So did I. Her nipples and breasts were a fucking work of art. The finest sculptors couldn’t have carved anything more beautiful.

She reached for my T-shirt, but I swatted her hand away.

“Let me,” I said. “Let me take care of you this time.”

I pushed her down on the bed, removed her sandals, and then unbuckled her jeans and slid them over her hips. Only her leopard-spotted panties remained between me and her luscious body. I didn’t want to go straight for her hot pussy, even though I knew it was wet. I could smell her musk, and it was making me crazy. No, I would do something for her. Even though I hadn’t been able to give her the words she had given me, I could at least give her tenderness with my body.

I leaned over her, still fully clothed, and kissed her softly on the lips. She opened her mouth to meet my tongue, but instead of taking it, I moved to her cheek, raining tiny kisses over the apple, up to her temple, and then down to her earlobe. I tugged on it lightly and nibbled around the outer shell of her ear. She sighed softly. I probed into her ear with my tongue and then continued down the side of her neck, kissing little trails across her jawline, her cheek, to her other ear, where I repeated my action. Then I kissed her neck, giving her little love bites, refraining from sucking hard and marking her, even though I yearned to do so.

I kissed across her chest to her shoulders, down her arms to her hand, where I sucked each of her fingers into my mouth. I kissed back up her arm and across her chest again, reveling in the soft sweetness of her flesh. Ignoring those amazing breasts demanded all my willpower, but I did it, determined to show her all the tenderness I never thought I could. I kissed over to her other arm, grazing over the soft skin with my lips.

“Talon, please. My nipples.”

“Shh,” I said against her skin. “In good time.”

I kissed a spiral pattern around her breast, not stopping until I made it to the areola. Then I gave the boob a squeeze and moved to the other one.

She squirmed against me. “I’m going crazy here. My nipples need you.”

I chuckled against her silky skin while spiraling around the other breast. Her skin was like the finest silk under my lips as I kissed it, swirled my tongue into it, tasted the sleek texture of her.

She squirmed more but didn’t ask me to pleasure her nipples again. I slid down to her abdomen and rained kisses over it. When I got to the beautiful pussy between her legs, I summoned every ounce of self-control I had to make a detour and kiss down her thighs, knees, all the way to her beautiful feet, toes painted light pink. I kissed each toe and glided back up again, avoiding her pussy and sliding down the other leg.

My cock was ready to burst out of its confinement. But I was single-minded. She had done so much for me, had tried to make it about me so many occasions. This was her time.

I kissed back up to her abdomen.

Finally, I flicked my tongue over one turgid nipple.

“Oh, God, yes,” she sighed. “I’ve been

waiting for that, needing that. No one sucks my nipples like you do, Talon.”

“No one’s nipples are as beautiful as yours, blue eyes.” I sucked one into my mouth while pinching the other one between my thumb and forefinger.

She writhed beneath me, and her musky scent drifted upward. I inhaled deeply, still sucking on her nipple. God, I was so fucking hard.

I ached to free my cock and sink into her moist heat, but I was determined to give her what she wanted, and right now she wanted the nipple treatment. Not a hardship to focus on her beautiful nipples. I sucked, nibbled, bit, kissed…and underneath me she continued to writhe, convulsing, sighing, moaning my name…like candied nectar for the ears.

She gripped two fistfuls of my T-shirt and tried to pull it forward over my torso.

I gave her nipple a hard bite. “Not yet, blue eyes.”

She tried to pull my shirt up again, and I bit her again.

Ah… She liked the hard bite. She had liked the nipple clamps the other night. She liked harsh nipple play.

I certainly had more of that in store for her, but I was trying to be tender today. No more bites on her nipples. Even if she tried to pull my shirt off.

Finally, when her nipples were good and worked over, I slid her panties off her and let my hand drift between her legs and part her silky folds. God, so wet, so juicy. I pushed two fingers inside her and massaged her G spot.

She jerked beneath me. “God, Talon. I want to come so bad.”

“Oh, you will, baby. You’re going to come a lot today.”

And right after I said those words, I found her clitoris and sent her over the edge.

She gripped the comforter as she screamed her release. “Oh, God, Talon, I love you, I love you.”

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