When she arched and gasped as his mouth explored her spectacular breasts, his hips rocked against her. He felt her dampness through two layers of cloth and decided he needed her naked and under him. Now.
Kissing a trail from her cleavage down the subtle arcs of her ribs and the scoop of her stomach, he paused to nibble her hip bones. Her knees fell open to accommodate the width of his shoulders.
Mindy marveled at the feel of Isaac’s arms around her thighs, strong corded arms that felt like thick ropes. His biceps flexed, drawing her juncture closer to his mouth. Heaven help me.
She refused to allow a stab of guilt for ditching Marcus to distract her from the moment. Finally, she lay in the arms of the man she’d fallen half in love with, and she would fall for him completely if she let herself.
Her abdomen fluttered as his hands drifted over her belly. His tanned skin contrasted with her paleness. He radiated vitality, his eyes heavy-lidded, so rich and dark she could drown in their depths.
When the bristle of his jaw scraped her inner thighs, blood rushed through her veins. The very tip of his tongue glided over her seam, making her calves clench and her knees tremble.
“Relax, baby.” His husky murmur drifted over her skin. “Let me taste you.”
Hesitantly, she eased her legs wider, supported by his flexed arms. He started over, drawing the point of his tongue across her a second time. Then he parted her with his thumbs and repeated the motion.
As if she wasn’t wet enough, a surge of moisture trickled from her entrance. She opened her eyes and looked down at him, silently begging for more. His chiseled cheeks curved with a smile.
Highly sensitized, she breathed continuous moans as he bathed her with warm, moist caresses. All concentration centered on where he stroked her with long slow laps. God, he was really good at this.
He swept his tongue oh so slowly from her opening, up to where her clit ached for his attention. His tongue flicked the peak and she clenched the bed sheets in her fists.
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“Mmm. Me, too.” His mouth closed on her, sucking her, and she lifted her hips off the mattress.
It had been so long since someone had touched her there, the sensation was sharp and intense, almost too much. “Please…don’t stop.”
A low laugh rumbled in his chest. “An hour from now you may regret those words. But you don’t get to take them back.”
Wait. Oral sex lasted longer than fifteen minutes? She was used to the guy getting bored, making it obvious she needed to hurry up and come. Without that pressure looming, her thighs relaxed their tension, allowing her to lay back and enjoy the experience instead of rushing toward climax.
So she did. She lost herself to the divine movements of his mouth. The way he changed his pace from slow swirling to rapid flicks, taking her to the edge. Then he drew her back down by easing his tempo, moving lower and probing her entrance, inserting his tongue inside her, his face moving back and forth with each penetration.
Isaac was a masterful lover, calculated, giving her just enough but not too much. “You’re driving me crazy,” she panted.
“That’s the point.” His eyes crinkled at the corners. “Do you want me to stop?”
She shook her head violently. “No.”
“Good. Because I wasn’t going to.” He clamped his arms more firmly around her thighs and his talented mouth resumed its sweet torment.
After seizing her clit and taking her to the brink three more times, she swore if the wind blew the right way she’d come undone. With or without his help.
“Isaac, please.”
Finally his tongue offered the perfect rhythm against the place throbbing for release.
“Yes. Yes.”
The steady flicking motions caused her thighs to quiver uncontrollably. His strong hands forced her to stay still.
But she couldn’t stand it. Couldn’t take…anymore… Her head thrashed and her fists trembled in the sheets.
“Isaac!” She screamed his name and the long awaited burst shot through her with a shattering explosion. Shards of electric sensation traveled through her veins, filling her with orgasmic bliss. Exquisite pleasure rippled inside her, leaving her sated and relieved. Her body hummed in the aftermath.
All the built-up tension gone, she lay in a boneless heap. She couldn’t move if she wanted to, barely managing to catch her breath. “Oh. Wow.”
“I’m not finished with you yet.” His voice was low and rumbling and sexy as sin. She caught the devious glint in his eyes.
Sending him a wary glance, she scooted back toward the headboard. “I can’t take any more.”
“Yes, you can. And you will.”