Suddenly, wrapping his hands around my neck, Austin pulled me down on top of him and crashed his mouth to mine.
I was lost to his touch.
My hands clutched the messy strands of his hair, and his tongue pushed between the seams of my mouth, dueling with mine as though he wanted to crawl into my skin.
Breaking from his mouth, I used my hands on the mattress to slowly crawl down his body, laying kisses to the hot skin of his stomach, the muscles twitching and tensing underneath. “Pix… Christ, that feels good…” he murmured and gripped at my hair.
Reaching the waistband of his boxers, I tucked in my fingers and rolled them down his thighs and off his ankles, discarding them on the floor with mine.
We were flesh against flesh, and we both paused, realizing what this meant. I had conquered my biggest fear. I was naked before Austin. I was finally completely myself, with Austin.
It was perfect.
Rolling me on my back, Austin kicked open my legs and braced himself at my entrance. His tongue lapped along the scalding skin of my throat and his fingers ran down my torso, all the way down until they brushed against my core. Shivers racked my body as Austin left a wet trail of kisses over my br**sts, down my stomach, and across my hips. His hands pressed on the inside of my thighs, and, looking up at me, Austin pushed my legs apart and shuffled his body down the bed until his mouth hovered at the apex of my thighs.
“Baby, I gotta taste you. I’ve been wanting to lick you for far too long.”
Swallowing back my nerves, Austin ducked his head and his tongue ran along my folds in one slow swipe. My head threw back and a long moan slipped from my lips as Austin circled and sucked me with his lips and hot tongue.
Instinctively, my hips ground against his mouth, and I felt as though I was floating on air, reaching a high I’d never touched before.
“Fuck, Pix, you taste so good. So f**kin’ good,” Austin murmured against my flesh, and heat seared my skin.
“Austin!” I cried out when he inserted his finger inside me, pressing against that perfect place within my channel. The sensation of falling washed through me and, as Austin built up the speed of his tongue, I came against his mouth, Austin groaning and fisting his length as I did so.
Lifting his head, Austin’s eyes were determined as he towered over my flushed and sated naked body. As he ran himself along my wetness, I stilled. Austin immediately did too.
“Pix?” he questioned in a tight voice.
I cupped his face with my hands. “I want…” I took in a fortifying breath. “I want to be… on top. I need to take the reins tonight…”
Austin’s eyes widened and I watched his throat swallow. “You sure?”
Nodding, I lifted my chest, and Austin positioned us so I was on top, straddling his thighs.
“Condom?” I asked bravely, but I knew my face was on fire with my blush.
“In the top drawer,” he replied, and leaning over, I removed a gold foil packet and ripped it open with my teeth.
Austin took the condom from my hands, and I watched as he rolled it on. Stroking his hands up my calves, he stopped when they rested on my thighs.
“You ready, Pix?” he asked, and his eyes were suddenly concerned.
Bending forward, I met his lips with mine, tasting myself on his tongue, and reaching down, I took his length in my hand and guided him inside.
As I pushed his hardness within me to the hilt, Austin broke from the kiss on a gasp, his firm hands nearly bruising my thighs.
Sitting up, I whimpered as Austin pushed inside me, making me so impossibly full, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted to be possessed by him, consumed by him, and when I glanced down into his Italian eyes, I could feel that need in him too.
Stilling my hips, Austin’s neck strained and his thumb stroked soothingly at my thigh. “What’s wrong, baby?”
Taking a shuddering breath, I took hold of his hands and held them up before me. “I want you to touch me.”
Furrowing his brows, Austin asked, “Where, Pix? Touch you where? Just say… just say where.”
As my hands began to shake in nerves, Austin sucked in the corner of his lower lip, and I cautiously guided his hands around to my back.
Austin froze and tried to pull back. “Pix, no. Don’t. I ain’t gotta touch you there. It’s okay. I don’t want to spark your trigger.”
My heart skipped a beat at his thoughtfulness, and I replied, “I want you touch me there. I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine in every way, no barriers in our path.” I lowered my lids in embarrassment and hushed out, “It’s the last of my walls to break down… and… and…”