Fire Bound (Sea Haven Sisters)(123)

She also believed that between consenting adults, particularly a committed couple, trust was vital and whatever they chose to do was between the two of them. Casimir was very creative and she was very receptive to his imagination. He liked to play and she always got the benefit of that play – eventually.



Her hand moved very gently over his stomach and then she slid over top of him, straddling him, her head on his chest. His arm moved with her, sliding around her back, locking her there for a moment. She kept very still until his arm lost the tension in it and he drifted back to sleep. Smiling, she turned her head and kissed his chest. Very, very slowly, she began to inch her way down his body. Trailing little kisses. Using her tongue to taste his skin.



She moved over his groin to straddle his thighs. Finally. She’d enjoyed every moment of kissing him, but she feared he’d wake too soon. She didn’t often get this chance, not like this, and she was going to take it. She laid her head on his hip, curled her fingers around his cock and lifted it to her mouth. She wrapped her other arm around him and immediately drew him into the heat of her mouth. Deep. No preliminary, just took him deep.



He was awake instantly. That didn’t surprise her in the least. Her man was a light sleeper and a part of him had to have felt her crawling down his body. His hand fisted in her hair, pulled at her scalp for a moment and then eased up. She didn’t lift her head, but stayed relaxed, sucking. Pulling her head up to drag her lips and tongue up his shaft until he was almost out of her mouth and then diving down over it again. Fast. Deep. Wet. Tongue lashing. She used her free hand to caress his sac, to roll the velvet balls with gentle fingers while her mouth fed ravenously at his cock.



In her mouth he grew hard. Full. The girth and length increased and seemed to continue to increase until it was more of a struggle each time she took him deep. He was hot. Pulsing. His taste addicting. She wanted all of it. She didn’t want him to interrupt her in the middle of what she was doing because she was enjoying herself.



Sometimes she thought she could bring herself to orgasm, not with her hands, but just with her mouth on his cock. She loved feeling his pleasure. Knowing she was giving that to him. She loved going down on him, but once she did, once she started that play, he usually took over, flipping her onto her back and reciprocating. The hand in her hair bunched tighter in a silent command and she knew from experience he was going to do just that – stop her so he could have his fun. She sucked him deeper in protest, shaking her head.



“Malyshka, I see you are going to be stubborn and insistent. At least turn around so I can have the same fun.”



She knew him now. Knew he would insist, and if she didn’t cooperate he would stop her and take what he wanted anyway. Moaning her protest, keeping him in her mouth, she turned her body so that she straddled his shoulders. It was a stretch. Uncomfortable. His hands caught her hips and he yanked her down over his face. His tongue stabbed deep and she opened her mouth to gasp at the pleasure bursting through her from just that initial touch.



“You love my cock,” he stated. “You’re dripping honey all over me.”



“Mmm.” That was all she could get out. He was large, and moving her mouth up and down him, using her tongue and lips, drawing him deeper and deeper, took all of her concentration.



Lissa immersed herself in her work. She had to pull off of him a couple of times to pant when Casimir’s mouth and fingers drove her crazy. She was close, so close. She wanted him to take her over so she could concentrate wholly again.



“No. You’re going to come when I do. I’m not there yet. I’m enjoying your mouth too much to let that happen.”



He had a huge control over his releases. She knew he could hold out a long time, which meant Casimir planned to devour her for a long time. Already her entire body shuddered with pleasure, and deep inside the need coiled tighter and tighter. She didn’t care. She had what she wanted in her mouth and she worshiped him. She wanted to show that to him, make him feel it. Covering her teeth with her lips, she used her tongue to get him wetter, suckled hard as she moved up and down, strangling him with suction, lapping at his most sensitive spots, working him and enjoying every single second.



Each time she got too close to release, Casimir stopped what he was doing, giving her a breather, enjoying the heat of her mouth. She knew she had him though, because his hips were picking up the rhythm she’d set and he was thrusting into her mouth now where before he’d been content to allow her to be in complete control.



He brought her close for the fifth time, adding his fingers. Sometimes his thumb slid over her clit, teasing her with how very close he could bring her. She ground down, setting her own rhythm, hoping to catch him before he could stop her climax, but he just laughed as he yanked her hips away from him.