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CHAPTER 6
ALARIC
She wants me to put my mouth on her the way she licked and sucked me.
I don’t know how to tell her that I’ve always dreamed about doing that to someone—and for it to be her, that would be better than the dream.
My poor dick is already trying to rise to the occasion again. She’s right about it needing to recover. And of course she needs the same kind of care she gave me.
I flip her to her back and smooth my hand down over her breast. “Can I kiss you everywhere?”
“Please.” She smiles. She’s in control, but I can hear the edge of need in her voice.
“Tell me what you want, okay? I need direct—”
“I know,” she says, breathy and impatient and almost amused. “I know you. I want you. I want you. I’ll tell you what I need you to do.”
So I start. Kissing her mouth. Kissing her ear, her neck, her collarbone, down to those beautiful tits of hers, feeling the nipples poke against my palms, learning the way they move. Tasting her skin. Loving the sound of her gasp when I take one hardened peak into my mouth and tease it with my tongue.
“Shit,” she says on another gasp. “Yes. That way, Alaric. Oh fuck.”
A positive review so far. I switch nipples. Her fingers slide into my hair, moving my head slightly. I keep going. She keeps responding.
I keep thinking of how she’ll be at her core. I want to go there. I can’t go there yet.
But I start kissing down her belly, and she says yes. She knows where I mean to go and what I mean to do when I get there. She wants that too.
I ease her underwear down, getting a noseful of the heady smell of aroused woman. My cock’s rock-hard again now, the knowledge that her body wants me—that she wants me—more exciting than I could have imagined.
I spread her thighs with my hands and look at her.
Beautiful.
Dark pink, puffy flesh, slick with the juice that I know shows how much she needs to be touched. A proud little button. Intriguing folds.
I’ve seen enough porn to know what’s what, but I need to learn this woman’s body.
I start with gentle touching. She moans. I slide my fingers up and down those folds, dip inside, find a warm slick channel even wetter than the outside. She moans again. I move back to the top, to that little pearl, and slide my finger lightly over it.
This time her moan sounds unhinged. “There,” she says urgently. “There. And just like that. Light and rhythmic.”
I like the smell of it. I like the feel of it. Damn, this is so good.
I relax. She’s telling me what she needs, and that is so fucking sexy. The reward is her increasing excitement. Her body trembles. That core makes more slickness. That little pearl gets bigger. Her moans get louder, her nipples harder.
Then I get my mouth on her. I lick that pearl the same way I was rubbing it, and her hips pump up toward me as she starts saying words all mixed up with her moans. “That. Yes. Like that. Fuck. Yes. Don’t stop. Alaric. Fuck. Yes. Yes. Oh shit. Yes. Yes. Oh shit. I’m. Fuck. I’m gonna. Fuck. Gonna come. Yes.”
And she stops talking, and the whole slick cleft there, the whole area below the little pearl, starts convulsing beneath my fingers. I slide two fingers all the way into that channel and glory in the way it pulses around them.
Her thighs try to close around my head, but I don’t stop licking.
“Stop,” she pants. “Too much. Stop for now, please.”
When I do, she pulls me up to her face to kiss me, letting her thighs fall back open, pulling me to lie on top of her. My eager dick wants to slide in. I don’t let him. I kiss her mouth. I love the feeling of her fingers in my hair, and I love the faint pulse of her pussy against my shaft. I want her to do that again—to climax on my pole, to come on my dick. I still don’t know how to make it happen, but I want it.
“Now?” I whisper to her. “Please. I want to be in you.”
“I want you in me,” she whispers back, her eyes open now and shining.
