Page 68 of Dark ’N’ Deadly

“Tess, no.” He rested his hand on her head, shaking his own as he looked down at her. “You don’t have to do this, baby.”

“I know.” She’d never given oral sex before, had never wanted to, never had the desire to take a man in her mouth until he orgasmed. She’d always thought of it as being dirty, but Eric was so beautiful. His body and his soul. “I want to make you feel as wonderful as you make me feel. Let me give you the same incredible pleasure. Okay?”

When she gave him her sexiest smile and pressed her lips to the head of his cock, his jaw clenched, and his cheek muscles flexed. “Okay, but I’m wound so tight from wanting you.”

She closed her lips around the head of his cock, sucking on it while she squeezed his buttocks, holding him in place. “Sweet Jesus,” he groaned. “I may not last sixty seconds.”

“You’d better,” she mumbled around him.

“My god.” He threw back his head and leaned one hand against the tile. “When you talk with me in your mouth, you have no idea what that feels like.”

Briefly, she disengaged from him and began stroking his balls. Their time together was fleeting. If there was something she could do to maximize his pleasure as he’d done for her, she was all in. “Tell me. I want to know.”

His chest heaved. The look he gave her was searing and fierce. “It’s like having the sweetest, hottest, wettest glove wrapped around me, squeezing my cock until I want to explode like a ballistic missile.”

His erotic words made her feel sexy and far more experienced than she actually was at this. Most importantly, it spurred her to be more adventurous and more determined than ever to make this the best oral sex Eric would ever have.

She slipped her lips around him, taking him deeper. He began thrusting gently into her mouth, his thighs quivering as he held back. Wet muscles—shoulders, biceps, pectorals—glistened and bunched. He sucked in a tight breath, watching her from heavy-lidded eyes.

Not wanting to miss a single moment of his orgasm, she locked onto his gaze, sucking him in deeper, swirling her tongue along the underside of his cock, continuing to stroke his balls until they were as hard as rocks. With his hips thrusting and his handsome face tight with need…he was the sexiest man she’d ever seen.

“I can’t hold out much longer. If you want to stop, do it now. For god’s sake, do it now.”

“Nuh-uh,” she moaned, knowing how much he liked it.

“Oh, fuck.” He froze, every muscle in his body as rigid as a board.

A second later, his warm seed jetted against the back of her mouth. His body bucked as she swallowed every drop. Wanting to extend his orgasm, she continued sucking and licking until he had nothing left to give. Finally, his body bucked one last time.

He pulled away, his chest sawing as he sank to his knees, his big body trembling as he wrapped her in his arms.

I did this. I brought this incredible, wonderful man to his knees.

“I don’t think I can stand,” he muttered then rose unsteadily to his feet, taking her with him.

He grabbed the bar of soap and slicked it between his hands. When he’d amassed a handful of suds, he stroked his hands over her breasts, squeezing them, then rubbing and massaging her back and belly and kneeling to stroke down her buttocks, thighs, and calves.

If she died right then and there, she’d go with a smile on her face. It would never be enough. She wanted more. So much more.

As if knowing precisely what she needed, he pushed two fingers inside her then swirled his tongue over and around her clit until she clung to him, thrusting her hips and gyrating against his hand.

Oh, lord. “Eric, please.” Her head fell back. “I need you. Now.” Because they wouldn’t have tomorrow.

He grabbed the condom from the ledge then tore off the wrapper and rolled it on himself. With one hand, he hitched her thigh behind his buttocks, then did the same with her other leg and thrust inside her, pushing her back against the tile.

There was no time to worry about what was to come. There’s only right now. That’s all that matters.

His powerful hips thrust again and again until the pulsing and throbbing in her core escalated and she was on the verge of screaming. Her breath came quicker, her pulse racing out of control. She was flying in the most beautiful storm of swirling emotion and sensation.

“That’s it,” he said against her mouth. “Come for me. I want to feel you come hard around me.”

Despite being under pounding water, her body burned hotter and hotter until she couldn’t decide whether it was pleasure or pain spiraling outward from her core. “Eric!” she screamed, a deep, throaty sound that echoed in the shower.

Her body convulsed as he thrust twice more before groaning, a delicious, sexy rumbling.

They breathed heavily. Their chests pressed together. Keeping her eyes closed, she felt as if she were drifting back down to earth on a fluffy white cloud.

She clung tighter to him, not wanting to let go and make that final descent. When that happened, she would have to face reality again and the worst of her truths.