I loved how he responded to everything I did to him.
My fingers unfurled and I slid my hand down to gently massage his sac, carefully rolling his balls as I took him in as far as I could again.
“Just like that,” he said in a strained voice.
I worked him in the way that made his breath come in sharp pulls. My tongue caressing, my teeth ever so lightly scraping on occasion, my mouth suckling.
“That’s it, baby.” He groaned. “You do it just right. You could make me come in a heartbeat.”
I knew he wouldn’t, though. There were times when I’d get him off like this, but since I’d gone on the pill and we didn’t need a condom, he preferred to come inside me. It was what I wanted, too. Needing to feel all of him, including his release deep in my core. From the first time I’d experienced the rush of heat and moisture, I’d been forever addicted.
My head bobbed a little faster and I heard the hitch in his breath. His cock pulsed in my mouth and I knew I tested his restraint.
When he was close to the boiling point, his hands shifted to my shoulders. “Don’t make me lose it,” he insisted. “I want to make love to you.” He guided me up his body while I left feathery kisses on his skin.
He kept leading me until his head was positioned between my legs, my knees on the mattress above his shoulders. The low headboard was tufted with distressed brown leather that matched all the chairs and the sofa in the room. A wide wooden ledge held a few expensive, artistic knickknacks and above it were framed sketches of various historic transportation schematics, with lighting to showcase them that was currently turned off. The only illumination came from the embers in the fireplace.
I leaned against the pile of pillows along the headboard and propped my forearms on the ledge as Dane’s mouth covered me. A raspy moan fell from my parted lips. My spine arched and my long curls tumbled down my back. Lowering my hips, I pressed myself against him.
“You get so wet for me,” he whispered, his warm breath teasing my sensitive flesh.
“Impossible not to. Just thinking about what you might do excites me. Actually, just looking at you does the trick.”
“But this is how you like to come. With my mouth on you.”
“One of many, many ways.” Everything he did was thrilling. I could never get enough of him.
His lips tugged at my slick folds, toying with me as an electric current raced through my veins.
I let out a lusty sigh. Dane got serious.
The tip of his tongue flicked over my clit as the tiny bud pulsed with an erratic beat.
“Yes.” My heavy eyelids closed and I concentrated solely on how wonderful it felt to have him licking and suckling, driving me wild. He’d been the first and only man to ever pleasure me this way. Every time he did, I was so relieved he’d issued a nothing’s off-limits ultimatum when we’d started our secret affair. That I’d accepted his demands.
It hadn’t been easy, but now, as I climbed that beautiful peak he always took me to, I had to admit he’d freed me from my intimacy-phobic shackles.
“Dane,” I whispered as the scintillating sensations heightened. “I’m so, so close.”
He worked me a bit feverishly, his tongue fluttering over my clit.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Christ.”
I twisted slightly and slipped a finger into my pussy from behind, pumping slowly. Not to be outdone, he eased in two fingers with mine and quickened the pace.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasped.
The flutter against the knot of nerves between my legs increased in tempo as well. The tension mounted.
“Come for me,” he commanded. “Now.”
He suckled deep. I erupted. “Oh! Dane!”
He didn’t let up, and I quaked from the powerful release that went on and on. My body vibrating, my insides sizzling.
“You taste so fucking good.” His words and his hot breath on my quivering skin kept my pulse jumping.
It took some time for me to be able to speak. “You want to be in me now, right?” My pussy throbbed with an incessant need for him.