He released his powerful suction and pressed a kiss to her sternum and then laid another kiss on one of her collarbones and whispered, “I love this delicate little spot.”
Love? Did he love her? Could she trust someone that much again? Very telling was the fact that the thought didn’t generate fear or uncertainty in her. He squeezed her ass cheek, rousing her from her distracting thoughts. He’d seemed almost worshipful as he’d taken his time with her, heating her core until she felt like an inferno burned within her.
She felt him step from the bed, and then he whispered, “Into bed with you, Lily.”
She climbed in, but turned to him and stopped him when he followed her. “Wait.”
He stood at the edge, and she traced her hands from his chest up and outward to his shoulders. Taking her time, she learned him, feeling inexperienced in some ways because she’d never had the opportunity for leisurely intimacies like that before.
She squeezed gently as she slid her hands over his large biceps and then down to his lightly furred forearms. He groaned when she knelt up and pressed her upper body to his chest, pillowing her breasts against his intoxicatingly hot skin. He encased her in his strong arms briefly before she pulled away and slid her hands down his shuddering abdomen in a steady trail to his cock and smiled when he groaned in pleasure again.
Briefly she recalled the hurt JT had dealt out, telling her that one of the only reasons he kept her around had been because of her exceptional oral skills. It had shamed her at the time, but she felt vindicated now, somehow, as she planned to lavish those skills on someone who could really appreciate them, and her. She licked her lips as she slid her hand up his length and licked her way around the ridged head of his cock.
“Fuck,” he growled and laid his palm against the back of her head, but not insistently as though he planned to hold her head in place while he thrust into her, which she’d experienced before.
In appreciation, she lavished his cock with long, slow licks and teasing strokes at the sensitive tip. His hips flexed, but he still didn’t thrust, letting her set the pace instead. She enveloped his head in her mouth and licked again, getting him nice and wet so he’d slide easily.
“Lily, sweet angel…”
With her mouth full of his cock, she uttered a nonverbal inquiring sound, as if she didn’t already know what he wanted. Her heart pounded at the rapturous sounds he made, and she wanted to give him as much pleasure as she could.
She firmed her lips and slid down his cock, taking him to the back of her throat before sucking on the upstroke. Her gag reflex was sensitive, and she was grateful when he didn’t try to take more than she could give. She’d deep-throated JT because he’d demanded it and it was easier to give in than to fight it and have him force her anyway.
She wrapped her hand around the base of Clay’s cock to control his depth, and Clay groaned in pleasure. That distracted her with memories again because JT would never have allowed her control like that. In comparison, Clay was the perfect combination of forceful assertiveness and gentle consideration.
His warm hand slid down her back, and he murmured reassuringly, “You’re with me now, Lily. It’s okay. I love what you’re doing.”
Love?
She slammed the door on the bad memories and let a quiet, murmuring assent drift from her throat as she slid down his length and sucked lightly on the way up.
Clay shuddered and he caressed her back. “Baby, that feels so good. So hot.” She slid down again and increased the suction, stroking his length in tandem with her mouth. Her mouth watered when she tasted his pre-cum on her tongue, and she groaned happily.
Sliding his fingers through her thick hair, Clay gently stroked her scalp as she bobbed up and down on his cock, which seemed to grow harder and thicker. Her cunt quivered as she balanced on one hand and her knees. He leaned down and cupped her breasts in his hands and flicked and tugged at her nipples, distracting her.
He groaned as she sucked, and she giggled when he traced his fingertips over her abdomen, tickling her. The vibration in her throat made him groan again, and her heart burst with the joy she felt at being with him. This wasn’t just about satisfying a basic urge, and she reveled in being able to enjoy the moment and not view it as hard work meant to satisfy someone else.
Clay gasped when she picked up the pace, squeezing his cock and sucking harder. She braced her hand on his thigh and could tell when his muscles tensed up as he flexed his hips in time with her movements.
Finally, he placed his hand under her chin to stop her. “Lay back.”
She kissed his cock and then did as he asked, feeling her way to the center of the bed. The sheets were cool beneath her, which intensified the contrast of his heat as he positioned his shoulders between her thighs and lifted her calves so they lay over his shoulders.