“So this is what I’ve been missing all these years,” he murmured, low and rough. “Have mercy.”
Lexi’s knees went weak.
As he lifted her, she wrapped her arms around his neck, shivering at the feel of his bare chest pressed against hers. A moment later she felt him lowering her to the enormous bed and easing over her, his heavy body enveloping her with his heat and strength.
She trembled everywhere he touched her, with his hands and his eyes. He palmed her aching breasts, pushing them together. And then he lowered his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. She gasped and arched backward.
As his marauding lips closed in on the other nipple, his hand glided down to the apex of her thighs. She moaned as his fingers teased and probed the slick, swollen folds of her sex. She thrust her hips against him, shaking with need. And when he slipped two fingers inside her, she cried out and clamped her thighs around his hand, trapping him there.
“So juicy,” he groaned low, his lips caressing her jaw as he stroked inside her. “So damn sweet andjuicy.”
She mewled with pleasure, her hips undulating against him as she rode his wicked fingers.
“I need to taste you.” He glided down her body, his lips moving between her breasts and down her quivering belly as she struggled for breath. He settled between her thighs, his massive shoulders spreading them wide.
“So beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely, his lips poised over her clitoris. “All these years.All these years.”
He lifted those glittering eyes, his gaze locking with hers. And then he pressed his hot mouth to her engorged sex. Her hips arched off the bed as a strangled cry erupted from her throat. His hand gripped her waist, anchoring her in place, giving her no reprieve from the sensual onslaught to come.
He suckled her clit as his fingers worked inside her, thrusting with deep, erotic strokes. Lexi twisted, dug her heels into the bed and clutched the back of his head, the silky texture of his close-cut hair rasping her palms. Soon she was groaning and shaking, shuddering from the gut-wrenching pleasure of his mouth on her. Just when she thought she couldn’t possibly take any more without dying, he did something with his tongue, something that should be illegal in all U.S. states and territories.
Her eyes flew wide-open, and she screamed his name as waves of violent ecstasy crashed through her, racking her body with such powerful convulsions she seriously wondered whether she’d go into cardiac arrest.
Quentin gathered her against him, his expression both tender and savagely aroused as he watched her come for what seemed an eternity.
When the tremors had finally tapered off, she stared up at him with a look of astonished wonder. She’d always known he was an experienced lover, but she couldn’t have imagined the depths to which he’d master her body, making it weep.
As she watched, he slid his fingers from her vagina and slowly drew them into his mouth. The blatant carnality of the gesture sent ripples of lust charging through her belly.
“Sweetness,” he husked, holding her gaze as he sucked his wet fingers.“Sweetness.”
Lexi blushed with pleasure, his pet name for her taking on a whole new meaning.
Bending his head, he captured her mouth in a deep, provocative kiss that had her moaning as she tasted herself on his lips and tongue.
Drawing back from her, he rose to his knees and pulled down his shorts. She gasped, her eyes widening as she got her very first look at his penis. It was an absolute thing of beauty. Long, thick and honest-to-goodnesshuge,curving up toward his stomach.
No wonder women keep coming back for more,Lexi thought as her mouth watered and her clit tightened and throbbed with greedy anticipation.
He retrieved a foil packet from the bedside table, tore it open with his teeth and quickly rolled the condom over that bulging erection. She quivered as he stroked his fingers between her legs, then smeared her juices over the condom. As he slipped between her thighs, a shudder rippled through her as the engorged head of his penis nudged the slippery folds of her sex. She wrapped her legs around his waist, wanting him inside her.
Poised above her, his weight braced on both arms and his hands on either side of her head, Quentin gazed down at her. The piercing, focused intensity in his eyes let her know that he recognized the profound significance of this moment. Just one thrust of his hips would take them from friends to lovers. And there would be no turning back.
But Lexi knew that they’d long since passed the point of no return.
So she gave a slight nod, and something like relief and gratitude flashed across Quentin’s face.
They stared into each other’s eyes as he slowly pushed inside her, stretching her almost unbearably. They shuddered and groaned in mutual ecstasy. Slowly he sank deeper, sheathing himself to the base. The pleasure was so sharp, so excruciatingly intense, that they shared a heated look and whispered at the same time, “Don’t come yet.”
They both laughed, soft, shaky laughs that quickly turned into groans as Quentin began moving inside her. She tightened her thighs around him and wrapped her arms around his back, so broad her fingers couldn’t meet in a circle. He groaned again as she caught his rhythm, her hips surging upward to meet each deep, penetrating stroke.
“Ah, Lex. Lex,Lex,” he chanted, his low, raspy voice driving her insane. “You feel so damn incredible.”
“So do you,” she moaned.
“Is it good, sweetness?”
“Sooogood.”
