Oh. Oh, my.
“Tell me something,” he curled his hand around hers holding the toy. “What were you thinking when you used this earlier?”
The heat on her face scorched and she was glad she had caramel skin or he’d see a blush down to her toes. His intense, possessive gaze demanded she answer him. “You.”
That single word lifted a heavy weight from her chest; a burden she hadn’t realized locked her heart away. He took the vibe out of her hand, a curious look on his face as he examined the toy.
It was a regular blue rabbit with rotating head and metal beads. It sported a smaller bunny that curved out to stimulate the clit. He pressed a button and the cock part of the vibe rotated. A low buzzing sounded with the movements. He hit another button and the tiny bunny wiggled to life, the ears shaking with the force of the vibration.
Her pussy clenched hard. She loved that he was touching her toy. God. That thing had been in her right before he’d shown up. She didn’t dare tell him. Her jaw dropped when he turned the toy off and lifted it to his face. He rubbed the side of the vibe under his nose and inhaled.
His gaze pinned her. A low growl rumbled from him. “This smells like you.”
Lord have mercy. “It, um, it does?”
He blinked his golden eyes and swiped his tongue up the silicone. “It tastes like I know you will. Sweet as honey.”
Holy shit, he was freakier than she realized. “You,” she choked. “Are you insane?”
He licked the bunny ears, pulling them out slowly. “Crazy for a taste of you. Does that make me insane?”
“Freaky as fuck, yes. Insane? No.”
His sinful grin grew, and he came closer, pushing her knees apart and hooking a hand around the back of her neck. “Good, because we’re about to get really, really freaky.”
She should say no. Send him home. Instead, she leaned forward, looking for the coming kiss. Her pussy dripped moisture. She was so damn slick. Heat turned her puffy, aching folds shiny with need.
Her robe tie slipped open, falling to either side of her legs, giving him full view of her shaved pussy. She didn’t have sex upon first meeting, but she also never wanted a man this badly. Screw it. What her body wanted, it would get. Satisfying her needs for once wasn’t the end of the world.
She brushed her lips over his. Electric tingles shocked her to the core. That was a first. He took her mouth, slowly at first, but quickly adding more pressure. He boldly stroked his tongue over hers, curling, massaging, and swallowing every gasp she gave. The kiss grew demanding. Possessive. He tasted her with a deep plunge that tempted and set aflame every cell in her body.
His hands slid up her large thighs, pushing them farther apart, and removing the open robe to leave her naked on the bed. She lost control at that point, wrapping her hands around his neck, meshing their faces. He devoured her mouth with his kisses, drugging and making her forget everything but the here and now.
She’d never felt this starved. His hands caressed her body, covering every inch of her slowly, as if committing her shape to memory. He moved his mouth to her jaw, licking and biting and whispering dirty things. Placing her hands to either side of her on the bed, she gripped the comforter, curving her back and pushing her chest out while shoving her hips forward and widening her legs until she was on the tips of her toes.
NINE
He lifted her breast to his mouth, licking and biting her nipple before sucking it deeply between his lips.
“Ah!” she moaned, her belly quivering and pussy releasing more moisture.
He massaged her other breast, thumbing her nipple and tugging lightly. The pricks of pain were enough to shoot fire to her clit. Her nipples were sensitive. She was ready to come from his biting and pinching.
He pulled back, his gaze meeting hers. “You have such beautiful tits. I can suck on your nipples for hours. That sexy cinnamon color makes me so fucking hard.”
She blinked and swallowed against the dryness in her throat. “Let me touch you.”
He shook his head, still fondling her breasts. “I get to taste and touch. You get to enjoy.”
“But--”
“You are wet. So wet,” he rumbled, leaving a damp trail from her nipple to her belly. She leaned back on the bed, grabbing two pillows and shoving them under her head. What a view.
In the past, she’d worried that her body getting turned on and sleek was a turn off for men. Not so at that moment. He sounded like he was praising her for being so eager. Her pussy ached with need.
His gaze enslaved her, hands roaming to her pussy. “You might not realize this yet,” he told her, “but you’re mine.” He spread her folds and rubbed his thumb on her clit. “Fuck, baby. Look at your tight little hole clenching and searching for my cock.”