...Part Two...
- Ember Holbrook -
I gaze at Troy as I feel my cheeks heat and butterflies flutter inside my stomach. A giddy feeling washes over me at the thought of him wanting to kiss me. Troy Lancaster, Greek God and billionaire, wants to kiss me?
"I'd like that," I admit.
Then, his lips capture mine. I grip his shoulders as his tongue runs along my top and bottom lips, teasing me and showing me what is to come. His hands run up my thighs and start to sift under my dress, making me shiver, goosebumps rising on my skin. I gasp when a hand reaches my panties. His tongue plunges into my mouth and I moan, pressing against him. He groans and rolls us so I'm straddling his lap. I feel his hardened member beneath me at the crotch of my panties and a thrill passes through me.
Troy sits up as we continue to kiss, his hands cupping my cheeks. He breaks away long enough to catch his breath and then his lips are on my neck, pressing against my pulse.
"You don't know how long I've wanted to do this, baby. You have no idea," he growls huskily.
I writhe in his lap. "I've never done anything like this before," I whisper.
He pulls back immediately. "You're a virgin?" He questions incredulously. I nod in affirmation. "How?"
"Nobody interested me in college and high school and the one guy I dated couldn't stand that I was a virgin so, he slept with anything that occupied a pair of legs," I explain. "Are you mad?"
His features soften tremendously. "No, I'm not mad, Em. More along the lines of grateful. I'll be the only one to see you like that, the only one to make love to you, and the only one to f**k you," he rumbles.
Oh, boy, that's good stuff.
"Oh, well that's a relief," I mutter.
He chuckles deeply. "God, you're cute," he says before sealing his lips back onto mine.
A few kisses in, the passionate frenzy kicks in for the second time. Troy hands cup my butt roughly as he grinds my nether regions against his, making me moan and whimper. I scratch at his shoulders as a hurricane of sensations form inside me. Then, Troy's fingers rip at my panties until they turn to shreds and he tosses them away, letting them fall to the floor beside us.
"I want you to touch me, sweet pea," he whispers in my ear.
He guides one of my hands to the band of his pants where I can feel him straining against the zipper, hot and hard as a rock. I unbutton them and bring the zipper down slowly. I trace the band of his briefs with my fingertips as his start to unzip my dress. A second later, my dress is gone and I'm left in nothing but a strapless bra. Once I'm naked, Troy pulls back to look at me. I blush furiously and cover my chest. He stops me.
"Don't hide from me, baby. Trust me to take care of you," he says.
I relax at his words and drop my arms. His eyes scan my body as if he's memorizing me.
"So beautiful," he whispers, almost to himself before running his tongue around a puckered n****e. His left hand still cups my butt and the other massages my other n****e. Shocks course through my body and I arch, moving deeper into his mouth.
"Do you want this, Em?"