“You feel good,” he said. “I like how you touch me.” His eagerness trickled out and she ran her fingertip over his smooth pink head so that it glistened. His smoldering gaze turned her insides to liquid. He slid his hands into her hair, grabbing fistfuls. “Taste me.”
It had been years since she’d taken a man into her mouth. She eased his head inside and ran her tongue over the smooth skin.
He bit out a low, deep groan. “Oh, Brigit.”
Hearing him say her name triggered a maelstrom of passion. Moaning, she pushed his shaft deeper and sucked. Evil tasted good. It would be easy to unleash her pent-up inhibitions until he exploded in her mouth. But this man didn’t deservethat, so she slowed to a stop and pulled off.
A far-away drunken look lit up his handsome face. She started to wipe her glistening mouth, but he grasped her hand, pulled her to him, and devoured her in a hungry kiss. His wet shaft pressed against her belly. She couldn’t wait to take him inside her.
He knelt in front of her and stared into her eyes. Though captivated by his essence, she liked seeing him on his knees at her feet. With a delicate touch, she fingered the hair from his eyes. As she pulled her hand away, he kissed it. Evil was definitely a charmer.
His penetrating gaze floated over her breasts. With his warm breath caressing her tummy, he blazed a path of sensual kisses down to her panties. No other man hadevermade her feel so unhinged and she quivered from his tender touch.
Moving at a snail’s pace, he covered her bottom with his large hands and kissed her sweet spot through the lace. As the anticipation consumed her, she kept reminding herself to breathe. Peering into her eyes, his dilated pupils were half hidden behind heavy lids. “My turn.”
Oh. Yes.
One quick tug and her panties landed on the floor. He ran his fingers down her thighs, pressed his face to her pubic hair and kissed the hood of her clitoris. She was a mass of explosive nerves and he’d barely touched her. Like a coiled cat, she was ready to pounce.
Nudging her legs apart, he stroked her with his tongue. Long deep licks, light quick flicks. She moaned and tugged his hair.
“Mmm.” He pinned her with a searing gaze. “Your pearl is perfect.”
Ohmygod.Her knees wobbled. She thrust her hips toward him and fisted chunks of hair. As he ran his tongue along her opening and over her clit, she started losing control. Chugging in air, she rested her knees against his chest for support.
He slid two fingers inside her, thrusting in and out while his tongue circled over her tender mound. She groaned, loudly, and gyrated against his face. Tiny yellow stars floated into view, then disappeared when she remembered to breathe.
“You’re dripping wet and taste so good.”
At the sound of his hypnotic voice, she opened her eyes. Her juices slicked his mouth. Never having seen anything so sexy, her knees buckled. He grabbed her hips to steady her, then tongued her with fast, hard strokes. Moaning, he thrust his fingers back inside.
His guttural sounds crashed through her ears. Then everything blurred into a blinding frenzy, the orgasm ripping through her. Crying out, she convulsed wildly against him, surrendering to the pounding waves of ecstasy.
Slowly, she floated back and opened her eyes. When her gaze found his, he stood and wrapped his arms around her, devouring her in a kiss that went on and on. Boneless, she relaxed into him, unable to support her weight.
As if she were his, he carefully removed her stilettos, scooped her up, and laid her on the bed. Crawling over her, he smiled. “Nothing snarky?”
Fighting a grin, she replied, “Not at the moment, but it’s temporary, I assure you.”
He gave her a lingering kiss, then lay sideways, facing her. “There it is.”
“There’s what?”
“A glimpse of your beautiful smile. Well worth my efforts.”
Though she tried smothering her expression, she couldn’t. As soon as she rolled toward him, he stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers, caressed her shoulder and breasts, then thumbed her engorged nipples. Adrenaline streaked through her. She wanted his mouth locked on her nipples and his hard shaft inside her. And she wanted all of him all night long.
As his fingers trailed her heated skin, she soaked up his beauty, hoping that, like a camel drinking his fill of water, she would quench her insatiable thirst for him. When their lustful night ended and she was left with only a memory, she could call upon her overflowing reserves.
With a light hand on her chin, he tilted her face toward his and kissed her. Their tender exchange soon turned ravenous. Panting, he reached into his night table drawer. With the condom packet in hand, he asked, “Do we need this?”
Medical reasons kept her on the pill, but sheathing him was necessary. A thin layer of latex shielded her from feelinghiminside her. Refusing to permit that level of intimacy, she murmured, “Yes.”
Lying on his back, he rolled it on. She straddled him. Letting the anticipation build, they stared into each other’s eyes for what seemed like an eternity.
Then she rose up and took him in hand, positioned him at her opening and in one gloriously fluid movement took him inside her. He moaned. She cried out. Her body flooded with wetness and she closed her eyes, the pleasure overwhelming her. At long last, he was deep inside her and she had never felt more alive. Never.
She opened her eyes to find him admiring her body. Slowly, so she could appreciate his long, thick shaft, she glided on his hardened length. Somewhere in the back of her mind, this felt like more than a casual one-night hookup.
