As Hawk massaged her mound with his knee, Cara tilted her head upward and cried out while his mouth caught her last sounds of pleasure, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Languidly, she massaged his balls through his pants, causing him to suck in his breath through his parted lips. Unzipping his jeans, she freed his cock and smeared the beads of pre-come over his silky head. Little by little, she removed his pants as he twitched underneath her, his chest rising and falling. Drawing away from him, she tugged at his t-shirt and pushed it upwards before he yanked it off over his head. He held his breath as she traced his tats with her tongue, nipping and kissing his chest and arms while his cock dug into her soft flesh.
“Fuck, Cara, what are you doing to me? You’ve cast some kind of shit over me. Fuck, fuck.” Hawk exhaled and tangled his fingers in her hair.
Down, down, down she went with her lips, her tongue, and her nails as Hawk, propped back against the headboard, allowed himself to relax. He relished the fire she lit in his cock and balls. I can’t get enough of my wildcat.
When her lips wrapped around the satiny head of his dick, he gasped. Then she brushed her tongue over the top of his cock, slow and steady, as he wrapped a fistful of her hair in his hand and guided her movements. Holding his shaft, she stroked it hard as she curled her tongue around the tip and twisted it in circles. “Fuck, you’re killing me,” Hawk said in a ragged breath.
Lifting her eyes, she met his smoldering gaze, caressing and sucking his cock as they stared at one another. “Mmmm, I love the way you taste.”
“Fuck, babe, you look hot with my cock in your mouth. I want to fuck you hard.”
“All in good time,” she teased as she tickled his balls. His strong legs tensed as she pushed his legs apart and kneeled between them. Putting her left hand under his ass, she kneaded it roughly, scratching it with her long nails. Her tongue licked the length of his dick as he grew harder and thicker with each pass of her tongue, and he felt as though his skin would tear apart each time her wicked tongue stroked his shaft. He jerked as she gripped his hardness, putting it into her mouth, sucking it noisily while taking in more and more of him.
“Fuck that feels awesome. Fuck… fuck…” His cock throbbed as Cara sucked him mercilessly.
As Hawk’s dick pulsed inside her mouth, she squeezed the base and sucked harder while her pace became frenzied. With his cock deep in her throat, Hawk’s whole body stiffened. Fuck! I’ve never had a blowjob like this. Hawk closed his eyes and the mounting tension reached its limit, then burst in a stream of desire, and he jerked his head back, moaning, as his liquid trickled down Cara’s throat. Digging his hands in her hair, her strands twisted around his fingers, she moaned and rotated her hips.
Opening her mouth, Cara licked away the wetness on his cock, and he yanked her up next to him. His mouth on hers, he tasted his salty tang on her lips. At that moment, he never felt so close to any one person as he did to Cara, and the intensity of her pull amazed him.
As Cara laid her head on his chest, he brushed her back with his fingertips while his racing heart slowed down. When a drop of water landed on his chest, he tilted Cara’s face up and a pair of glistening eyes met his. Why is she crying?
“Are you okay? Did I hurt you or something?”
Nuzzling his chest, she muttered, “No, I’m fine.”
“If you’re fine, then why are you crying?”
“It was so intense. I’m just in a good place right now.” She snuggled against him.
“Oh, okay.” For as long as he lived, he’d never figure out women.
She wiped away her tears, kissed him, and said, “I’ve never shared anything this intense with any man. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. It’s good, honey. It’s all good.”
Hearing her call him honey pleased him, and he wanted to tell her she was his everything, but fear of rejection stopped him. Even though the magic of the moment shrouded her, she didn’t tell him she wanted him, and he wasn’t ready to open his heart all the way. Embracing her, their bodies meshed together as one, and they fell asleep as the first snowflakes of the season whirled outside their window in the frosty wind.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
The next morning, snow blanketed the ground, and the late-morning sun strained to break through the clouds as thin shards of ice hung precariously on tree branches. Not wanting to leave the warmth of Hawk’s bed, Cara pulled the covers over her head. Rolling to her side, she watched Hawk as he slept, the usual scowl gone from his face. Smiling, she brushed his cheek.
I adore you. I want to tell you I can’t imagine my life without you, but I’m afraid you’ll push me away. We have great sex together, but for me, it’s so much more. Do you feel anything for me besides the physical pleasure we share? Cara yearned to bare her soul to him but, fearing rejection, she buried her feelings.