“Ohh,” she whimpered, clenching around me.
She was unbelievable. I’d never seen anything like her in my life. I slid my fingers between her folds again and withdrew them.
Her eyes flew open.
“Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll make you come more times tonight than you have in your life.”
“Promise?” Her voice was breathy. I knew I had cut her off when she was on the edge, but I was the one setting all the plays.
I tugged on her pants until they were over her hips and off her ankles. I took in her long legs, admiring how toned the lines of her body were.
“You’re fucking beautiful.” I looked at the slice of paradise between her legs. She was waxed in a perfect V shape. Everything was smooth and silky. Her skin glowed and I couldn’t decide where to start.
She watched me as I settled between her knees. I pried her legs apart so I could have a full view of what was about to become mine. Her nub was swollen with want. She was wet and I had her on the brink of the best orgasm of her life. I traced a circle over her entrance, and she quickly tried to suck my fingers inside.
“Is that what you want?” I asked.
Her head rolled from side to side. “I want to come. That’s what I want.”
I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to have a taste. My tongue started low at the base of her entrance then licked until I was flicking over her swollen clit.
She bucked under me, but I heard the groans in her throat. She fucking loved it.
When I touched her it was like I was living out some kind of fantasy. Her skin reacted to me. Her clit responded. Her mouth. Her tits. She was made for me. I lapped against her, knowing she was going off the cliff. Her body shook under me. Her hands gripped the top of my head, pressing my face against her center.
“Yes, yes, fucking yes,” she screamed.
I kissed her thighs, feeling the vibrations travel through her legs. I licked my lips as I shed my jeans. I loved how she tasted. How she kissed. How she came. And I was going to love fucking her.
6
Natalia
My body was still shivering from the mind-blowing orgasm Sam gave me. All I could think about was how I wanted more. I wanted his cock. I wanted more of his tongue. I wanted his hands all over me. I heard his jeans hit the floor and I sat up to rip the shirt from his chest.
I had imagined what he would look like without a shirt. I had seen the edges of a tattoo peeking from under the sleeve and now I’d finally see all of it.
The shirt slid off his smooth shoulders as my hands explored the ridges of his muscles. He was built like a solid block of marble. There was muscle defined by more muscle. I walked my fingers over the ink that raced up his arm. It was a dragon that looked as if its talons had hooked onto his bicep. It was sexy and beautiful at the same time.
My fingertips couldn’t get enough, but my core was aching for something much stronger than the power in his chest and arms.
He grinned at me. “Feeling good?”
I nodded. “Amazing.”
Had I ever let a man lick and suck my clit like that? Had I ever spread my legs without embarrassment? I couldn’t think of a time when it felt so right to have a man between my legs. Not until tonight.
Maybe it was because he was a stranger and we had an agreement. There were no expectations. No strings. Just pure physical lust and passion. And God, did he have a lot of it. He was cocky, but I didn’t care. He knew what he was doing. And that made him sexy.
“Do you know how sweet you taste?” he growled at the base of my throat.
“No,” I answered.
His mouth landed on mine, shoving his tongue between my lips. I could taste myself there. He pressed harder, sucking over my mouth. I clawed at his back, feeling the want fire through me.
“That’s what you taste like.” He grinned. “Like pure heaven.”
I licked my lips. I didn’t know it could be sexy to enjoy my own taste, but with it dripping off Sam, it was. I was turned on. I felt the heat of my wetness between my legs. I was beginning to ache again.