Mak flopped back down with a hand over her eyes. If she didn’t die of humiliation, it’d be a miracle.
“So fucking pretty,” he murmured. He lifted his head, and the sincerity on his face slayed her.
All of a sudden, all her insecurities and embarrassment at being exposed this way disappeared. She was sharing an incredibly intimate moment with a man she adored. Not only was he making her feel things she’d only read about, but he clearly loved doing it. Her shyness morphed into a feeling of flying from the knowledge he desired her so much.
Never, in a million years, would she have expected what came next.
Thunder bit her!
Gently, but his teeth definitely sunk into the skin of her upper thigh. And what did she do? Well, she moaned shamelessly and thrust her pelvis up into his face.
“There’s my greedy girl,” he murmured. “Better find a muzzle, baby, I have a feeling you’re gonna wanna get loud.”
Oh shit.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
THUNDER CHUCKLED AS Mak slapped a hand over her mouth as though that would contain her screams of ecstasy once he really got going.
It’d been a damn long time since he’d gone down on a woman, and he couldn’t fucking wait to break the streak with Makenna. And the fact he’d be her first…well, fuck, that was a turn-on he never saw coming. A woman’s experience level never entered his thoughts in the past. He didn’t give a shit if they’d been with one or one hundred men. Long as both parties got off, they were good to go.
But knowing he’d be the only man with the memory of Mak’s flavor on his tongue? The only one to watch her face as he ate her to completion?
Fuck.
Mouth watering, he licked over the pink mark where he’d nipped her thigh. She jolted and began to pant in anticipation.
The sweet scent of her arousal surrounded him, making him dizzy with desire. Tonight was about her. He wanted her to know he was serious about giving this a go and didn’t want to just stick his dick in her. He planned to get her off, kiss her goodnight, and let her get some much-needed sleep.
His balls sure as fuck would hate him, but they’d survive until he could get home and rub one out. Or two. Hell, it might be a three jerk-off kinda night. Already, his dick felt strangled by his boxer briefs and his balls heavy and full. He’d be blowing a huge load tonight.
In the time he’d paused, Mak dropped her hands from her face and propped herself on her elbows again. She watched him with hooded eyes. Christ, she was gorgeous with those rosy tits, her creamy skin, and innocent yet curious gleam in her eyes.
“Eyes on me, baby. Watch how much I love eating you.”
She bit her lower lip, and he groaned.
“Gonna fucking kill me,” he muttered. Then, with his gaze on her, he moved in. She stared at him as he drew closer and closer to her. “Keep those legs wide for me.”
She nodded, breath coming hard now that she was in full-on anticipation mode.
Thunder licked one inner thigh, then the other, gathering the flavor he’d been starving for since last night. Then, instead of continuing with the licks, he sucked one of her pussy lips into his mouth.
Mak squeaked, never releasing her lower lip. Her eyes flared wide.
He repeated the move to the other side, following immediately with firm strokes of his tongue. Every hitch in her breath was like a pat on the back, encouraging and praising him for his efforts.
With two fingers in a V-shape, he spread her lips and fucked his tongue into her. Her soaked pussy clenched around him as her thighs closed in on his shoulders, hard. He kept at it for a few minutes, loving the way she tried to crush him with her slender yet surprisingly strong legs.
She tasted fucking delicious. He could have died there, gorging himself on her pussy and listening to the ragged sounds of her breathing.
“Thunder,” she whispered in a desperate plea for relief.
“Hmm?” he hummed against her, earning a firm bump of her sex against his face.
“It’s so good,” she whispered. “I can’t…I don’t even know.”
With a chuckle, he lifted his head to find her loopy gaze still fixated on him. His lips and chin had to be shiny with her juices because he’d gone all in there like a fucking animal. But he wasn’t done yet.
Keeping their gazes locked, Thunder slid two fingers into her. Her head fell back on her shoulders with a soft gasp.
“I love feeling full of you. Whatever you put in me makes me feel so full. It goes through my whole body.”
“Christ,” he whispered. Her reactions were honest, so real and unpracticed. Something about the authenticity made him even hotter. No overdone moaning, fake shouting, or Oscar-worthy production. Just a genuine response to extreme pleasure.