Captured by the Bodyguard(44)

She shook her head mutely, unable to piece together a vocal reply. He leaned forward to whisper against her lips, “Your pussy reminds me of strawberries smothered in thick, dark chocolate, with just a hint of honey trickling forth. You’re going to taste amazing, baby. I just know it.”

Ooh heavens, thought the shuddering Alexandra as his words turned her to jelly from the waist down. He proceeded to press kisses from her lips to her neck, making her squirm as he sucked hard at the inner curve of her shoulder before shifting to her budded nipples. He plucked at the thick nubs with his lips and lashed them with his tongue in turns, all the while caressing her soaked entrance with his knowing fingers. Alexandra bucked and shivered, her brain almost short-circuiting from the sensation of Cane’s mouth pleasuring her breasts. His free hand cupped and squeezed them, his fingers wrapping around each firm, generous swell.

He groaned against her tit, lapping at her aureole and making it crinkle when the cool air touched the tip moistened by his tongue. When he pulled her nipple into his mouth…sweet lord. She felt like she’d been injected with lightning volts right through her centre. He rolled the nipple around inside his mouth with his tongue, stretching and then biting just so with his teeth till she screamed out his name.

He tapped on her clit at the same time, firm little pats coupled with wide, circular motions that brought out black and white spots behind her eyelids. Something solid yet invisible was pressing her off the edge; she couldn’t say what it was but it was so close she could feel it rising inside her. Just as she made to tumble beneath its force, Cane drew his hand away to rest it on her hip as he lifted his mouth from her tingling breast to gaze down into her bewildered face.

“Do you realize that the best part of having this gift of being here beside you…” he began, his voice hoarse with desire, “Is being able to pleasure you, to know that my touch makes you scream and squelch with juices. I do make you wet, don’t I?” His eyes were dark green blades of sensuality that sliced through her like sharp-edged steel.

“So wet,” Alexandra gasped, her hands grasping his head, fisting the short, silky hairs as she writhed hungrily beneath him. He was still very much clothed, which was enough to make her whimper in deprivation even as she told him, “You just have to open your mouth and your voice, your words drive me to distraction.”

“And there’s so much more,” Cane promised deeply, his fingers kneading into the firm flesh of her upper thigh. “You have no idea what I could make you feel, my love. You have such fire and passion; I can taste it on your skin and it’s like a drug to me. I’m about to unleash something inside you that you’ll crave all your life and I’m going to be the only one who can satisfy that craving.”

“I wouldn’t want it any differently,” Alexandra told him with whispery assurance, her own heart pounding with love and devotion.

“Good…because any man try to lay even a pinkie finger on this luscious body, then he’d better be ready to lose both fucking hands,” Cane growled, pressing one more hard, possessive kiss on her lips and causing a shudder to convulse straight through her. She gasped, her head flung back as he began to snake his body down, down…by the time he’d settled his broad shoulders in between her legs, her head whipped back up again. What came next would have been almost impossible for Alexandra to relate in mere words.

Cane. Burying his face against her sex, sticking out his tongue and giving her one long, up and down, sideways lick…Hot. Damn.

Alexandra almost snapped her spine, curving back in half at the sensation of Cane’s velvety rough tongue flattening over her mound. He used his thumb to gently part her pussy lips before twirling that hot tongue around her engorged clit. Before she could even process the pleasure making her body jolt, Cane wrapped his lips around her clit and gave it a deep, hard suck.

Alexandra’s mouth popped wide open but no sound came out. Every nerve cell both inside and out became fine-tuned to the working of Cane’s tongue and fingers on her pussy. Her thighs jerked, her fingers unclenching from the sheets to grip tightly on his short hair.

Somewhere, somehow, she found her voice and all she could do was breathe his name “Cane, oh Cane…” as he thrilled her to the bone by stimulating her pussy.

“Fuck, baby. You taste better than I even dreamed,” Cane groaned, lifting his head slightly to look up at her and Alexandra fought to keep her eyes open enough to hold his gaze. He reached up a hand to stick his long middle finger into her mouth, and she sucked on it hungrily as he ghosted the thumb of his other hand over her clit.