars that crisscross his back as though a whip was taken to him and my throatcloses and aches from the intense pressure on my heart.My cheek flattens on his back and I wrap myarms around him as best as I can, letting the tears finally drop down.Jay twists his front and he lifts my chin up. It's okay, his voice is low and soothing. They don't bother me. He rubs the bullet wound infront, This is actually from one of the best memories I have with my dad, and some of the others arealso reminders of some kick ass days.Some are bad memories, but reminders that nobody can breakme. He's grinning and I'm more confused than ever. I don't understand.Seeing all these scars has broken my heart, I can hardly speak from the tightconstriction of my throat, holding back a complete meltdown.I wipe my face, clearing away some ofthe tears streaming down.I have so much more I want to tell him but I can't seem to get it out.I decideto communicate in the only way I can right now.On tiptoe, I wrap my arms around his neck and bringmy mouth to his.This kiss is nothing like at the track: it's slow, soft, and sensual, but just as desire filled.Jay liftsme up and I wrap my legs around him.He walks us back inside, locking the slider behind us.We staylike this lips moving perfectly together as he takes us to his bedroom.He sets me down and lays next to me on his side.Our eyes lock and we stare deep inside eachothers' irises.Jay smiles, taking my breath away at how gorgeous he is when he lets his guard down.His lips are back on mine as our hands explore each other.I feel every hard bulge, every ridge of hismuscles, savoring it.Jay kisses along my jaw and brings his lips to my ear, Can we make tonight about you? I don't know what you mean. Let me worship your body, I want tonight to be about giving you immense pleasure, the warmthof his breath, his husky wanting voice laced with the scent of him, has me feeling drug-induced. Why? I barely register that I spoke.He nuzzles under my ear, It's the only way I can think of to communicate how I feel about you. His lips and tongue move along my neck and his hands go to remove my shirt.He supports me asI help him lift it over my head.He hovers over me on all fours and drinks me in, God, Lily, you're perfect. Jay lowers himself as his mouth and hands begin worshiping every part of my body, and I'm lostin the moment.There is not a part of my body that goes untouched.His body is pressed over me but Ican barely feel it from the way he carries his weight.At this moment I fully surrender to him, and inreturn he is safeguarding me as though he will never find a treasure of more worth.I've never felt socherished before, and that earlier feeling of our souls connecting has me wanting to cry again.When his hands and lips reach my inner thighs and work their way up, I clutch the sheets from theintense pleasure flowing through my whole body.He gently widens my legs and the hot warmth of hisbreath has me whimpering.His tongue starts in like it's savoring every moment, every taste.I'moverwhelmed with the heights he is taking my body.His tongue and lips stop their licking and suckingto kiss where his tongue was.The pure tenderness of it has me releasing with so much intensity tearsfall down.I'm completely overwhelmed as I cry from the beauty of having an orgasm I never knew existed,from the way he cherished my body and made me feel. I wrap an arm over my eyes to hide, not wanting Jay to see me freaking out over an orgasm.In aninstant he's on his side next to me and he wraps as much of himself over me as is possible. What's wrong? He forces my arm away and his brows are knitted in concern as he wipes awaymy tears. This is really embarrassing, I turn mortified and bury my face into him.He holds me tightly and plays with my hair, Talk to me. I've never had intimacy like that before.I didn t know so much pleasure could be found at thehands of another person.Will never. I pause and breathe in deeply, It was always about him [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]