I shrugged. “You have a problem with that?”
“No, not at all.”
“Good. Because I would like to give you an A.”
“Don’t you mean an O?”
Such a little smartass. I growled at her and got started.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Daphne
Travis was an absolutebeastin bed. He’d clearly done this a time or two. He pushed my thighs apart, glanced in the mirror, then adjusted my legs again.
“Can you see okay?” he asked. “I know that’s a really crappy mirror.”
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
“Heavens moon, you’re beautiful.” He said it with such raw, unfiltered sincerity that my cheeks flushed with heat, and I had to force myself not to look away.
He kissed the sensitive skin of my inner thighs and, yes, his stubble felt amazing. Opening me with his thumb and forefinger, he lowered his mouth. I arched my back in pure bliss when he pressed his tongue to my clit and moved it skillfully back and forth, and when he gave it a soft suckle, I nearly lost my mind.
“You taste so good,” he said, voice low and rough. “Think you can let go for me?”
I wasn’t sure if that was a rhetorical question or not, but I answered it anyway. “Yes.”
He propped my legs on his shoulders, repositioned me for better access, and lowered his head again. I gripped fistfuls of his hair and moved my hips to the rhythm of his very wicked tongue. I was close already.So close. Hardly a build up from zero to 60, the man drove me like a sportscar. He slipped two fingers inside, then three.
“You’re so wet for me.” His breath was hot against my sex. “I can’t wait until my cock is right here.” He curled his fingers just so and licked me again.
Okay, that did it.My inner muscles tightened around him as he drove me off the edge. An explosion of pleasure shot out from my core, sizzling every nerve ending in my body, as he continued to stroke and suck me. I was pretty sure I just screamed his name, because he made a deep masculine sound in response.
The pleasure was so intense, so powerful, it was almost too much. Sensing this, he lifted his mouth, but kept his fingers inside, letting me ride out the most spectacular orgasm I’d ever had.
“Gorgeous,” he said, almost to himself.
A quick glance in the mirror showed he was stroking himself. A self-satisfied thrill shot through me. He reallydidlike doing this, I guess.
“Here. Let me help with that.” I reached for him, trying to pull him up.
“Uh uh,” he said, pressing his thumb to my swollen and extremely sensitive clit again, making me suck in a breath through my teeth. “Not yet. I want you to have another one like this, but with just my fingers. I plan to use my mouth for other things. Think you can do that for me?” He was peering up at me from between my legs, his dark eyes a beautiful wolfish yellow now.
I swallowed.Anotherone? I was pretty sure I’d break apart first, but I trusted him and realized that I wanted to do what he asked of me. At least for right now. Tomorrow was another story. “Okay. I’ll try.”
He kissed my inner thigh. “That’s a good girl. You’re going to get an A for sure.”
My laugh quickly turned to a soft moan as he slid partially up my body to pull one of my nipples into his mouth. It felt so good as he suckled and teased one pebbled tip, while gently pinching the other one between his thumb and forefinger. I rocked my hips forward, trying to remind him I had a void inside that needed to be filled by him.
If he wouldn’t give me his cock, then I wanted his fingers.Now. But he ignored me, sliding up further to kiss my mouth, and I tasted myself on his tongue. I reached between us to wrap my fingers around him, but he jerked his hips back and his heavy erection slipped from my hand.
“Not yet,” he commanded, finally pushing his fingers into me again. “Just you.”
Then he did this thing with his thumb, combined with his tongue flicking my nipple, and I was coming again.
I cried out and gripped his shoulders to keep him in place as my inner muscles tightened around him.
How had I never experienced something like this before? He made it seem so easy, so effortless as he turned my world upside down and inside out.
