Giving a screech, she went onto her tiptoes to evade the plundering finger. “You big jerk …” Raine had to bite down on her bottom lip to keep from moaning. Her head fell to his chest when he started inching his finger higher inside of her. Unable to prevent herself from licking the tiny nipple near her mouth, she smiled when she felt him shudder at her tongue on his flesh.
“Do you like that?” she whispered, licking him again.
“Very much,” he groaned.
Becoming bold at his reaction, Raine nipped on the nipple before moving her mouth to the center of his chest. “Your body is so beautiful.” Cupping her hands over his shoulders, she ran them down his arms, catching the wrist whose finger was thrusting inside her. She pulled it away to bring both of them to the back of his neck. “Don’t move, or I’ll stop,” she warned.
She could tell from his facial features that he was battling the need to touch her.
Dipping her mouth lower, she let her knees go down to the blower, which put her mouth where she hadn’t been brave enough to explore before. She had never put her mouth on a penis, and looking at Skars had her questioning her sanity about what she was about to do.
Smoothing her hand over his abs, she realized Skars had sucked his breath in and still hadn’t resumed breathing.
“Breathe …” Letting the word whisper out of her mouth, Raine pressed a small kiss right below the bloom of his penis. Feeling the knobby texture had her knees clenching together.
Feeling the heat from the blower had her feeling she had just walked into a furnace. She scooted her knees to the side and maneuvered them back under the cool water. The water coming down on their flesh had both of them shuddering.
Moving her mouth from Skars’ penis, she let her fingers take its place, experimentally touching him. Running her thumb over the opening, she felt it moistening and opening to spread like a flower blooming under the sun’s ray. Pushing the skin of his penis down, Raine exposed the head. She licked her bottom lip and lowered her mouth over him.
The low hiss coming from Skars had her feeling like a goddess. This gorgeous man was under her control. She could do anything she wanted to him, and he would let her. A sense of freedom she had never experienced before had her mouth covering his penis more fully. Raising her hand, she clasped him in a tight grip. What surprised her the most was the arousal she was experiencing at his pleasure.
When steam started coming off his body as the cool water met his heated flesh, she moved closer to him to take more of him inside her mouth. Glancing up at him through her lashes, her eyes were unexpectedly caught by his.
Skars’ penis might be Martian, but the man staring down at her was pure Viking. With his hands behind his neck, the muscles in his arms tense and easily seen, all showed he was holding himself back with iron will. No man, or woman, would ever be able to tame this man unless he wanted them to. He was just as wild as the flames he created inside of her. Skars was giving her the illusion of controlling him.
Stroking the inside of his thighs with her hands, she moved her mouth up and down over him, slowly building her speed until she felt more comfortable taking more. Her heart started pounding faster when his foot inched out to settle between her thighs, his toes bunching up to play hide and seek with her clit.
Raine didn’t stop him, knowing his feet were just as sensitive as his hands and penis. Her body started quivering as his toes started pushing and rubbing against her intimately.
Holding on to his thigh, she felt his muscles quivering as much as hers. Small pulses started in his penis, showing he was about to come. The salty taste of him was on the tip of her tongue when Skars moved his penis away from her to bend down next to her and splay her out under the water.
“You weren’t supposed to move.” She reprimanded him in a hoarse voice when his mouth started suckling on her vulva.
Blinking the water from her eyes, she pushed the damp hair away from her face as a pleasure-filled scream filled the air. She placed a hand over her mouth in an effort to stifle the cry, not wanting to hurt his ears.
Skars caught her wrist while lifting his mouth from her. “Your screams do not hurt me.” Rising above her, his head blocked out the splashing water from hitting her directly in the face.
He used his thumb to press against the corner of her mouth, parting her lips for his ravenous kiss.