His jaw clenched briefly. This would not be like anything she’d ever experienced before. He’d make damn certain of it.
“Tague,” she prompted in a strained voice. “The anticipation is killing me.”
“Trust me, it’s mutual.”
He massaged her clit again with the pearls as an aid and she writhed as more whimpers escaped her.
“You can’t even imagine how amazing that feels,” she told him.
Her eyelids fluttered closed and her head fell back on her shoulders.
Tague spread her slick folds and l
eaned in. His tongue swept along the grooves on either side of the satiny beads, then over the pearls, applying pressure to that swollen knot of nerves. Her hips jerked.
“So incredibly amazing,” she amended on a sigh.
He inhaled the arousing scent of her, the subtle aroma of lilacs mixed with her heat and juices. Excitement tore through him. The taste of her on his tongue only served to stoke the internal flames.
His lips tugged gently at hers and she was instantly wetter.
“Tague…that’s so good.”
His tongue flicked over her clit again, with more pressure, a faster pace.
“Yes,” she said in her sultry voice. “Like that. Just like that.”
She leveraged the hand on the desk to raise up and press herself against his mouth. Her hips rolled with his rhythm.
Tague’s hands slid under her to palm her ass. He alternated between the flittering and the deeper suckling of her folds and clit.
“Tague,” she said on a heavy pant. “I’m going to come.”
His tongue swirled around her opening, rimming it, then pressing in.
She gasped.
“Tague… I’m so close.”
He whisked aside the pearl strand and he tongued her clit as he eased two fingers into her pussy and pumped quickly. He felt the ripples of orgasm build within her.
“Oh, God. Oh, fuck, yes.”
His fingers twisted inside her.
She cried out his name and came against his mouth, hard. Her inner walls clutched his fingers and her hips kept up the rapid, undulating cadence.
“Oh, God!” She quaked from the climax. “That is so fantastic. Oh, goddamn.”
She moaned, dark and throaty. Took several drawn-out moments to savor the release.
Then in her sultry tone, she said, “You make me come so quick, so fucking hard. And I still just want more of you…”
“You can’t imagine how turned on I get watching you, touching you.” He kissed her, his body tightening to an unbearable degree.
Tague ripped his mouth from hers and dragged her panties down her legs, tossing the thong aside. With his gaze locked on her, he hastily unfastened his pants and pushed them and his boxer-briefs over his hips.
“Loralai, I need to be inside you,” he said in a strained tone.