“What?”
“My safe word is zucchini.” Her voice is stronger as she answers.
I grin. I’m sure there’s a story there, but that’s for another time. She needs relief, and I’m going to make sure she gets it.
“Okay, little bit. If you need to stop for any reason, say ‘zucchini,’ and we’ll stop and talk about what’s wrong. If you need a break, say ‘yellow.’ I need to trust that you’ll use your words.” I infuse my words with dominance.
“I will.” Her gaze focuses on me as if I might disappear. I wish I could read her mind.
My gaze locks with hers as I lower my lips to hers, inhaling her sweet scent, but giving her a moment to change her mind, before I get my first taste. It’s everything I’ve dreamed of and more.
Her lips are soft, warm, and they part beneath mine, our breath mingling. With more gentleness than I’ve ever used in my life, I slip my tongue between her parted lips, getting my first taste—like toothpaste and something uniquely her. Heaven. It’s intoxicating, and I need more.
Taking my time, I learn the shape of her mouth; tongue sliding over her teeth, tangling with her tongue. Owning her mouth the way I’ll eventually own her body. I don’t pull away until we’ve both panting. My cock is harder than it’s ever been in my life. If I don’t distract myself soon, I’ll come in my underwear like a teenager.
“Are you okay, Sweetpea?” I’m close enough to her now that, even in the dim light, I can see the flush of her skin, how her pupils have expanded to cover most of her pale blue eyes.
“Yes. Green.” She reaches for me, hovering over my shoulders like she’s waiting for permission to put her hands on me.
I lean into her touch. “You can touch me anywhere but my cock, my precious girl.” Her hands are hot through the fabric of my T-shirt, but I crave the feel of her skin against mine. I sit back to pull the shirt over my head, then toss it across the bed.
“Shit,” she whispers. “Just like my books.”
I don’t think I’m meant to hear her, but I smirk. Oh yeah, my girl reads romance, but does she read Daddy books? I can’t wait to find out.
Taking her mouth with another mind-melting kiss, I pull away far enough to kiss down her neck and nibble on her earlobe. She moans and arches against me.
“Good, baby?”
“Hell, yes.” Her voice is breathy, filled with desire.
My chest fills with satisfaction as I take in her blissed-out look, and I’ve barely started. I continue to kiss and lick down her chest to her breasts. Her nipples are rosy and beaded into hard points. With my hand around her breast, I knead it and pinch the nipple, watching her reaction.
Her quiet moans are all I need to encourage me. After sliding my tongue over her nipple, inhaling more of her flowery scent, I take it between my lips and suck. She writhes beneath me as I increase the suction, then I bite down hard on the tip, giving her a taste of pain.
“Fuck, oh God, don’t stop.”
Her words make me drip more. My girl likes a bit of pain with her pleasure, and I couldn’t be happier. “I’m not stopping until you’re screaming my name so loudly that my brothers hear you,” I say, then switch breasts, repeating my licks and nibbles.
My cock is protesting, and I reach down to adjust it in my boxer briefs. I’m so hard, it’s painful. The base of my spine tingles as my balls draw up. In danger of coming in my pants, I don’t care. I may have just met Jaclyn, but I already know she’s going to be the most important person in my world—she already is. A chill races down my spine when I remember the threat to my family. Then I quickly push it away.
She’s too easy to read; if she were truly hiding a devious side, I would have seen it by now. No, she’s innocent, and I’ll prove it to my family. No one will hurt my little bit but me.
“I need…” She sighs.
“I know, and I’m going to give it to you. I’ve been dying to taste you.”
“What?” She jerks her head up to look at me as she tries to close her legs, but I slide between them as I work my way down her sexy body.
“I’m going to eat your pussy,” I respond as she shakes her head and struggles to pull away from me.
“No… I’ve never… No one’s…”
Wait, what? She can’t be saying what I think she is. “No one has ever gone down on you?”
“No. Never.” She’s shaking her head like I’m crazy for asking. “I don’t date much, and the couple of guys I went out with in college couldn’t have found my clit with a map.” Her eyes widen as she realizes what she said and slaps a hand over her mouth.
“It’s okay, baby. You’re going to love it, I promise, and if you want me to stop, use your safe word. Unless you want to use it now?” I’m leaning over her pussy, close enough to inhale her musky scent, and my mouth is watering for a taste.
