Font Size:  

“You wanted to watch,” I murmured into his mouth before I kneeled before him and pulled down his zipper. I couldn’t do it slowly. Not now. It felt like I was unwrapping the best gift I’d ever been given. My fingers tangled in the material of his boxers and then I shoved both them and his pants down and he popped free.

God. It was a good thing I’d left myself on the verge of coming, because we probably wouldn’t have gotten far otherwise.

His skin was paler here, but still so much darker than mine, surrounded by dark, wiry hair. I licked my lips, and he whispered my name, half prayer, half chant, and scooped my hair back.

When he watched me suck the head of him into my mouth, it wasn’t in the glass. His gaze never left me as I opened myself up for his invasion.

He was so thick and long that my jaw ached almost immediately. I was out of practice, and my knees were already sore from this position.

And I barely felt any of it because my only focus was that subtle expansion in my mouth and throat. The way the soft sacs beneath throbbed under my careful touch. That hot pulse and rush of blood in his shaft as I shifted my fingers to circle his width.

I wanted him to come in my mouth, probably more than I’d ever wanted anything. To hell with being greedy for myself. He’d given me so much already, and the hint of salt on my tongue was intoxicating.

But he didn’t give me the option.

He stepped back and left his cock bobbing between us, slick from me and so painfully hard that the tip was dark and dripping.

I licked my lips again. “I like how you taste.”

Groaning, he drew me to my feet. “Let’s see,” he said, and then his mouth was on mine.

The kiss spun out until I was lightheaded, but he was already on the move. He filled his hands with my breasts before lowering his head to suck on my nipples, first one then the other. Working them until they were gleaming wet and dark red from his lips and teeth.

I couldn’t stop writhing against him even as I held his head in place. I was so close to coming again, just from going down on him and his erotic kisses.

“I want you naked too, dammit,” I panted, tugging on his shirt.

He yanked it off from behind his head, giving me barely a moment to appreciate his toned abs and dark ink. Then he opened the door and pushed me down the low-lit hall into his bedroom. I didn’t know how many bathrooms this place had, or how many rooms, period, but the space seemed huge.

His bedroom especially.

The overwhelming masculinity of the heavy furniture and the enormous bed made me falter for a step before he simply plucked me up and placed me where he wanted me.

Dead center of his bed. Spread out and shaking like a virgin.

He didn’t say a word as he went to his nightstand. But I did.

“I’m on the pill. You don’t need that.”

Not that I believed in going without a condom normally, especially with a new lover. But this was Cooper, and after what we’d shared, it felt vital to finish this in the most elemental way possible. Messy and dirty and raw, no holds barred.

His hopeful expression would have been comical if my thighs hadn’t been clenched with anticipation. “You trust me?”

“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. Do you?”

He put his knee on the bed and crawled over me, a long, lean jungle cat about to pounce. “With my life.”

I twisted my arms together above my head on the bed. I needed him to know that I was placing myself in his care, body and soul.

The emotion in his gaze rocked me. Enough that I almost didn’t feel his length grazing my pussy before he grasped his shaft and circled the head of it over my clit, again and again.

Then I could feel nothing else.

I arched into his strokes, wordlessly begging him for more. And soon realized dizzily that the bastard wasn’t going to do what I wanted until I came again.

Even if he had to play dirty.

When the head of him moved just a fraction lower than I anticipated, my eyes flashed open and locked on his. “I might not live through it, but you’re welcome to try.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com