“I love how sensitive you are.”
He alternated nibbles and licks, loving laps of his tongue with harsher deliberate flickers that had her nipples hard as rocks. He played her body, and she responded beautifully, keeping it going until her whimpers were overlapping, her hips rolling beneath his.
He slid down on her legs, taking her thin strip of panties along with him. He braced his hands on her thighs, parted her legs, and dipped his head so he could really begin his feast for the night.
He couldn’t remember the last time he’d enjoyed going down on a woman so damned much. When her responses had meant everything. He liked giving a woman pleasure—only a dickhead wouldn’t. But this was something else. The musky scent that was Olivia’s alone, the pale thighs around his head, and the slick pink pussy waiting for him. He took in every last sensation before sliding his tongue over her for a thorough lick.
“Mmmm.” Her back arched, and he nuzzled her sex with his nose before playing her with his tongue. He licked up and down her outer lips, bit lightly on each, and had her squeezing him tightly between her thighs.
He eased one finger inside her, and her slick heat closed around him. He groaned into her, and the vibrations had her trembling around him. He added a second finger and lifted his head. “Okay, babe?”
She nodded, eyes wild, her entire body slick with sweat and trembling.
Yeah, this was what he wanted. Her completely at his mercy. “Think you can handle another?” he asked.
Because he wanted to fill her and make her come this way first, before taking her with his cock, slamming into her over and over like a wild man. Because he couldn’t imagine this ending any other way. So he wanted to make sure he gave her all he could first.
She nodded, and he added another finger inside her. Her low moan shook him hard, and he began pumping in and out, adding hard flicks of his tongue over her taut clit. Back and forth, he played with the tiny bud until she screamed, as best she could with the scarf muffling her cries. He flattened his tongue against her sex while curling his fingers inside her. Her entire body drew tight, and she stiffened for a moment before riding out her climax, her sex grinding against his tongue and mouth, her inner walls clenching around his fingers.
He looked up to see her cheeks flushed, eyes closed, the most intense, blissful expression on her beautiful face. He slowed his movements as she came down from her climax and paused to rest against her thigh.
He pressed a long kiss against her hot flesh before easing himself up beside her. Her eyes were still closed.
He gently lifted her head and undid the loose knot, pulling the silk off her mouth. “You okay?” he asked.
“Never better,” she murmured, a satisfied, loopy smile on her face that he’d put there. “You’ve got talent,” she murmured, still obviously dazed.
He grinned. “What can I say? You inspire me to do my best.”
Her eyes warmed at his comment. “Dylan?”
“Yeah?”
“I still feel empty,” she admitted, meeting his gaze.
Thank God, because he thought his cock was going to explode. “You’re up for more?”
She arched her hips toward him in reply.
Okay then. He quickly undid his shorts and slid them off, along with his boxer briefs. But not before retrieving a condom from a pocket and placing it on the couch beside him.
“You’re like a Boy Scout today. So prepared.”
He laughed. “Yeah, well, no Boy Scout should be doing what I am.”
She rolled her eyes at that. “Come here.” She held out her arms.
He knew Olivia, knew how she guarded herself—her body and her heart. Their first time in her apartment had been a long time coming and explosive because of it. She took small steps with him, and mentions of her past sent her running. But she was trying now, and he understood that this gesture had meaning.
He joined their hands together, lifting her arms over her head. “I’m really glad you’re here now.” He kissed her nose. “With me. Like this.”
She sighed. “I can’t resist you when you’re sweet.”
“I can’t resist you at all.” He kissed her hard on the lips before releasing her hands and picking up the condom.
“Let me,” she said in a husky voice.
He blinked in surprise and handed her the packet. She opened it with little finesse and shaking hands. With no expertise behind her actions, she reached for his painfully hard erection and slid the rubber down his shaft. Her hand lingered too long at the base, her fingers cupping his balls.