The Beautiful Ones by Adrianne Byrd

Author:Adrianne Byrd [Byrd, Adrianne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Series, Contemporary, United States, Harlequin Kimani Arabesque, African American, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 0373534809
Amazon: B007JK59EG
Publisher: Kimani Arabesque
Published: 2012-06-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Ophelia wanted to learn everything Solomon could teach. Yet, she didn’t quite understand how he was able to send her from one heavenly plateau to another. First it was his kisses, his hands, and then his talented tongue. And now with his heavy sex pressed against the apex of her womanhood, she was positively quaking for what would come next.

She heard the small rip of the condom packet and watched him through the mesh of her lowered lashes as he sheathed his hard member with the lubricated latex. This was actually going to happen, she realized. It was her last chance to back out.

She almost laughed at the thought. There was no way in the world she was going to back out of this now. She had waited too long and come too far.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

Solomon’s passion-filled baritone forced her gaze to leap up and meet his boldly. “Shut up and kiss me,” she ordered with a lazy smile.

He did just that. He liked her boldness and even liked the little moans she made, too, when he drew her closer. Gently, he separated her thighs with one of his own, and then braced his weight on his elbows so that his body covered hers.

Solomon worried about the initial pain she would feel, and then worried whether his length and size would be too much for a virgin. But worrying didn’t mean he was backing out.

There was no way in hell he was doing that.

However, if he didn’t enter her soon, he was going to go insane. He distracted her with kisses and forced her to hold still by holding the sides of her hips. He hesitated at her soft entry, and then eased in slowly.

Ophelia gasped; but when he continued to sink deeper, she cried out. “Stop, stop. Wait, wait.” She needed to catch her breath, yet couldn’t.

“Shh, shh. Don’t move,” Solomon instructed. “Just relax and let your body adjust.”

Tears leaked from her eyes as she followed his instructions. To her amazement, the pain was already ebbing away.

Solomon kissed the tracks of her tears. “Tell me again if you truly want me to stop.”

Her eyes met his, and she was mesmerized by their intensity and felt that, somehow, she was drowning in their depths.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Slowly, she shook her head.

“I want to hear you say it,” he whispered.

“No,” she answered in the same silky tone. “I don’t want you to stop,” she added to make sure that she was clear. When he moved inside her, the pain blended with something sweet—something wonderful.

Solomon drew a few deep breaths in order to maintain his control. She was so sinfully tight and warm that he feared he would explode prematurely. Soon, soft lyrical moans tumbled from her lips, and still he was able to maintain a sliver of control.

“Don’t stop, Sol. Don’t ever stop,” she panted.

During his slow, measured strokes, Solomon buried his face in the crook of her neck and groaned at the exquisite feel of her.

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