He knelt on the bed, grabbed my ankles, and spread my legs wider. Then he slowly crawled over top of me.
He gripped the hem of my shirt. “Shirt, baby.” I half lifted, and he pulled it up and over my head, then tossed it. I didn’t wait for him as I undid the clasps on the back of my black lace bra and yanked it off.
He didn’t move for a second, his eyes trailing an inferno of heat down my body.
“Fuck,” he groaned and lowered himself over me.
I gasped, arching as he closed his mouth around my nipple. Teeth scraping. Tongue rolling over the erect sensitive nub. He playfully bit down, and it sent shockwaves of desire through me. I dug my fingernails into his shoulders and I moaned, my eyes closing as he soothed my nipple with his tongue again before he sucked.
He kissed a path to my other breast. “These are mine,” he murmured before he took the other nipple into his mouth.
Teasing. Biting. Sucking.
“Oh God, Vic. Vic, please. I need you.” I needed him inside me. Needed to feel his cock. I didn’t want to wait anymore. We’d waited long enough.
He lifted his head. “You wet for me, baby?”
I nodded, fumbling with the buttons of my jeans. “Vic, get them off.”
He grabbed my wrist, stopping me, and my eyes flew to his. “Tell me,” he demanded.
“Soaked. I’m soaked,” I said, my breath coming in short, rapid gasps.
His eyes flared. “Good. Because I’m going to taste you before I sink my cock inside you.” He released my wrists and undid the last two buttons before dragging the suffocating denim down my thighs and off.
I hooked my fingers in my panties to take them off, but he latched onto my wrists and pulled my hands away.
“Fuck no.” He stared at my robin’s-egg-blue panties. “I’ve dreamed about these.”
I sucked in air as he lowered himself between my legs, his fingers slowly tracing a path until he stopped on the lace trim of my panties.
“Never thought I’d get this.” He kissed my belly button and sent a parade of quivers through me. “Never, baby.” He kissed lower. “And I’m going to take my time.” He kissed the center of my panties. “Tasting. Sucking.”
He moved down lower and kissed the inside of my thigh. I arched, my fingers curling into the bed sheet. Wanting him to tear my panties off. “Vic,” I whispered.
He raised his head and his eyes locked with mine. “And when you come for the first time, I’m going to feel you shudder around my cock.” The corner of his mouth curved up. “And make no mistake, that will only be the first time tonight you’ll be quivering and screaming my name, Rainbird.”
He hooked his fingers in my panties and slowly dragged them downward. “You good with that?”
Oh God. My fingers tangled the bed sheet. “Yes,” I breathed.
“Lift, baby.”
I lifted my ass, and he slid my panties down my thighs and off my legs.
He stared at me. “Jesus. So fuckin’ beautiful.”
Our eyes locked. Sparks tap danced across my skin.
He moved his fingertips, gliding them from my abdomen down to my clit where he paused and pressed. A wave of pleasure shot through me. “Vic. Oh God.”
He spread the folds and slid his fingers through the wetness. Up. Down. Up. Down.
I panted and shifted my body, trying to get him to touch my clit again. But he moved away, sliding his fingers farther down to circle my opening. “So wet for me, baby.”
“Please,” I begged.
“Bend your knees,” he ordered. “Nice and wide for me, baby.”