He pressed his mouth to her pussy with the same abandon he’d shown her breasts. The heat and moisture of his tongue and lips against her folds was like something out of a dream, only better – better even than the most delicious daydreams she’d managed to come up with over the past few months, all starring Jed. As he dipped his tongue into her entrance, she arched against the bed again, thrusting her hips against his mouth.
In response, he dragged his tongue upward, over her swollen clit.
If she’d had her eyes open, she wouldn’t have been surprised if she’d seen stars. The contact was that shocking. At the same time, it was exactly what she’d expected – electricity and bliss all rolled up in one, with a sharp edge of desire that demanded, more, more, more…
When he gave her thigh a squeeze, she realized she’d whispered the request out loud.
The hair on his jaw was just coarse enough to make her skin pebble when it scraped against her pussy, teasing her where his tongue wasn’t. When he focused his attention on her clit, realization hit her hard – she was about to come. In Jed’s bed, with Jed’s mouth on her body and Jed’s shoulders between her thighs…
She glanced down at the span of his inked shoulders splitting her legs and a shudder of delight tore through her. He was so sexy it almost hurt to look at him, and this was only a partial view. Tension was wound tight in her core, and as her head spun and her gaze roved over the ink sprawled across his skin, it began to unravel.
She lost control at the exact moment he dragged his tongue upward over her clit, his jaw pressing into her folds below. He didn’t hold back, and neither did she – she couldn’t have, even if she’d wanted to – as her climax crashed down on her.
The muscles in her core tightened, loosened a little and tightened again, pulsing as she gasped, losing every last bit of air in her lungs. She couldn’t help writhing a little, but Jed held her steady with a hand on each thigh, working his tongue against her clit like getting her off was the only thing in the world he gave a damn about.
After a breathless peak, the ecstasy ebbed slowly, a less intense pleasure lingering in its place.
When he rose from between her thighs, he licked one shining-wet lip with the tip of his tongue as he met her eyes.
“That was amazing,” she barely managed to breathe.
A distinct light passed through his eyes, gone in a flash, and he leaned in, like he was going to settle between her thighs and finally take her in earnest.
She wanted that – she wanted it so badly she ached at the thought – but she wanted other things, too. Mainly, to do for Jed what he’d just done for her, or at least come as close as she could. He might not see them as equals yet, but she knew better and after the pleasure he’d just given her, it would be no easy task to outshine his generosity – or his skill – in bed.
Willing all of her energy into her jelly-like limbs, she pulled her legs under herself and scrambled into a kneeling position, stopping with her nose almost bumping his chest.
“What are you doing?” He looked down, head bowed as he knelt in front of her.
“Something I’ve been daydreaming about for six months,” she said, and lowered her head into his lap before the heat that rushed into her cheeks could manifest itself in a visible blush.
He drew in a sharp breath when she pressed her lips to the head of his cock, and his hands went immediately to her back.
A little sweet and a little salty, his skin was hot and velvet-smooth against the tip of her tongue as she prepared to take him in. First, she traced the ridge at the edge of the head of his dick, memorizing the broad curve of it before closing her lips around his shaft.
She hadn’t expected the pressure and bite of his hands in her hair, his fingers wrapped and tangled against her skull. The element of surprise made it that much hotter, and her pussy tightened as she squeezed her eyes shut, focusing on the feel and sound of him, on everything they were doing.
He kept his hands wrapped in her hair, but he didn’t force her, didn’t even guide her, just anchored her to him in a way that let her feel his tension, his anticipation.
When she took him deeper of her own volition, he groaned, and the sound vibrated through all of her, making her nerves buzz. As she continued, she braced one hand against his hip. His muscles were like steel beneath her hand, and feeling that sent little shivers up and down her spine as she took him as far as she could.
He tightened his fists in her hair, but he’d gripped large enough handfuls that it didn’t really hurt. Heat raced through her as she slid up and down his shaft, running her tongue along the underside, caressing him and enduring every wrenching contraction that rippled through her core as she imagined what it would be like to have him there.