Smiling, she settled her hands at her waist, playing with the fabric that rested there. Swiveling her hips, she tugged the dress down, past her waist, over her hips, along her thighs. Beneath the dress, she wore a pair of black cotton panties. Nothing outrageous, nothing too sexy.
Though they were soaked through and through. He’d probably find that pretty damn sexy.
Janelle released the dress, allowing it to puddle at her feet before she stepped out of it, kicking it to the side. She stood before him in her panties and sandals, and when she bent and reached for her ankle to take her shoe off, he stopped her with a muttered, “Keep ‘em on.”
Standing straight, she kept his request and strutted toward him, deciding to play this up as much as possible. The heels, her near nakedness made her feel sexy, made her feel like a goddess.
Circling her arms around his neck, she flattened against him, her breasts pushing against his chest, their bare skin meshing, nearly lighting aflame.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, dipping his head and pressing a kiss to the side of her neck.
She couldn’t answer. Instead, she showed her appreciation for his sweet compliment by kissing him. It intensified in an instant, stealing her breath, making her heart thunder against her ribs.
His hands went to her waist and he guided her, walking with her until the back of her calves hit the side of the bed and then she was falling, landing onto the mattress with an unladylike grunt.
“Hey.” She rubbed her backside, glaring up at him. There was nothing sexy about what just happened.
He grinned, looking like the cat that ate the canary. “I have you right where I want you.”
And then he took off his trousers, revealing strong thighs dusted with dark hair and black boxer briefs which covered his jutting erection.
She sighed with pleasure at the sight, propping herself on the pillows, her mouth watering. She wanted to taste. She wanted to tease.
Nate crawled onto the bed, over her until they were face to face. His cotton covered cock brushed her belly and she arched against him in invitation, causing his eyes to close. Breathing deep, he exhaled slowly and opened his eyes, the dark brown depths glittering with unrestrained need.
“You make me want to lose all control and we haven’t done anything yet.”
His admission surprised her, warming her heart when her heart should have nothing to do with this.
Pushing the foreign emotion out of her mind, she smiled up at him, stretching beneath him like a cat. “What are you waiting for?”
“I have no fucking idea.” Nate slid down her body, raining a path of kisses along the way.
Down her throat, across her collarbone and over her breasts. She held her breath and bit her lower lip, watching as he circled first one nipple, then the other with his long, wet tongue, his lids lifting to catch her staring.
His eyes never leaving hers, he enveloped one nipple between his lips, sucking lightly, twirling his tongue around the aching bud and she shifted against him, closing her eyes, completely lost. Pleasure filled her as he continued his undivided attention to her sensitive nipples. She curled her fingers in his hair and clutched him as if she never wanted to let him go.
With a subtle shift and gentle hands, she tried to guide him down her body. Taking the hint, he kissed and licked her stomach, his tongue dipping into the tiny shallow circle of her navel, making her giggle.
Growing anxious, her giggle faded and she twisted her legs beneath his. Knowing he was so near, so close to the source of her hollow ache, she wanted to feel him there. Have his mouth settle on her scorching hot center, licking and searching her, bringing her the orgasm she so desperately wanted.
Nate didn’t disappoint. He nibbled the waistband of her panties, pressing his face against her and breathing deep. “You’re so wet.”
Yes, she was. Soaked beyond measure, embarrassingly so. But there was no room for embarrassment now, she wanted him too badly.
Nudging the fabric of her panties aside with his index finger, he revealed her to his gaze, pressed a kiss to her mound and she jumped. He parted her with his tongue, searching her folds with long, slow licks and she signed.
Nothing had ever felt so delicious. Waves of pleasure consumed her with his every lavish stroke, her impending orgasm teetering on the edge and she smiled dreamily, wanting to reach it slowly, wanting to savor it.
One long thick finger slipped inside her, then joined by another, resting there, testing her, stretching her and she moved against him. He pumped his fingers in and out of her while his tongue circled her clit with quick flicks. She shattered beneath his mouth almost instantly, crying out into the quiet night, tremors overtaking her body as the intense orgasm shook her to her core.
Nate kept his pace, wringing the climax out of her until she felt like her bones were made of jelly and she would seep into the mattress. With one last lick against her pulsating clit, he withdrew, moving up her body to embrace her, pressing his mouth against hers.
She could taste herself on his lips but she didn’t mind. His thick cock brushed against her belly insistently and already she wanted him again. Thrusting against him, she circled her hips, making him groan low in his throat.
“Do you have protection?” No matter how much she wanted him, she didn’t plan on being stupid.
“Bedside drawer,” he said through gritted teeth, moving so he could press heated kisses to her neck.