Free Exposed by Deborah Bladon

his lips kiss a trail to my neck. "You're so beautiful," he whispers into my skin.
    I don't resist when he moves to the other strap and the dress starts to fall. I look down. My nipples are so hard. My breasts heaving under the heavy breaths from my body. The scar is there.  It's on display.
    He leans down and takes one of my nipples into his mouth. I moan at the sensation. His tongue traces an outline, pulling the hard bud between his teeth. It's a mix of pure pleasure and pain. I groan at the sensation. I whimper when I feel the cold air attack my nipple as he moves his mouth to the other. He claims it with his hand before pushing the tender flesh into his mouth. I claw at his shirt, wanting desperately to feel his skin against mine.
    "You want this," he growls. "You want me, don't you?"
    "So much," I say through a moan.
    He scoops me up in one movement into his arms. His lips fall hard into mine as he walks down the hallway. "I'm going to show you how much I want you." His voice is low and rough.
    He sets me down on the floor in a dimly lit bedroom. I sense my dress being pulled down. I don't move. I want to soak in every moment of this. I want to know what it's like to be taken by a man like this. Even if it's just for tonight. Even if all I get of him is this one moment.
    I watch as he quickly undresses himself. My eyes run slowly down his body, taking in the muscles of his arms, his chest and his abdomen. I settle on his cock. It's thick, strong and hard. He wants me just as much as I want him.
    He pushes me lightly back onto the bed before he slides my soaked panties down my legs. "I love how wet you get."
    I ache to be touched. I almost whimper at the first whisper of his hand on my breast again. "I want this," I say. I don't care what I'm supposed to feel or want. I can't think. All I can do is ache for him.
    "I have to taste you." He's on his knees at the edge of the bed, pulling my body towards him. "I've been craving this taste for days."
    I push my back into the bed to raise my hips. I know the pleasure that is about to come, I want to drink in every second of it. I want to feel it in every corner of my body, of my mind and of my heart.
    I gasp at the first touch of his tongue on my clitoris. Just seeing his cock has made me so aroused. I know it won't take much to throw me over the edge into complete and utter euphoria.
    "I love the taste of you." He laps at me greedily, pulling my desire to the surface swiftly. I pull on his hair as I come hard. I scream. I can't hold back the emotions. It's too good. It's too much.
    "You were so ready." He's hovering above me now. His lips fall into mine and I get my first taste of my own desire.
    "I want..." I can't finish my thought. I feel his cock rub against my thigh. It's so heavy, so full. I've never been with a man like this.
    "Fuck, Sadie. Fuck." He grabs my hair, pushing it from my forehead before he presses his lips against me. "I'm clean. Tell me you're clean and on the pill."
    I nod. "I am," I say. I haven't been with anyone since Will. "Please," I beg. "Inside of me."
    I push my hips off the bed, trying to coax his cock with my slick cleft. I want him to slide into me. I want to feel that now. I'm going to explode.
    He moans as he enters me slowly. "You are so fucking tight." His breath is labored, his heart pounding against my chest.
    I groan as he pushes deeper. It's so much. I move my hips trying to accommodate more of him. He feels so deep already.
    "I can't control it," he hisses before he pushes himself onto his elbows and fully into me.
    I cry out at the sharp burst of pain. "Hunter."
    "Christ. Christ." He finds his rhythm as his lips skirt across mine. "I've waited forever for this," he whispers into my mouth. "Forever."
    I hold onto his arms, pushing up with every thrust. The pleasure is so deep within me. He grabs my hips pulling them up from the bed. I gasp at the sensation of his cock hitting me in my most sensitive spot. I can't hold back. I'm going