I need you naked

Needing some skin to skin contact, I reached for his shirt desperate to touch his bare skin.

"No," he barked as he ripped his mouth from mine and grasped my wrist.

"I just needed to touch you." I panted, confused by his complete change of attitude.

"I need you naked. This has to go my way, Azora." His voice was demanding but I could hear a tinge of vulnerability in his statement.

Wanting his possession more than I wanted my next breath, I stood back and removed my scrubs, pulled my t-shirt over my head. Popping open the button of my jeans, I lowered my zipper as I met his eyes with no shyness or hesitation. Shimmying out of the tight jeans, I let them drop to the floor, kicking out of them as they stopped at my ankles.

I stood, my eyes never leaving his, in a very flimsy black silk bra and matching thong.

"Holy Christ. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. How could I let you go?" He breathed reverently as he cupped my cheek and let his finger slide slowly over my face and down to the side of my neck, until he reached the swell of my boobs, accentuated by the barely-there bra.

"It's the expensive lingerie," I said softly, my breath hitching as he caressed the tops of my breasts lightly, making shiver with desire.

"It's you," he answered, his fingers finding way to my back. He unbuckled the bra, it gave way easily, spilling my breasts into his waiting hands. 'You're perfect."

I shook my arms and the material dropped on the floor silently. His hands couldn't wait, he roamed all over my body making me whimper softly. He cupped the tender flesh of my breasts, his thumb teasing my sensitive nibbles. His fingers branded leaving trails of heat wherever he touched.

"Although I love those panties, they need to go," he insisted in a husky voice, a mere whisper, as his mouth nibbled at the lobe of my ear. They were gone in for seconds, my desire to have him inside me intense, my core screaming for relief. Longing and apprehension warred in my mind as I stood in front of Fox, completely naked.

"Fox, I haven't been with anyone before except that time we kinda...."

"How long?" He growled, his hand grabbing my ass possessively.

"You know that, don't you?"

"You're all the woman any man could want or dream about. Exactly what I need." He grunted, placing both his hands on my head pulling me away from his body until my eyes met his.

"I want this, I really do. I want you. I'm just a little nervous," I admitted, my body still singing with arousal. "I don't want to disappoint you considering that it's my first time with a sex prowess."

"Listen to me," he grumbled as his hands fisted in my hair. "You could never, ever disappoint me. I want you so badly I'm ready to lose my mind. I have you. I have control. I make decisions. You have nothing to do except to come, as loud and as long as you want to. You please me Azora, you're different from all of them, as long as I can make you come, I'll be ecstatic."

I sighed, my body relaxing. Fox would make it good. I already knew that. "Then make me cum, Fox. Take me to bed."

He picked me up and placed me in the middle of the bed, pulling the bedding down roughly until it laid crumpled at the end of the bed.

"I want to hear every little cry of pleasure, every sweet little sound you make as you come for me."

The heat flowing over my body spiked to boiling at his growling, sexy words. I closed my eyes, so desperate for him to touch me.

"I'm aroused enough, Fox. For God's sake, touch me before I die of longing." I whined, waiting for him to make a move.

I heard a low, rumbling chuckle as he left the bed, his clothes rustling as they hit the ground. "You're incredibly beautiful, I don't know where to start." His voice was rough, graveled.

I was about to open my mouth to tell him pick any spot, just please start now, when his mouth covered mine. His kiss was so voracious and filled with longing. He was naked and I sighed into his embrace as I felt his blazing hot skin against mine.

His marauding tongue and mouth claimed me over and over, while a wandering hand stroked my boobs, teasing my nipples, sliding over my hip, slipping between my bound, spread legs and into my wet folds.

I broke my mouth from his, panting as his fingers slipped into my tender flesh, brushing over my swollen, sensitive clit. "Please, Fox, Oh God." I needed him. My whole body burned and I jerked at my bindings, desperate for more contact.