She raises her brows in question. “You’ve never…”
“No.” I lean forward and press my lips against hers. “Not this.” Then I trail my fingers down her body, following along with my mouth until I reach her breasts. “Not this either,” I say as I take her nipple in my mouth and suck.
She arches her back, her fingers diving deep in my hair.
“Ah,” she whispers. “That feels amazing.”
I smile against her skin as I move to the other breast and lavish it with the same attention.
My abilities start running rampant as shadows act without me speaking—they listen to my deepest instincts as they lift us in the air and carefully lay us on the bed.
She lands softly on her back, the bed dipping under our combined weight. My mouth doesn’t leave her skin even for a second.
I continue trailing wet kisses all over her stomach, moving lower and lower until…
She stiffens. My hands are on her hips, my fingers digging into her ass as my face hovers over her core.
“Uhm, Nyk?”
“Yes?”
“What are you doing?”
“I think you know what I want to do,” I murmur, my breath fanning over her pubic bone. “You’ve read about it in that last book.”
“Uh, what?” She squeaks.
“You think I wouldn’t be curious to see what you read?”
Her face turns an even deeper red as she turns her head to the side in embarrassment.
“You… want to do that to me?” Her voice comes out soft and small, almost uncertain.
“I’d love nothing more.”
Her scent is already filling my nostrils, sweeter than any cake I’ve ever had.
She parts her legs, fitting them over my shoulders in silent approval.
I inhale deeply. I’ve always loved the smell of her—the only thing I’ve ever associated with home. But this? This is pure heaven.
Nuzzling my face against her wet folds, I press an open-mouth kiss right at her core. The taste catches me by surprise. It’s sweet and almost fruity and the moment her arousal coats my tongue, my cock nearly doubles in size.
Her hips bolt off the mattress. Her hands are back in my hair, digging into my scalp as she presses my face deeper into her.
“Ah, Nyk. That. Do that again.”
I don’t know exactly what she’s referring to, but I lay another kiss there, employing the same technique I did when I was kissing herotherlips. It seems to work. Her body’s moving wildly, her legs squeezing my head and caging me in.
And when I suck on a particular bud, she lets out a loud moan and pulls my hair even tighter—I think she might have torn some clumps.
Her cries of pleasure intensify the more I suck and nibble on her bud. I apply more pressure on it and that’s when her entire body starts spasming. Her grip on me becomes tighter, rougher, but that pain tells me I’m doing something right.
Fuck yes!
Her arousal floods my mouth and I lick every drop, consuming every little thing she has to give me. And when her tremors finally subside, I move slowly up her body.
She holds her arms open for me to nestle in between them. She reaches for me, her lips on mine, tasting herself on me.
