“Just savoring the moment.” I smirked before a glint of silver caught my eye.
It couldn’t be, could it?
My thumbs brushed up the length of her black translucent crotchless panties, parting her slit, exposing her to me in the most intimate way.
“No. Fucking. Way!” My gaze snapped to hers in utter disbelief. “You have a hood piercing?”
Her lips tipped up at the corners. “You like?”
I swiftly pulled her down on the carpet, ripped her panties into smithereens, and spread her legs wide, needing a closer look, needing to see everything. All the while, my cock grew impossibly hard behind the confines of my jeans.
“Do I like it?” I was salivating like a goddamned bear who had found the golden honey pot. “Fuck, I knew you were made for me.”
“Because I have a hood piercing?” she queried.
“Yeah, babe, you’ll see. It also makes me want to murder the person who gave it to you.”
I thumbed the silver curved barbell, testing the waters, loving the spontaneous gasps slipping past her lips. The sound went straight to my cock.
“Awfully possessive, aren’t you?” She swallowed roughly.
“Only when it comes to you, Ari. I thought that much was clear.”
“Does it help that it was a woman?”
“Fuuuck!” I roared as what was left of my restraint finally snapped.
The instant my tongue swept up the seam of her slit, her fingers threaded through my hair with a violent force that matched my craving, pulling me closer as she surrendered herself to me so beautifully.
Effortlessly.
Her taste was sheer ecstasy, and I wanted nothing more than to drown myself in her essence. I’d never been with someone who had an intimate piercing, but fuck, did it make her crazyresponsive. I’d barely started and her back was already arched, and her breathing hastened.
She was on the precipice.
I’d planned to edge her, bring her to the brink over and over, but I couldn’t pull myself away. The desire to watch her come undone was something I needed more than my next breath. One more pressured swirl of my tongue, toying with the piercing, had her detonating like a flawless goddess, and I was already starving for another hit.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.”
I shifted my weight upward, leisurely dragging my tongue up over the soft curve of her stomach, enjoying the rise and fall as she floated down from her high. The sound of her labored breathing fed every ounce of the euphoria free-flowing through my veins.
She made me insane with desperation.
I rubbed the silky strings holding the intricately woven bra together between my fingers and pulled. The lace-edged fabric fell to her sides, exposing her full breasts. Ample and heavy, with dusty rose-pebbled peaks. I swirled my tongue around one while tweaking the other with my fingers.
“More, I need more, Jameson.” Her moan slipped breathlessly past her lips.
“Tell me.” I switched and sucked her other nipple between my lips and scissored my teeth. “Tell me what you need.”
“You.”
I licked roughly up the column of her neck as her head tilted to the side, granting me more access before I slid my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her mouth up to mine.
She didn’t hesitate; our kiss was tempestuous.
Passionate and urgent.
Our teeth clashed as we found our pace. Tongues starved, unable to get close enough. I thrust my hips against hers,causing her to lose her stride. I opened my eyes to find hers closed as she tilted her chin up and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.
