Take It (Sinclair 1)

“Fuuuuck!” Was all her addled brain could produce when Nick’s tongue dipped further into her center and started to lap up her juices. His tongue was mimicking what she’d done with her fingers moments before. Her head rolled back and her eyes fluttered closed.

“No. Watch me,” he growled.

The vibrations doubled her pleasure. She forced her eyes open and the vindication that shone through in his eyes reminded her of something he’d once said. I’m a virgin, not a saint. Damn, he did know what he was doing. She knew she hadn’t listened, but he didn’t say he was the motherfucking Picasso of oral sex either.

He sucked on her clit then attacked it with the tip of his talented tongue before sucking it again. A surprise orgasm ripped through her body with so much force that she would tell anyone who asked that she’d seen stars. Her nails dug into the sheets, and she moaned while she rode out the waves. Nick tightened his grip and did not release her until she had her last tremor.

“So good,” he whispered as he climbed up Kalilah’s body. He yanked her gown off and tossed it. Then he hovered above her like he did on their last Lazy Friday.

“Now. I want you to taste yourself on my tongue.”

He licked her partially open lips before dipping his tongue in her mouth. He kissed her thoroughly. Then nipped at her lips. Kalilah moaned into his mouth; they tasted wonderful together. His excitement dripped on her thigh, warm and slightly sticky. He stopped her when she tried to wrap her legs around his waist. He pushed back and grabbed one of the packets on the bed. When did those get there?

He ripped it open with his teeth and Kalilah was mesmerized as he rolled the latex down his length. He smiled at her, his dimples prominent on his face.

“Training wheels,” he said before settling between her bent knees.

Nick grabbed her bent knees and pushed himself into her body. Her body stretched to accommodate his head. He pulled back and pushed back in; slowly pushing himself further inside with each tentative thrust.

Kalilah knew he was testing the waters, so to speak, and not intentionally teasing her, but his body constantly rubbing against the sensitive flesh at her opening had her body on fire. At this rate, she’d be done before he got started; she wasn’t complaining. She just wanted him along for the ride. Kalilah arched her back and met his next thrust. His hips slapped against her as he sunk all the way in.

“Damn Baby, you feel so good,” he whispered before teasing the shell of her ear with his hot, wet tongue.

Kalilah wiggled, enjoying the feeling of his heated skin rubbing against her. This is what she’s been wanting and imagining since he’d asked her. Nick moaned in appreciation as her nails gently ran up and down his back.

He pushed up on his elbows to put space between them unknowingly giving her free range of his chest and torso. Her hands were like heat-seeking missiles, stroking and caressing every dip and line of his body, groping his taunt flesh unabashedly.

“You’re so fucking hot, Nick.” His intense gray eyes softened and glowed from the compliment.

“You think so?” It was an honest question. He wasn’t fishing for compliments or trying to stroke his ego.

Kalilah didn’t hesitate. “Hell, yes! And sexy as hell.” Kalilah was treated to both dimples.

“Really?” Slight confusion laced his voice.

Kalilah’s eyebrows knitted together. How could he not know this? She positioned herself on her elbows so she could look him in the eye better.

“I have a question for you.” She continued when he raised his eyebrows. “Are you currently balls-deep inside of me?”

Nick’s face was a mixture of pleasure and pain. Kalilah felt his cock twitch inside of her. Her walls slightly contracted in response.

“Oh. You’re killing my Zen-like calm.” His voice was rough with desire. “I’ve been doing my best impersonation of a statue to let my body cool down.”

He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment then roamed her body. Kalilah didn’t think it was possible, but his body hardened more.

“I’ve tried to reign in my desire.”

Kalilah leaned in and nipped at his bottom lip. “Nick…” She teased the seam of his lips with the tip of her tongue. “Who told you to do that? After months of trying, I finally have you exactly where I want you.”

She didn’t mean to say the last part. It was as if his cock was truth serum. It was her turn to ask.

“Fuck me, Nick.”

Nick distracted Kalilah with a bone melting kiss. His skilled tongue made love to her mouth while his retreating cock made her body ache for more. Nick tested his options with a few cursory strokes before finding his rhythm.

Kalilah’s body hummed with the appreciation of each stroke, each nerve awakened by his hand sliding down her hip to her outer thigh, and each squeeze of her ass cheek, each rub of his hard body against hers. And each of his sighs of pleasure.

Kalilah was high on Nick. Intoxicated by his scent and lost in his eyes. She felt herself falling deeper into the abyss of her feelings. She would need a rope to pull herself out the emotional quicksand. Her hands followed the taut skin of his back until they landed on his toned ass cheeks. He let out a soft, surprised gasp when she grabbed them. Nick nipped her neck.