“Reading?”
“Research, really.On oral sex techniques and how to enhance a woman’s pleasure.”
I lifted my brows in surprise.“Seriously?”
“I never do anything half-assed.I aim for perfection and one hundred percent satisfaction.”
That made a smile tickle my mouth.“I almost thought you were going to saycustomersatisfaction.”
“I almost did.But then that would make me sound like a gigolo.And you haven’t paid me a dime for my services, lady.”
I fell back laughing as he shouldered my legs wider apart.Even now, as I was on the precipice of an orgasm and his lips and chin were shiny from my arousal, the man could find a way to make me laugh.Find a way to make me relax even more.“Sure,” I said with a sigh.“Never had a finger up there before, but I’ve heard it’s a good time.Let’s see what your research says.”I lifted my head just long enough to catch him grinning like a Cheshire cat.
“I think you’re going to like it.”Then he dove back in.
While sucking on my clit like it was an Everlasting Gobstopper, and sliding two fingers into my pussy, he pumped and sucked in a rhythm that had my thighs shaking.Then he encouraged me to lift my butt a little and relax as he slowly slid one finger into my tight hole.It hurt just a smidge at first, probably because I was tense and refused to loosen up.But after a few swirls of his finger, gathering lubricant from my pussy, and some deep breaths from me, he managed to slide inside and there was no more discomfort.
Then came the magic.
With a finger in my ass, two in my pussy, and his lips sucking hard on my clit, I was feeling things I’d never felt before.New erogenous zones were being woken up.My thighs trembled on either side of his head as he worked his fingers in and out, back and forth, rubbing them against each other inside of me.
“Jesus,” I moaned.
“Not Jesus doing this to you …”
Fucking hell, he was funny.
“You’re going to come in my mouth and then on my cock.Got it?”
Where the heck did this bossy, dominating side come from?Was that part of his nighttime reading too?
Tell her when and where she’s going to come.Women like that.
While I couldn’t speak for all womankind, this woman sure as hell liked it.I would do as I was told, like a good girl, and come in his mouth, then come on his cock.Two orgasms during what was supposed to be a quickie nooner?Sure.Why not?
He continued with the perfect rhythm of his fingers, sliding them in and out of me as he sucked my clit until I thought it might fall off.I was close.Really freaking close.
But then he did something else.He pressed up with his fingers in my pussy, and I suddenly felt the need to pee, but also explode into a million tiny pieces.
“Wh-what’s that?”
“G-spot,” he said, not stopping.
“Fuuuuck …” My fingers tightened in the duvet cover as he sucked harder and pressed up harder on that special little button I’d never even found.I ignored that urge to pee and focused on the other sensations.On the pressure and the way a newfound heat spread through me from where his fingers were.I could feel the climax building.Like a tsunami gaining momentum at sea, pulling back before it rushed the shore and devastated everything in its path.
My knuckles cramped, but I didn’t care.I focused on what he was doing and how unbelievably well he was doing it.
The tidal wave was getting closer to the beach now.It was big and mighty, unforgiving and going to drench everything.I feared for my life.
Then he took a deep breath, pulled my clit back into his mouth and sucked again—and the wave reached the shore and beyond.My body exploded from the inside out as that tidal wave of pleasure crashed through me with overwhelming force.Everything in my body went rigid, my back arched and my hips lifted, pressing my pussy even more against his face.I wasn’t sure he could breathe, but it wasn’t my responsibility right now to tell him to come up for air.
His finger on my G-spot wiggled and pressed, heightening and prolonging my orgasm until I thought I might pass out.My toes curled, my fingers tried to shred the fabric of his bedspread, and my chest heaved with each ragged breath.I wasn’t sure how long it went on for, but eventually everything that goes up must come down—including my hips.I exhaled long and slow as my muscles loosened and relaxed.My fingers released their death grip on the duvet cover, and I allowed the aftershocks to ripple through me as I attempted to collect the millions of pieces of my soul that had just gloriously shattered.
Gently, Lennox pulled his fingers free and released my clit.I vaguely recalled the sound of him standing up, and of a sink running down the hall.I didn’t move.
I couldn’t.
A soft, low rumble of a laugh was the only indication that he was back in the room.“You going to be able to stay awake?”he asked, grabbing me by the hip and rolling me onto my belly.I flopped over like a ragdoll.
