Flame (Steel Brothers Saga 20)

“I want to kiss you all over too,” I say.

“Later,” he says. “This is your time, Callie.”

I whimper. “But Donny…”

He kicks off his shoes and then removes his pants, underwear, and socks. “No buts. Let me do this for you. Please.”

I moan softly. I have no words for this man. No words for this man who only wants to please me. I love what he’s doing. He’s got me so on edge. But my pussy… I’m so wet and so ready. So ripe. If I were a tomato, I’d have fallen off the vine by now.

And when I meet his smoldering gaze, I know we’ve only just begun.

Chapter Forty-Five

Donny

I can’t stop looking at her.

She’s flushed pink all over, her breasts swollen, her inner thighs wet with her cream. My dick is rock-hard, and though I’m dying to plunge inside her and fuck her, I’m determined.

This is what I’ve wanted all along, what she deserves. Because of my aching need for her, I haven’t been able to give it to her.

But I have one last chance to do so now, and I’m not going to blow it.

I sit down on the bed and continue to scan her beautiful body. Her cheeks are rosy, her lips swollen. Her chest rosy as well, and nipples… Those luscious nipples. They’re dark pink and erect, the areolas scrunched up tightly. Her belly is flat with the perfect amount of curve, and her mound, so neatly trimmed. Just a tiny portion of her pink pussy visible. I resist the urge to yank her legs apart and thrust inside her.

I thread my fingers through my hair, gathering all my willpower. For it will take every last shred. Shall I begin at the top, or shall I begin at the bottom? Does it even matter?

Her toes are still painted red. So very sexy. I glide my fingers over the instep of one foot, and she jerks.

“Ticklish?” I ask.

“A little.”

I gentle my caress. I want to tickle her, but more than that, I want to give her the sensual experience of being touched and licked all over. I lean down and swipe my tongue over the instep of her foot.

She shudders. Sighs escape her throat.

I kiss the top of her big toe, and then I kiss each other toe in rapid succession. I move to the other foot, repeat, kissing each toe. Then I massage the arch of each foot with my thumbs.

A soft moan rumbles from her throat.

“Even your feet are pretty, Callie. You’re the whole package. The whole perfect package wrapped in beautiful milky flesh, just for me.”

“So are you,” she pants. “Perfect for me.” Then her eyes flutter closed.

I’m tempted to tell her to open them, to watch everything I do to her. But I don’t want to make any demands of her right now. All I want to do is worship her body.

I kiss the tops of both her feet and then her ankles, working my way up her calves to her knees. Then her muscular thighs to her glorious mound. So easily could I spread her legs, take that delicious honey between them.

But if I do that, it will all be over too soon. I won’t be able to resist the urge to stick my erection in her and take my own pleasure.

So I stay strong. I move past her beautiful pussy and kiss her soft belly.

Her flesh is like silk under my lips and tongue. I look. I kiss. I nip. I nibble. Touching as I go, caressing her curvy belly and then her beautiful breasts.

Those hard nipples beckon. Each breast fits perfectly in my palm, and then…finally… I take one nipple between my lips.

Callie sucks in a breath and arches her back.

“You like that, baby?”

“God, yes. Suck my nipples. Please.”

I will. I’ll do everything she wants. But I’ll do it slowly. I suck lightly on one nipple and gently run my fingers over the other.

“More,” she sighs.

I suck harder—but only slightly. Then I release the nipple and kiss it—one, two, three times. I flick my tongue over and around it and then kiss her areola, the top of her breast, all while still very lightly caressing the other nipple.

She arches her back again. Raises her hips. Yes, I know what she wants. I want it too, more than she could possibly imagine.

But damn it, I will be strong.

I take the nipple between my lips once more, this time tugging harder. Her response is a soft gasp. I suck again, again, again. This time I pinch the other nipple lightly.

Another soft gasp and then, “Oh!”

She’s so responsive, my Callie. I could spend the whole day on her breasts alone. I continue sucking one nipple, pinching the other, and then… I can’t help myself. I slide my free hand between her legs.

“Oh, yes,” she sighs.