Page 52 of Come A Little Closer

“It’s supposed to be,” I teased, spreading my legs and feeling him hard and ready as he slid between them. I moaned, nipping his lips as I worked my fingers between us. “Don’t worry. I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to distract you.”

As I said it, I cupped the length of him in my palm and he sucked in a sharp breath. “Yeah, I think you might be right about that.”

“In fact,” I ventured, my heart starting to hammer at the thought. “I might just have the perfect idea to make sure you forget the dolls are even there.”

“What’s that?” he asked, moving his mouth to the column of my throat and pressing lazy kisses to it as his hips rolled into my grasp.

“Remember that thing I asked if we could try?”

I felt his head cock in the crook of my neck. “I hate to break it to you, baby, but in order to watch someone do something, you need light. I have a feeling that as soon as we switch on that light of yours, I’m going to see a whole hell of a lot of other stuff in here I don’t really want to be looking at while I’m trying to get myself off. We could try, though.”

I chuckled, but he wasn’t wrong about what he’d see. I had a feeling it’d kill his mood entirely if he caught even a glimpse of everything I’d hung up in here, but that hadn’t been what I’d been talking about anyway. “Not that thing. The other thing.”

He froze above me, but I swore I felt him twitch between my legs. “You want to go down on me?”

“I’d like to try,” I said, wondering if it’d been a mistake to bring it up until he took the lobe of my ear between his teeth and whispered raggedly to me.

“I’m definitely not going to say no to that, but you’re going to have to wait your turn. I brought you in here to make you scream, remember?”

Releasing my lobe, he kissed a path to my chest and then sucked my nipples into his mouth in turn, not even bothering yet to pull my tank out of the way. I gasped, need crashing into me all over again. “I’m definitely not going to say no to that either.”

“Good, because I have a few plans of my own before I can let you melt my brain.” He spoke around my breast, his hand moving to the waistband of my pajamas as he shifted his weight to give himself easier access.

I shivered as he dragged his fingertips along the skin underneath the elastic waistband, teasing me as he brought his mouth to my ear. “I can’t wait to feel your lips wrapped around my cock, Tallulah, but it doesn’t have to be tonight. We’re moving at a pace you’re comfortable with, remember?”

My breathing hitched when he pushed his hand down just a little further and I moaned a breathy response. “I don’t want to wait anymore.”

“For what?” he asked as he brushed his fingertips against my mound. “To make me come, or for me to make you come?”

“Both.”

He chuckled, keeping his touches light as he teased me, only just not quite going as far as I needed him to. “We’re going to work on that.”

“Work on what?” I panted, arching my hips to egg him on.

He dipped his fingers a little lower. “Getting you out of your head. I want you to tell me what you want, baby. What you need. You never have to be shy with me.”

The longer he teased me, the more difficult it was to keep track of what he was saying. My panties were soaked, every little part of me down there swollen and aching for him. Somewhere in the back of my mind, a little voice urged me on to just say it already.

I wasn’t some shy little wallflower and my voice was no longer being silenced. What Niall was encouraging me to do was exactly what I’d been so excited about when I’d first realized it was possible. He wanted me to be open about what I wanted in bed and right now I wanted him to touch me.

“Make me come,” I moaned, spreading my legs even further apart like some wanton creature with no inhibitions.

Niall moaned too, bringing his mouth back to mine in a searing kiss as he finally slid his fingers between my folds. My hips bucked and I mewled into his mouth as he stroked my clit, circling it as he pushed a fingertip against my entrance.

My nipples hardened into little pebbles, my entire body starting to shake as he gave me exactly what I needed. Even bringing his free hand to my breasts, he pinched one of my nipples harder than I’d realized I’d like, but as he did it, a strangled cry fell out of me.

Every time I was with him, he managed to find new ways to take me to heights I’d never been before and it was utterly intoxicating—not only the pleasure, but the fact that with every encounter, I was learning more and more about what I really liked.

My body tensed and my eyes screwed shut, the first sparks of the orgasm starting to explode behind my lids. I writhed against him, practically riding his hand and when he pinched my nipple again, even giving my clit a cheeky little smack with his thumb, I was gone.

Flying over the edge, I screamed his name and kissed him hard, wondering if I was ever going to stop screaming when I was with him. It felt so good, though. Too good. I couldn’t help it, my brain splintering as the waves of pleasure engulfed me.

It seemed to take forever to come back up for air but when I did, I pushed immediately at his shoulders, nudging him onto his back. I was weak, still panting, but I was desperate now to give him the same kind of pleasure he so freely gave me.

My clothes weren’t even off yet, but I moved onto my knees when he rolled over, practically clawing at his fly to get it open. Niall growled when I freed him from the constraints of his slacks, my fist wrapping tightly around his shaft.

I flicked my eyes to his as I bent over, my heart hammering in my chest and my inhibitions apparently still gone. “Don’t ask me again if I’m ready. I’m ready, Niall. Are you?”