Forbidden Gold (Providence Gold 5)

No doubt seeing the question in mine, he smiled lazily. “It’s called a pubic piercing.”

Not letting go of his cock, I ran my hand down it until my palm touched the small barbell at the base of it. “I thought it was meant to go through the tip?” I asked as I ran my hand back down to the area in question. “Why did you have it down there?”

“Because it’ll feel good for you,” he rasped. “When I’m inside you,” he explained, his hips moving slightly as my hand continued to move up and down his length slowly, “and you have all of me, it’ll rub either side of your clit.”

Clenching my thighs together at the thought of how great that’d feel, I swallowed audibly. “Didn’t that hurt?”

“Not as much as getting it through the head, but you’re worth it.”

That made me stop my hand’s movements. “You had it done for me?”

His response was a nod of his head. “Of course.”

Looking back down at the metal, I blinked a couple of times. It wasn’t the typical romantic gesture of roses and chocolates, but it wasn’t like he’d sent me dick pics to try and woo me. In fact, I was kind of happy in a smug way about it—and a whole hell of a lot turned on at the thought of what it would feel like.

So, I decided to do to him what he’d just done to me and blow his mind—except in a different way.

Opening my mouth, I engulfed the head of his cock, and sucked at alternating speeds, fluttering the tip of my tongue along his frenulum.

I gave it my all, pulling all of the hints and tips from the magazines I’d read over the years to the front of my mind, and succeeded in doing such a good job that I left him gasping and with shaking legs to finish his shower fifteen minutes later.ElevenParkerI hadn’t expected this to happen tonight. In fact, all I’d wanted to do was spend some time with her and to clear my mind of what’d happened at work. She’d managed to achieve that, but when I’d told her to give me five minutes to get the ability to move back so I could do the same to her, the sneaky little bitch had left the bathroom.

If she thought she was getting away, she had another thing coming.

Walking out of the bathroom, I grinned at the sight she made as she balanced with her knees and elbows in the bed, ass in the air, reading something on her phone.

Dropping the damp towel in her laundry basket as I passed it, an idea hit me. I mean, she was in the perfect position for what I wanted to do to her.

So, crawling carefully up the bed, I turned onto my back and used my feet to move me until my head was right under her ass, the phone not losing her focus once. All it took was one slight adjustment to how I was lying, and then I was able to reach up and pull the thong she was wearing under the over washed and threadbare sweater to the side, baring her to me and making her jump.

“Um…”

Licking my lips at the view, I rasped, “If you’re not ready for this, right now would be the best time to say so.”

“I’m ready.” The words were backed up by her widening her legs and giving me more room to work.

With that reassurance, I wrapped both hands around her hips, and pulled her down onto my mouth, then ran my tongue through her center with one firm swipe.

The taste of her was immense. “Christ, Ari.”

Tilting my head back a bit more, I was able to latch onto her clit and then flutter my tongue over the tip of it, groaning when she lowered farther onto my face. Through the blood rushing to both of my heads—although the southern state of Parker was still in recovery—I was dimly aware of her phone beeping, but not much could’ve pulled me away from what I was doing at that moment.

“Shit,” she gasped, grinding down onto me as I sucked harder. “It doesn’t get much more awkward than doing this when my grandpa’s trying to Facetime me.”

Chuckling, I moved down to her entrance, thrusting the tip of my tongue inside her and marveling how tight she was around it. Just imagining what that would feel like around my cock… Something she wasn’t going to get tonight, but she could have my fingers.

Reaching up with my right hand, I replaced my tongue with the middle digit of my left hand, slowly pushing it inside her to ramp up her anticipation at what I was going to do. I wasn’t an immediate action guy, I wanted to take my time with her, learn all of her, memorize it all, and then I’d let her come.