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Chapter Fifteen
Marissa
Best. Orgasm. Ever.
I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I can’t feel my toes.
I’m also pretty sure I’ll never be the same. No orgasm will ever compare, will ever amount to what I just experienced with Rhenn. By his magical hand. The hand that is still cupping me, his fingers still buried between my legs.
“That was magnificent,” he growls into my ear as he slowly starts to retract his fingers. I want to ask him for a repeat, but frankly, I’m not sure I can move right now. I open my eyes and glance over my shoulder. His blue eyes are alive with desire, his body hard in all the right places. But what he does next? Well, that has me ready to throw in the towel, beg for mercy, and worship at the altar of Rhenn.
He puts those two fingers in his mouth.
And sucks.
I almost orgasm right then and there.
“Delicious.”
And I shiver again.
I have no idea what to say, but I know what I want to do. I’ve never been big on going down on a man, but I can’t let go of the desire I have to do so right now. I need to feel him in my hand and taste him in my mouth. A part of me likes to remind myself that I’m not very experienced at this and he’ll probably be bored after the first ten seconds, but I want to try.
I need to try.
Before I can offer, Rhenn rights my panties, pulls down the T-shirt, and turns us both so that we’re lying side by side. He has his arm slung over my waist, but that’s it. I can no longer feel that impressive erection grinding against my butt, and I actually kinda miss it. I try to scoot back, but he holds me still, not allowing me to make contact.
“Don’t move. If you move, I’ll never get it to go down,” he grits through clenched teeth, his hand flexing against my stomach. Even through the shirt, I can feel the heat of his touch.
“What if I help it go down?” I ask boldly, pushing aside all the uncertainty I felt just a few moments ago.
“That’s not why I did what I did, Angel.”
Glancing over my shoulder, my eyes connect with his. “Why did you do it?”
“Because not touching you wasn’t an option. I needed to feel your pussy, feel you come, as much as you did. It was as if I couldn’t breathe until I experienced getting you off,” he practically howls in my ear.
I find myself turning, and this time, he lets me move. His hand is still draped over my hip, but now we’re face-to-face, and I can see nothing but hunger in those amazing blue eyes. “I want to experience that. Will you let me?” To prove to myself I am brave, I go ahead and palm his erection in my hand, which extends well past my fingers.
Rhenn makes a choking sound. I’m not sure if that was supposed to be words or not, but I take it as his approval to keep going. With my eyes locked on his, I gently slide my hand into his shorts, getting my first real feel of what this man has been packing in his pants.
And holy hell is it impressive.
Wrapping my hand around his cock, I slowly move it upward until my palm hits the head, making him hiss and thrust. I move down the smooth, tight skin until I’ve reached the root. I swear he grows thicker as I speak – errr, think. My mouth waters to taste.
I inch my way down, my lips finding the hard plains and muscles of his stomach as I go. His breathing is almost erratic when I come face-to-face with what I’ve been holding in my hand. It’s like a hammer. Thor’s hammer – large, hard, and probably going to rip the hell out of me.
That makes me giggle.
“That’s not good when a woman is staring at your dick and starts to laugh,” he whispers hoarsely.
“I was just mentally comparing you to Thor’s hammer,” I confess, moving my hand from the root to the head of his cock, earning me another moan of pleasure, this one a little louder than the last. I glance over my shoulder, hearing no stirring from the other room, and decide it’s time.
I move my mouth, letting my tongue slip out and taste him for the first time. I swipe it along the thick head, tracing the pulsing vein that runs down his shaft. “Holy fuck,” he huffs, grabbing my head and holding on tight.
Taking him in my mouth, I hollow out my cheeks and go down as far as I can – which is surprisingly farther than I would have expected. I take my cues from him, licking when he groans and sucking when he gasps, and the entire time, I move my hand up and down his length.
“So fucking amazing,” he mumbles, causing me to look up and connect with his eyes. There’s something heady about staring up at him while giving him pleasure. The look on his face is one of pure ecstasy combined with a bit of trust and awe. “Close. Can pull out,” he rasps, his hips starting to thrust, as if completely on their own.
