“You missed me as much as I missed you.”
“Yes…”
He pulled his fingers out of my panties then yanked the fabric down my thighs. When I was naked he undressed behind me, removed his suit and tie. His boxers were stripped away and kicked across the floor.
As much as I wanted to do this, I knew I couldn’t. “I said no.”
He turned me around until we were face to face. His hand fisted my hair aggressively and gripped the steep curve in my back. I was pulled so close to him that my chest pressed against his every time I took a breath. “Your mind and body are at war with each other. And I know who’s going to win.” He lifted me off the ground then lay me on the bed underneath him. His hands rested against either side of my head and his thighs separated mine. “You’ve already kissed me. You’ve already touched me. What difference does it make?” His fingers interlocked with mine and he pinned my hands to the mattress.
“It does make a difference.”
He bowed his head until his nose brushed against mine. His quiet breaths fell on my face, the hunger obvious in the way he gripped my hands. He was the hunter and I was the hunted. He stared at my lips for several heartbeats before he kissed me. The embrace was softer than the one we shared before. He concentrated on the feel of my lips, giving me purposeful kisses that were both delicate and passionate.
My lips immediately moved with his like they had a mind of their own. I tasted the bitter wine on his lips and felt my body tighten underneath him. My ankles met around his waist and I wanted a night of unbridled passion. The moment reminded me of all our nights together, making love in front of the fireplace.
He pulled his lips away until there was just an inch of space between us.
I almost whimpered because the withdrawal was painful.
“I miss hearing you come.” His intense gaze met mine, desperate and powerful at the same time.
The area between my legs immediately throbbed. He hadn’t been inside me for so long and I craved that feeling. I wanted the connection we once shared. I missed it more than I would ever admit.
He gave my lips another kiss before he slowly moved down my body. Kisses were placed on my tits and my stomach. His large hands widened my legs as his mouth drew closer. He ran his tongue along my hips then kissed the inside of my thighs.
Oh god.
I should put an end to this right now but I didn’t. Instead, I gripped the sheets underneath me and prepared for that warm mouth against my heat. His eyes locked with mine as he kissed the skin surrounding the area, purposely teasing me. He never looked sexier than when his face was pressed between my legs.
Finally, his mouth sealed over my folds and he gave me a scorching kiss.
“Oh my god…” My back arched and I dug my fingertips into the mattress. The ecstasy shot through my body immediately, making my toes curl and nipples harden. Without any embarrassment, I widened my legs because I wanted more of that handsome mouth.
He kissed me again, and this time he circled his tongue around my clitoris. He used forceful pressure to bring me to life. He kissed and sucked the area, giving me the delectable head I missed so much. He sucked my clit again before he gripped my hands on the sheets and interlocked our fingers. He kept me in place so I couldn’t move. “You want me to stop?”
My head was in the clouds and I couldn’t think about anything besides that warm mouth around my pussy. “No.” No one could hold it against me. I had a gorgeous man between my legs, and it seemed like he enjoyed it even more than I did. It was the perfect fantasy. “No.”
He moved his mouth between my legs again and kissed me harder than before. His tongue did magical things, and I found myself writhing and moaning for the man who broke my heart.
He used his tongue to circle my clit harder, hitting me in the right spot so I’d go over the edge.
“God…right there.” I twisted against his hands but they were locked in place. My hips immediately moved upward as the collision hit me like a freight train. It was powerful and blinding. It was so good that I couldn’t believe I forgot just how amazing it felt. “Crow…” I didn’t even realize I said his name until the damage was done. I was a slave to this man all over again.
His kisses softened as the high left my body. Slowly, I started to relax. My hips came down and my fingertips stopped squeezing his. My breathing returned to normal but my nipples were still hard and my chest was covered with sweat.