Body Shots (Masters of Pleasure 2)

Trent stepped forward, so he was within touching distance, and then murmured, “I want you to undress me.”

Crystal’s expressive whiskey-colored eyes stared up at him, almost adoringly. She had the look of a shy kitten. The fingers of her right hand reached out and stroked slowly over his chest, back and forth. His muscles jumped beneath his white T-shirt. “A little faster, baby. I’m dying here.”

He wanted her.

Yesterday.

Crystal appeared to have no intention of moving more quickly, though. Instead, she seemed intent on massaging his chest and shoulders. Finally, her fingers moved south over his abdomen. Trent threw his head back on a groan. Desire and pain mingled and pushed him precariously close to the edge of control. He was strung as tight as a damn bow.

“Mm, you have the body of a god, Trent.”

Trent snorted. “Great, but maybe you’d like my body better buck-naked.”

“Yeah, I think I would,” Crystal murmured as she licked her lips and drove him that much higher.

Crystal tugged at his T-shirt until she was pulling it free of the waistband of his jeans. She bunched it up as high as she could reach, then Trent took over, all but ripping it over his head and throwing it across the room.

“You really are beautiful, Trent. I thought it the first time we met.”

He needed to correct her on the not-so-manly compliment, but when her fingers finally encountered his skin, Trent lost his voice. Her touch scorched him. He forced himself to remain still, to not fling her to the floor and shove his heavy dick inside her waiting pussy. She leaned forward and placed a small kiss to his left nip

ple, then nipped it with her teeth. To hell with it. A dark haze came over him.

Trent stepped away from her and swiftly stripped out of his clothes. “You need to learn to move faster,” he explained as she frowned at him.

“I was enjoying myself.” Her eyes traveled his entire length, then stopped on his swollen erection.

“Yeah?” He watched in predatory delight as her eyes went round and her tempting mouth formed a perfect O. Like any hot-blooded male, Trent imagined his heavy cock sliding between those succulent lips. He wanted to watch her lick and suck, then swallow his hot come. He wanted her a million different ways. It was insane, but he had never felt so out of control for a woman before, not even in his youth. She had put some sort of spell on him, and he was helpless to keep his libido from slamming into overdrive. He bent and kissed her, licking her flesh. He was starved for the unique taste of her. When he lifted his head and noticed Crystal’s entire face had gone warm and drowsy with want, he knew he could easily become addicted to seeing such a lovely sight.

She swiped a hand over her lips and seemed to struggle for words when she whispered, “Trent . . .”

The sound of his name on her lips had him swelling with pride. Crystal was so open she wore her feelings for all to see. When her eyes drifted downward once again, her cheeks went rosy.

Trent took no time in lifting her and placing her on the bed. Her cry of surprise had his dick swelling another inch. “Jesus, you try my patience.”

Crystal rose to a sitting position and smiled at him temptingly. “Do you know what a turn-on it is when you get so excited? It’s very sexy, Trent.”

Her hands went to the smooth expanse of her belly. She massaged her own skin and Trent was mesmerized. Slowly she moved upward, sliding over her breasts, kneading and plumping them, and then her head fell back as she pinched the raspberry tips. “This little show you’re putting on is like baiting a tiger.”

“Yeah?” Crystal slipped her hands around the full orbs and Trent went hard as steel.

“You don’t know what you’re doing, Crystal. You tempt me beyond reason.”

She opened her eyes at his words and smiled saucily, causing his gut to clench. “I don’t need you to be tame with me. I want you unrestrained and crazy. And I definitely don’t want you holding back. Only please me in the best manner you can. Do you think you can handle that, Trent?”

Trent didn’t bother to respond to her little taunt. At once, he was on top of her, pulling her arms above her head and pinning her to the mattress. Wedging his heavily muscled body between her yielding thighs, he shoved her long legs wide and rocked against her wet pussy. Slowly, allowing her to squirm, he lowered his head and sucked one stiff nipple deep. He was rewarded by her groan of need, her eager body shuddering anxiously for him.

He took his sweet time, laving and suckling on one breast then moving to the other. Then he did it all over again. Soon, Trent could feel her lower body lifting, grinding against his hips, seeking fulfillment. He lifted immediately and demanded, “You don’t come until I allow it.”

While his eyes roamed pleasingly over her bared torso, her body liquid fire against his, Trent growled deep in his throat, enjoying the sight of such a beautiful creature. He got to his knees and held his cock in a tight fist. “Suck it, baby.”

He watched her get into position to take him into her mouth. When her head dipped low, Trent rubbed the bulbous tip over her lips, back and forth. As a pearl of moisture appeared in the slit, he groaned. “Taste it on your tongue. I want my come in your mouth.”

As she licked, taking in the sticky liquid, Trent shook with restrained need. “Fuck, I want to shove my cock in deep right now.” Crystal’s hand grasped his dick and squeezed. Crystal looked up, their gazes locked, and without a second’s hesitation she angled her head forward and took him into her hot, eager mouth.

Nothing seemed to matter beyond the feel of her sweet lips wrapped around him so tightly, her tongue stroking him as if he was her tasty treat.

“Crystal.” Her name, thickly garbled, was all that emerged from his lips.