Initiate Me(38)

“Hey, angel doll. You look good.”

She stared at my mouth. “Thanks.”

“Can I get you a drink?”

“Ah. Sure.” She looked shy and nervous.

“What’s wrong?” I prodded.

“Nothing, but aren’t you at least going to kiss me hello?”

Not giving a shit about our audience, I bent down to press my lips to hers, gliding over the plump softness of her mouth a couple of times and retreated to lick my lips. “Mmm. You taste sweet.” I gauged her disappointment. “If I start kissing you properly, I won’t be able to stop and I’m not going to maul you here in the front bar.”

“I wouldn’t mind.”

“Come on. Let’s take this upstairs where we have more privacy.”

Mia abandoned her spot by the floor-to-ceiling picture windows and followed me to the apartment. I led her to the couch and as she attempted to plop down next to me, I tugged her on to my lap.

“This is where you belong, angel; right here, between my legs.”

She twisted until our bodies were matched pelvis to pelvis. She draped her arms over the back of the couch behind my head. “So, stud, I’m here. What are you going to do with me?”

I wanted to shout out, fuck you until you scream my name. But I decided to keep that to myself, seeing as it was her first time and she was probably already nervous. I had to keep myself intact. I took her mouth like I wanted to take her body—a slow build-up. Then wham! I kissed her with no-holds-barred, hot, wet and hard, swamping her senses until she couldn’t breathe.

Mia rubbed my chest and returned my demanding kiss—her enthusiasm a contradiction to her innocence. I slid my palms up the back of her sleek thighs and found only bare skin. Damn, the little minx hadn’t worn any undies. Clamping my hands to her butt, I lifted her slightly, changing the angle of her hips. My middle finger traced the seam of her arse down to where she was wet. I circled the opening to her sex and pushed my finger deep, feathering my thumb over her clit.

Her sexy whimper reverberated in my mouth.

As much as I loved hearing her muted surprised sounds of pleasure, I needed more. I moved my hand to the small of her back, scraping my teeth across her bottom lip and breaking the kiss. “I want to taste you, angel. I want to feel you come against my tongue.”

“Yes. I, ah. Um. Yes, okay.”

I held her hips as I rolled them until her back was against the cushions then slid to my knees on the floor. As I kissed her, I shoved the square throw pillow underneath her arse. I tucked her skirt out of the way, baring her completely from the waist down.

“Sweetheart, keep your hands right there and hold on.” As my palms travelled down the centre of her body, I wished I had made her strip so I could feel every inch of her skin.

“Wait, maybe we should—”

“I’m not waiting. I know you want this.” I peppered open-mouthed kisses from her left knee up the inside of her quivering thigh and licked the crease where her thigh met her hip.

She jumped.

Smiling, I brushed my mouth down to the top of her leg, using my tongue to trace the musculature of her thighs. I used the same thorough treatment on her right leg. By the time I finished, Mia was trembling. Her glistening sex was at my mouth level, and I pressed my lips to the top of her pubic bone. Her mound was smooth and bare. Damn, I was humbled knowing I was the only man who had ever seen her delicate folds. I lightly rubbed my lips above her sweet cleft and inhaled deeply. “Goddamn, angel, you smell so good. I should be talking to you more about how beautiful you are and how pretty your pussy is, all pink and wet, soft and untried, how sexy that it’s wet for me and only me. But I can’t wait.”

I lowered my chin and licked straight up her slit.

She made a strangled moan.

I licked her again. And again. My fingers spread her open and I burrowed my tongue deep, tasting her from the inside out. I used the tip of my tongue to trace every delectable crease and hidden fold. I suckled her lips, intentionally avoiding her clit. Then I circled kisses from the top of her pubis down and back up. She whimpered and bumped her pelvis closer to my face. I grinned even though my cock was so hard it hurt. I savoured her sweet essence, prolonging her pleasure.

“Please, Zane, Oh, God, please.”

I smirked and let out a small laugh. “You love it when I eat your pussy, don’t you, angel?”

“Yes! I never thought...”

“Never thought what?”

“That anything could feel this good.”

“Mmm. And I’m not even to the good part yet.” My words against her sex made her shudder, so I did it again. Then I placed my mouth on her clit and sucked.