Forrest — Chapter 20 Darker Anticipation

FORREST

Is she fucking kidding me?

I shook my head, exhaling with a heavy groan.“I would never do that. Not in a million years. You have no fucking idea how much I want this more than my next breath.”

She eyed me for a few seconds, darkness of lust brewing in her eyes before she smiled at me that took my breath away.

“In bed. Now,” I ordered.

Megan stepped back until her feet reached the edge of the bed. She leisurely lied down, biting her bottom lip, glancing up at me with a searing gaze. Her invitation had me nearly knocked on my feet as the violent rush of lust pulsed in my blood.

Keeping my gaze on her, I kicked my shoes off, pulled my socks, and then my boxers followed.

“God, Forrest.” Her breathless words zipped arousal down my spine. She leisurely raked her hungry stare on my naked body to my throbbing and hard cock as if she couldn’t help herself.

Inspecting.

Admiring.

Memorizing.

If she would look at me longer like that, I might have my release before I would be inside her.

The strength of pressure was already banking in my spine. I quickly grabbed my pants on the floor and pulled my wallet to take the only condom I had. I tore it with teeth and sheathed my cock.

I crawled down to her and position myself as I wouldn’t crush her. She instantly cupped my head and crashed her lips on mine. I liked it when she knew what she liked and never ashamed to show it off. We kissed for a while, slowly in a most dreamy pace, and I instantly lost myself in our passionate kiss. Everything between us felt huge, but I wasn’t worried at all, in fact, I could even feel the future.

I trailed kisses on her jaw, covered her neck with gentle bites. I glided my tongue through the smooth and soft flesh of her neck all the way to her ear down to her collarbone. She gasped as I finally engulfed the swell of her firm sweet tit. If I couldn’t get my mouth on her, I’d lose my fucking mind. She was sweet, and fuck, I wanted to feast on her all day and night.

“Forrest,” she murmured in pleasure as I closed my mouth around her tit again. I sucked and bit the little knob and tugged it between my teeth.

When I looked at her, her eyes were heavy in bliss. It was fucking awful to control not to ravish her, but I wanted to take my time. Then I moved to the other tit while my hand was trailing through her inner thighs. I finally found what I was looking for. I pulled the tiny sheet down her thighs, slipping my finger on her waxed mound. Uneven breath shuddered through her.

“Megan.” The musk of her arousal hit my nose, making me dizzy with darker anticipation. She was already wet, slicked, and her nub hardened against my thumb. Her throaty moan made my heart swelled that I had this effect on her. “I can’t wait to be inside you.” I plunged my finger in and out as I was sucking her tit in rhythm.

“I want to feel you so deep inside me. Please?” When she pleaded, my heart jackhammered. My pulse was already vibrating my skin with the thought of being inside her, to feel her around me. Megan rolled her hips faster in wordless demand, positioning her pussy into my cock. My cock lurched to feel her wet entrance.

I captured her, devouring her mouth as I plunged inside her. Her breath caught, fingers sunk into my scalp. I growled into our lips as I felt being inside her.

“Jesus.” My blood was boiling. We both shook uncontrollably, gripping each other for support. “Give me a minute.” Her warmth felt like home, and I didn’t want to go anywhere.

“A minute? No. I want you so bad.” She rolled her hips, and I had to clench my eyes shut to control the urge of coming before her.

“I mean a sec,” I rumbled, causing her to smile against our lips. I pulled out completely, then plunged into her again, slipping a small cry from her lips. I grabbed her legs to wrap them around my waist as I unerringly pushed deeper. Jesus! We panted through tangled breaths. This time, I rolled my hips, and she whimpered.

Megan broke the kiss, throwing her head back against the pillow with her fingers dug into the flesh on my arms. She bit her bottom lip as I quickened my thrust, grinding hard to her core.

My head was spinning. My jaw was clenching. My body burned, sweat dampening my skin. My release was banking painfully, yet I wasn’t ready to fall apart.

“Megan,” Delirious with pleasure, I called her name, wiping off her hair as the sweat moistening her face.

“I’m close. God, it feels so good.” Her eyes fluttered open, heavy with lust and pleasure. She arched her back, matching my rhythm.

“You’re with me, Megan. Not with god.” I let out a guttural roar. My head fell forward as I could feel I was there, almost at the exploding point.

“Touché.” Megan was writhing under me, her grip tightening, her walls cruelly clamping around my cock.

“Come for me.” At one brush on her clit, her eyes rolled back, arching her spine beautifully as she screamed my name with pure ecstasy.

“Megan,” I called her once again as the fast building of my pending orgasm was over the top. She responded with a dreamy writhing moan.

Without warning, I fell apart and exploded into million stars, jerking off violently inside her.

I collapsed on top of her, boneless, barely able to catch my breath.

“So?” Relaxed and sated, she started to run her fingers on my dampened hair.

I lifted my head and kissed her chest before I moved away on top of her and dragged myself toward the door that probably her bathroom. My mind went sideways as an irrational surge of jealousy hit my chest, wondering how many men came to this room to throw condoms.

Ignoring the twisting emotion inside me, I pulled out the rubber, tied it, and threw it to the trash bin. I cleaned myself and washed my face.

I looked at myself in the mirror before I walked inside her room. I looked different—satisfaction flashed in my reflection.

Megan was already sitting on the bed, covering herself with the blanket. Like a coward I was, I couldn’t even ask her if what was wrong because she was certainly wearing a deep frown on her face.

I picked my boxers and put them on before I looked at her.

“So, it would be awkward like this after what happened?”

I sat at the edge of the bed and looked at her, but she was still looking down the floor. “Do you want me to go?”

Her head snapped in my direction, scowling. “Was it your plan?”

“No. But we have to set some ground rules.”

“Like what? That I can’t touch you? Whatever you are hiding beneath that shirt, do you think it makes me run away? I’ve seen you half-naked, do you think it still scares me? I am not perfect physically, emotionally, and I do have fears and emotions.”

I sighed in frustration. Then she suddenly barked out laughing, causing me to shoot her a glare.

“Holy shit!”

“Language.”

“I sound like a clingy girlfriend,” she said between laughs.

“I need sometimes if you can bear with me.” I moved closer to her and pulled her in my arms. I kissed the top of her head. “You’ve seen a part of me that even our friends hadn’t known. You can ask me, but don’t expect I can answer you right away. I will try my best though.”

“I can do that.”

“Good.”

“So, you never slept with someone shirtless?”

“I don’t sleep with someone leisurely.”

“What do you mean?” Megan raised her head, eyeing me.

“Not like the way we did.”

“Can you stay for the night?” Excitement clouded in her eyes, and there was no place I’d rather be.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank you.” I positioned myself and lied down. I wrapped my arm around her and cuddled her like I always dreamed before I slept most of the time.