His dimples flashed.“Focus only on me.”
She was too aware of her racing heart.Of the mad chorus of thoughts rolling in her head.I won’t be able to come for him.He’ll get frustrated.He’ll get impatient.He won’t enjoy me.
“Where do you want my hands, sweets?”
They weren’t on her.They were beside her, pushing into the mattress.
“Where do you want them?Say it.Tell me.”
“I want…” Why was this so hard?“Take off my pants.”She’d already kicked off her shoes on her own.
He nodded.“Done.”He eased back.His hand went to her waist, and he unbuttoned the pants.Unzipped them.Slowly pulled them down over her hips and her legs and then he tossed them on the floor.
She wet her lips.
He was staring at the black panties she wore.He crouched between her legs—legs she’d spread wide.Maybe she’d even just spread them a bit wider.She waited for him to touch her.
He didn’t.
“Talk to me,” he ordered.“Where do you want my fingers?”
She closed her eyes.Maybe it would be easier if she didn’t stare at him directly.“In me.”Husky.
“Your wish is my command.”His fingers slid over the crotch of her panties, and Lily hissed out a sharp breath.
Then those nimble fingers of his were darting under the edge of her panties.Rubbing over her clit, and she arched toward him, helpless.The spike of pleasure she felt shocked her.She bit her lower lip to hold back a moan when one long finger pressed into her.One, then another.
“Aw, Lily.You’re so tight.But it’s been a while, hasn’t it?Because you were waiting for me.”
No, no, she hadn’t been waiting for him.She’d just been—no one else understood.She’d been tired of lovers who?—
“Talk to me.”
Her eyes opened.
His thumb pressed against her clit.Rubbed.“Tell me that you want me to lick you.”
“I want…”Say it.“I want you to lick me.”
His hand pulled back immediately.She arched, missing his touch, hating that he’d pulled back when she was enjoying the feel of his fingers against her.
Fabric tore.Ripped.Her panties?She craned to look down, now wanting to see him.Needing to see him.
“Not sorry at all about that.”He tossed the scrap that had been her panties to the floor.His warm hands pressed to the inside of her thighs, and he slowly pushed them apart even more.“Watch me lick you.”His head lowered.
His mouth got closer and closer and her breath heaved out because this was…he was…
His mouth touched her.A soft kiss.
She grabbed for the covers.
Because…
He stopped being so careful.
He began to lick her.To taste her.Demanding.Taking her over and over with his tongue.Tongue, lips.Tasting and licking and taking, and one hand left her thigh so that he could push his fingers into her as he took and took and licked her clit like he was maddened.Desperate and greedy and the emotions and needs surging through her were so strong that they scared her.
Can’t let go.Can’t.
