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He was stroking his erection again, his fingers tightening at the base as she bent to loosen the heels she wore.
“Leave the shoes and the stockings,” he growled, reaching out to thread his fingers through her hair before she lifted her head.
“Eve,” he whispered her name, but the command, the dominance in his tone left her trembling. “If I ask for something and you’re uncomfortable, make certain the discomfort is because you’re not certain you want it rather than because of your innocence. ”
He was trying to still the demand in his tone and give the statement more of the appearance of a request, but she knew what he was doing, just as she knew what he wanted.
He held her head, staring back at her as he stroked his erection, and Eve felt a shudder race through her as he slowly released his grip on her hair.
She straightened, restraining a low groan as he rose and hel
d her shoulders, slowly turning her to the bed as his lips lowered to hers once again, moving against them, sipping at her lips, tasting her as his hands stroked down her back to her hips.
His lips shifted to her neck, stimulating and exciting the sensitive flesh as Eve trembled beneath him. She tipped her neck to the side, arching against him, and the hard, engorged shaft of his cock pressed against her lower stomach. Heat and steely strength throbbed against her, dragging a whimpering cry from her lips as need overcame hesitancy.
Eve’s lips found his chest, brushed the small disk of a male nipple, and she gloried in the sudden tension that tightened his body. One hand buried itself in her hair as the other gripped her thigh, holding her to him.
Easing her lips lower, Eve caressed the broad expanse of his chest one kiss at a time until the fingers buried in her hair tightened, easing her lips lower.
She knew what he wanted. She could feel it in the press of his fingers in her hair, the waiting stillness of his body.
Gripping his lean hips with trembling hands, Eve lowered her head down his torso, her tongue peeking out to sample the dark male taste of him. Slowly easing lower, she paused inches above the broad, throbbing crest awaiting her attention.
She’d never done this before. She’d dreamed about it, but she never actually tasted a man so intimately. And she found herself so nervous now, so uncertain.
Brogan pulled back.
Staring up at him in surprise, she gripped his hips, not ready quite yet to admit to failure. Her lips pressed against the strength of his abdomen, she closed her eyes, uncertain what to do.
“Sit on the bed. ” The growl in his voice was a rasp of pure hunger.
Eve sat on the bed, finding herself at the perfect level now for what he wanted. His hand slid into her hair again as his fingers wrapped around the pulsing shaft.
There was no request, no apology. Her gaze jerked up to his as the broad head was slowly pushing against her lips.
“Open your mouth over it. ” He groaned, his expression demanding. “Suck it into your mouth. ”
Her lips parted over the bulging crest, a whimper escaping her as the slow penetration of her mouth sent a surge of sensation racing to the depths of her pussy.
Her clit was a swollen knot of sensual agony, aching with a force she hadn’t expected as her lips finally closed over the full breadth of his cock head.
It was a powerful feeling, the intimacy of holding such erotic strength with nothing but the pleasure her mouth could bring him.
The second her lips closed around the width of the throbbing crest, instinct seemed to take over. Everything she had read, every time she had tried to practice what she read with the erotic toy she had bought, came to her rescue. Her natural sensuality and the hungry need filling her did the rest.
Caressing him, her nails rasping against his flesh, Eve lowered her hands from his hips to his thighs. The fingers of one hand curled around the heavy shaft throbbing beneath her lips, while the fingers of the other found the taut sac drawn tight to the base of his cock.
Forcing her gaze to meet his, Eve watched the steely depths of his eyes flare, the color darkening as his hard jaw tightened with a noticeable clench.
She sucked the fierce heat of the broad crest into her mouth. Eve flicked her tongue beneath the flared head, rubbing at the sensitive underside with her tongue. Caressing and sucking the throbbing head, she closed her eyes. She stroked the hard shaft, her nails rasping over the tightened flesh of his balls before she cupped them, weighted it as a harsh groan sounded above her.
Brogan watched her face, the flushed, delicate features absorbed, suffused with sensuality as the heated dampness of her mouth tightened on the head of his cock. His fingers fisted in her hair, the silky midnight length like living warmth in his hand. Holding the soft strands, clutching them, he fought to keep from pushing her faster than she was ready; he wanted to let her find her own rhythm, her own pleasure in him.
And she was killing him with that pleasure. Each heated stroke of her hot little mouth, the silken glide of her delicate fingers, lanced his balls with heat. His shaft throbbed furiously as her mouth destroyed him with each sweet draw, with each stroke of her fingers and lash of her tongue.
She was pushing him to an edge he’d never known before, one no other woman had ever pushed him to. As inexperienced as she was, as nervous as she had been starting out, she was destroying him now, moving her mouth up and down, suckling and licking and sending pulsing flares of incredible sensation racing through his cock.
“Fuck, Eve. ” He couldn’t hold back the rough groan as the sensations threatened to send him exploding into her mouth. “Sweet baby. Sweet, sweet fucking Eve. ”
