Giving In To Love (Strong Brothers 2)

“I have to taste you,” he murmured, as his lips moved down over my belly.

My clit was burning, and while I rather he fuck me, I would settled for his mouth because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could stand it.

He pushed my thighs open and settled between them. “You’re so fucking wet for me, Jess.”

“Make me come.” I couldn’t remember ever feeling so on edge, especially so early in a sexual encounter.

“Oh, I will. Over and over.” He dipped his head, sucking my clit, and I screamed out. It was possible the entire ship heard me, but I didn’t care. He sucked and his tongue licked and flicked my clit until I was a babbling fool.

Then he dragged his tongue through my folds, lapping at my pussy entrance.

“Carter.” I whimpered.

“I’m going to make you come, Jess.”

“Yes.” My fingers gripped his head, pushing him back down.

He pushed my thighs open wider and then his tongue was thrusting inside me, lapping my sensitive walls. My hips were rocking, fucking his face as pressure built and built until I couldn’t breathe.

His thumb and forefinger pinched my clit as he plunged his tongue inside me again, and I finally understood what it meant to see fireworks. Lights blasted in my brain. Sparks flashed along my skin.

“Yes!” I cried out as pleasure swamped my body making it convulse.

Slowly he brought me down, and I vowed that when I had the strength, I’d return the favor.

But then he shifted, pushing my knees up and out opening me wider. “More,” he said, and then his mouth was on me again.