Divine Phoenix(Divine Creek Ranch 10)(75)

His spacious bedroom was well appointed with dark wood furniture, and she smiled when she saw the candles flickering on the dresser and nightstands. Clay reclined like a Greek god in the king-size bed, his thick erection well defined beneath the sheet barely covering his hips.

Her sex ached with the memory of the last time she’d been in his bed, and she wanted him to make love to her again. The candlelight illuminated and cast in shadows the planes and valleys of his physique.

Her earlier fatigue after the confrontation on the elliptical was forgotten as she moved to the side of the bed. He pulled the sheet back for her and then crawled to the side of the bed where she stood mesmerized by him. He was nude, and his heavy cock bobbed as he moved, standing up straight against his lower abdomen.

He knelt in front of her on the bed. With confident hands he parted the neckline of her robe, revealing her breasts while allowing the lightweight robe to remain tied at the waist. For some reason, she didn’t worry he’d strip her of the robe before she was ready. Raising his hand, he drifted the backs of his fingers against the undersides of each breast, drawing a quavering moan from her.

Seeming satisfied with her reaction, he tilted his head and parted his lips to lick her nipple and then closed them around it, sucking strongly. He glanced up at her, and the candlelight illuminated his green-gold eyes, and his lips curved in the hint of a smile as he slid his hands in a slow caress around her hips to her ass cheeks and squeezed.

Her legs were wobbling by the time he released her nipple with a faint, wet pop and he climbed from the bed. Padding around the room, he blew out the candles one at a time, fulfilling his promise that this night would be on her terms, cast in pitch-black darkness. She wished it wasn’t necessary because watching his rapturous expression as he kissed and lapped at her breasts had been a heady experience.

As the last light faded away, she glimpsed him turning to her and felt his body heat a moment before his hands settled on her shoulders. He pulled the tie at her waist loose, and then he slid the garment from her. The warmth of his skin seared her as the robe fell to a puddle at her feet. Her hair tickled her ass cheeks when he grasped great handfuls of the soft strands, cupped the back of her head, and laid a gentle but firm kiss on her lips.

He returned to his kneeling position on the edge of the bed and drew her to him by her upper arms, sending shivers along her spine as he trailed his fingertips downward. She felt a little dizzy and had to brace her hands on his chest to stay upright. When his fingertips reached her waist and then the small of her back, it pulled at some internal reflex and her back arched on its own accord, pushing her breasts close to his face.

Her pussy clenched as he gently took control of the moment, and her desire skyrocketed as he slid his palms up her arms, held her steady, and kissed her left collarbone and then the right one. Sizzling desire raced over her flesh, and her nipples tightened so much that they stung and throbbed. So much for thinking her nipples weren’t very sensitive. He worshipped the upper swell of her aching breasts and made his way back up to her collarbones.

“Oh!” Her pussy responded to his erotic touch with small flurries of convulsions. She eased up when she noticed she was digging her fingernails into his shoulders and then realized she should probably reciprocate on all the attention she was getting.

His skin was silky over firm muscle beneath her fingertips as she trailed them from his outer shoulders to the nape of his neck. He growled softly, and she assumed he enjoyed her touch. He switched to the other nipple, and the cool air made the damp one he released from his teasing mouth feel even tighter.

The pulling sensation seemed to have a hotline to her clit as it throbbed with the need to be touched. She sank her fingertips into his short hair and stroked his scalp with her nails and smiled when she felt a tremor race through him. He tilted his head in the other direction and took his time lapping and sucking at her nipple.

Lily was overwhelmed by the urge to do something for him and felt guilty that she wasn’t serving him with the same ardor that he was lavishing her with. She needed to do something almost more than she needed to feel his divine lips on her body.

She reached out tentatively and found his throbbing shaft in the darkness and stroked the very tip of it. He groaned deeply, and the sound communicated the pleasure her touch gave him. She got off on that as much as him touching her. With gentle fingertips, she stroked his slit, finding the damp trace of his arousal, and smoothed it to the sensitive underside of his cockhead. He panted, and his sex bobbed and twitched in her hand as she teased and caressed his steely length.

Her nipple popped from his mouth, and he muttered, “Baby,” before ravenously sucking her nipple back into his mouth, latching on to it powerfully. Those gripping convulsions rippled through her pussy again, and she wondered if she’d come before he even had her horizontal.