His Undoing by Aria Grace Page B

like being wrapped in velvet. I moaned when his fingers found the waistband of my jeans and slipped inside.
    “We need these off...now,” he said, tugging on my jeans. I nodded as he reached in front and unbuckled my jeans. I was nuzzled into his neck and licking the smooth skin under his ear. He was delicious.
    He nudged me up at the hips when he pushed down my jeans and I stood up enough to shake them off , along with my shoes and socks. I was completely exposed to another person for the first time in my adult life.
    It was terrifying and liberating. He looked at me with a passion that I’d never witnessed before and had only r ecently experienced myself. Standing next to me, he pulled off his own clothes. I could finally admire his body without shame. He displayed himself for me to see. To touch. To feel.
    He leaned down to kiss me softly on the side of my mouth. His lips moved up my jaw and he let his tongue brush against my ear as he exhaled, causing my whole body to convulse.
    I thought my knees might give out from the intensity of just having our naked bodies so close to each other. He wrapped both arms around my waist and I put mine around his neck while he lifted me just enough to turn and duck into his bed.
    After laying me down , he hopped up for a moment to get some supplies from his top drawer. I hated the loss of his warmth but he was back quickly. He kneeled on the floor and positioned my body so I was perpendicular to the bed with my feet on the ground. Brett leaned over me and kissed my mouth again. I could feel his solid erection against my leg and my own seemed to grow even harder. I had never been so aroused or in need in my life.
    I was in a state of tormented bliss as his hands and mouth explored every inch of my body. When his large hand wrapped around my cock, I felt the surge of excitement shoot directly into my belly. He curled his fingers around my length and stroked up and down. I tried to reach him but with his knees on the ground, I couldn’t. I let out a frustrated moan and he chuckled softly. “Is there something I can help you with?”
    “I want to feel you too,” I whined. He lifted me longwise on the bed and lay next to me. Our bodies were aligned so I could look into his eyes and see the passion that was building as he took me into his hands again. I tentatively reached between his legs and touched the tip with my fingers. He was moist and smooth and...perfect. I rubbed the moisture into his skin and the slight stickiness made me want more.
    I slid the palm of my hand down his shaft and cupped his balls. They were large and hard and I couldn’t help rolling them around in my hand. He moaned and tilted into me, as if encouraging me to keep going. I remembered what that guy did to him and I wanted to try it.
    Moving my lips from his mouth, I kissed down his chin and neck until I found his solid chest. His muscles were tense under his smooth skin and I loved how it felt under my tongue as I tasted down his body. When I got to his belly button, I let my tongue dip in and flick around. His hips thrust forward into my shoulders so I knew he liked the contact as much as I was.
    When my face was aligned between his legs, I gasped at what I saw. He was thicker and longer than me but perfectly shaped. His proportions were exactly right for his large body and I wanted to taste him. I covered my teeth with my lips and gently took his head into my mouth. The salty drops I found were delicious. I’d never tasted my own come before but his was delectable. I wanted more. I wanted it all.
    I felt bold enough to go deeper. I pushed lower so at least half of his dick was in my mouth. I couldn’t go any further so I used my hand to make up the difference.
    I used the moisture from my mouth to lubricate my hand and I got into a brisk rhythm. I was pumping up and down his shaft with my hand meeting my lips with each thrust. When his movements became more fevered, he grabbed my shoulders and roughly