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The kiss flamed, but rather than blazing out of control, it only began to burn brighter, hotter, while maintaining the need for a slow, easy caress.
Lips stroked, tongues licked, tasted, and built the desire rising between them.
Touching him was like being in the center of a firestorm, protected, yet awash with the heat. It was like drawing in that heat, filling her soul with it.
The taste of him infused her senses, his kisses growing hungrier as she felt the need rioting inside her.
Dragging her lips back from his, Sierra drew them down the rough flesh of his neck as her hands stroked his hard abs. She nipped and licked, tasted and enjoyed him as she had never enjoyed anything in her life.
She felt as though she were becoming drunk on him. Each taste of him was more intoxicating than the last. When his hands threaded into her hair, his body arching against her, the knowledge she was bringing him pleasure amped her own arousal.
Her nails scraped along his thighs, feeling them tighten beneath her touch as her lips trailed down his abs. She knew where she was going, she knew what she wanted.
His control was shot. John could feel the last threads of restraint beginning to slip through his fingertips despite the battle to hold on to it.
He’d seen Sierra’s face, her expression as she began kissing her way down his body. She wasn’t just pleasuring him, hell, she was finding pleasure in each touch she was giving him. He’d never seen that expression on a woman’s face before. He’d never known of a time that a woman had actually known pleasure just from touching him.
The only way to hold on to that control was simply to watch her, even though he knew that was the fastest way to lose his control.
Swollen lips sipped from the flesh of his abdomen as her nails pricked at his thighs. A delicate pink tongue lapped at the flesh just a breath above the rigid head of his cock as it rose from between his thighs.
Damn, he wanted her. Needed her. But even more, he wanted to watch her face, watch her pleasure.
As her adventurous little tongue licked over the wide, throbbing crest and stole his breath, he watched her eyes darken, her face flushing further. Electric pleasure zipped through his body, sizzling up his spine as his hands tightened in her hair.
Hell, this was torture. It was the worst torture he had ever allowed himself to endure.
Her hot little tongue lapped at the head of his dick before her lips parted and drew it, but only momentarily, into the heated depths of her mouth.
As she released him, a tight grimace pulled at his lips as his fingers tightened further in her hair.
“You’re killing me,” he groaned.
A low, light moan vibrated against his shaft as she licked her way lower, then back to the tight head.
When her lips drew him inside her mouth once again, he swore he nearly lost his mind. She sucked him deep instantly, as though the need for his taste overwhelmed her.
Her fingers cupped his balls timidly, but that hesitancy was sexier than the touch of the most experienced woman who had ever been there. The pleasure of it, the sensations, the sight of her face, her lips surrounding his cock, was exquisite. Hell, the pleasure went so far beyond just the physical sensation of it that he wondered if he could ever make sense of it.
“Damn, Sierra, you’re making me crazy. ” His fingers tightened in her hair once again, holding her in place for just a second as his hips arched slowly.
Then she smacked him.
John jerked back, blinked at the sting in his abs, and her little hand still pressed to it as her head jerked up.
“This is my treat. ” The look in her eyes was determined, fierce, and hungry.
John stared back at her, his eyes narrowing.
“I woke up first,” she informed him. “I started this. So leave me alone to have my fun. ”
Carefully, he laid his hands on the bed, palms down to allow his fingers to curl into the sheets when the pressure became too great.
Sierra proceeded to make him insane.
Her lips and tongue moved over the head of his cock like a hungry sensualist, taking him as he fought to keep his hips from arching, tried to keep from thrusting deeper.
Ah hell. She was going to destroy him.
