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That’s a new name. Although some men liked using nicknames, no one had ever called me that one before. “If you want to. You know you don’t have to do this.”
“The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen is offering herself to me, and you think I would pass up on the feast? It’s the stuff of dreams, Raven, and I lived a long time without dreams.”
He pushed my knees aside and kissed his way down my legs, caressing each of my thighs. I watched his face, surprised by the nearly worshipful expression I saw there. I swallowed. We had to stay bare, hairless all the time, but without the products we used at home, I had a little growth. Would he like it? Did it matter?
It was such new territory to me. I didn’t know what the rules were, or how to behave.
Crew touched the small curls between my legs reverently before he raised his eyes to find my gaze. “You’re red everywhere.”
“I think that’s normal.” I’d never thought about it before, but he wasn’t wrong. Redheads did tend to be red everywhere. I had opened my mouth to ask about his opinions when Crew touched his lips to those curls, frying my every thought.
His voice was low, so low I could barely hear him, but I could feel his words there, between my legs. “I want to taste you everywhere.”
Moisture flooded my core. Damn. I hadn’t known talking could be seductive, but it was—it really, really was. He moved lower, licking me, and I squirmed, almost coming off the bed before his hand on my knee held me still.
I closed my eyes. It was too much to look right then, too much to see. I could only feel what was happening, only let myself exist on that plane and no other.
Finally, and too soon, he found my clit. With the smallest nip, he used his tongue to torture me in the sweetest ways. Crew took silent direction really well. If I moved or caught my breath, he gave me more of that sensation.
I wanted to cry out, wanted to let go from the pleasure he gave me, but I couldn’t. I never orgasmed, never made a sound during sex that hadn’t been put on or used to make the other person feel good. It was like I couldn’t find my own voice, only gasping in need.
The vulnerability of noise, it seemed, wasn’t available to me, not when he gave me so much and my body ached for him. But Crew was there, he was giving me these moments, and he was strong, big enough to take on just about anything.
I let go. With a shout so loud I was sure that not only could everyone on this planet hear me but all the ones in the galaxy, too, I exploded around his tongue. Gripping the bed, I panted and held on for dear life while he wrung every ounce of pleasure out of me.
When he was done, my body twitched like an electric current fed it and every so often, despite the fact the switch was off, it jolted me.
Crew pulled me against him to hold me tightly. “That was amazing. Thank you for that.”
Thank me? I hadn’t done a thing. Despite the lack of application of my seductive skills, he shook against me as if he’d been the one to shatter somewhere in the stars. I began to move, intending to remedy that situation, but his hand gripped me closer to him.
“Need to hold you for a few more minutes, sweetness,” he grumbled, nuzzling my neck.
I lifted my brow to regard him. “I want to make you feel good now.”
“You did.” He stroked my back, his head on my shoulder. “Trust me, you did. That was more than I could have dreamed of. If you’d let me, I’d make you feel good that way every day forever.”
I stroked my finger down the side of his face. “We’re not finished.”
I enjoyed the taste, but I wanted more. I wasn’t done, not even close to being done. I wanted him to shatter for me, too.
His face fell. “I’m terrified of hurting you. You’re so tiny, and I’m so much bigger than you. I…”
“Sshh,” I said and kissed both of his cheeks, smirking. “I promise. This will be great. You won’t hurt me. Just the opposite.”
I pulled my shirt off and let it fall to the ground. My bra was next. I dropped it to the floor. Now, I had his total attention, his gaze fixated on my breasts. Although I couldn’t read minds, I was sure that he wasn’t thinking with his nerves anymore.
In a swift move, I pulled his shirt off, which required him to help, but he still hadn’t taken his gaze from my breasts. Looks like Crew is a boob man. I smiled. Most men were, but I never reveled in the attention as much as I did right then.
“Do you want to suck on my nipples?” I asked, biting my lip.
He nodded, still hypnotized. “If that’s something you’d like.”
“From you, I would.” I scooted closer to him. “But I want us both undressed before we do that.”
I wanted my hands on his skin everywhere, and to feel his cock jump when I stroked him. To harden. To be mine for just a little while. It should have been awkward, undressing him, since we were lying down, it always seemed more awkward that way. But nothing other than anticipation filled me, even as we practically switched sides of the bed to get his pants off.
Crew was huge, and I reveled in looking at all of his flesh bared to me. I let my gaze pass down his body—over his defined abs and huge muscles to the way that his calves flexed with his movements, and finally to his very erect, waiting-for-me, cock.
