Lucifer’s Daughter(26)

“What are you doing?” I whispered again, as my heart raced erratically.

“Getting to know you better,” he grinned mischievously. “I give you my word, though; no matter how wild you get, I won"t breach your maidenhead.”



His word. I looked into his vivid green eyes, and wondered just how good that word was.

“Trust me,” he murmured, as he leaned back down to catch my lower lip between his teeth.

I let go of his hair and wrapped my arms around his torso, feeling the muscles in his back rippling as he held most of his weight off me, bracing himself on his forearms. But I wanted to feel his body crushing mine. We were clothed, how dangerous could it be?

I chopped his arms so he collapsed on top of me, and I found out just how dangerous. The feel of his groin, a bulging hardness pressing against the vee of my thighs, had me arching my hips against his. My breathing came even faster, mixed with mewling sounds as his mouth left my swollen lips to travel down to nibble on my neck. I writhed beneath him as he caressed the soft, sensitive skin there. I knew I should tell him to stop, but my mouth refused to speak.

When his mouth moved even lower, my hands came up to push him away. Yet again, my body betrayed me, as I dug my fingers into his shoulders and arched my back instead of shoving him off. I didn"t want the pleasure suffusing me to stop.

His tongue traced the curve of my shirt"s neckline, while his hand cupped one of my breasts. The pad of his thumb brushed over my nipple, which immediately hardened into a point. That nub tightened even more when he grasped it with his teeth. I cried out at this new experience, and dug my fingers even deeper into the muscles of his shoulders. The fabric of my t-shirt became wet as he sucked at my nipple, drawing it out.

I couldn"t control my moans. The feel of his mouth, even through the material, sent a hot jolt of desire right down to my pussy. I could feel my panties getting damper and damper, while a pressure built inside me greater than anything I"d ever experienced.

As if sensing my growing urgency, he slid sideways so he only partially covered me and his hands skimmed my lower stomach. I trembled at his touch, and almost bucked him off when his nimble fingers slid under the waist band of my yoga pants.

My conscience felt a twinge of worry at this point. Would he keep his word? But he remained clothed, even as his fingers tangled in my curls down below. Then he distracted me from his hand when his mouth resumed its torture of my breasts. His teeth nipped the bud and wrenched a cry from me.

A cry I repeated when his finger found my swollen nub below. My whole body arched off the bed when he began stroking me. His rough finger creating a delicious friction on this most sensitive of spots. I knew I should push him away, as the feelings he provoked raged out of control. Instead I said, “Please.” A word he swallowed with his lips as he brought his face back up to mine, his possessive mouth branding mine.

I thrashed on the bed in pleasure. I wanted, no, needed, more. The waves of bliss inside me kept building, almost painfully so. I didn"t protest when I felt his lips slide from mine, licking their way down my neck. They slid down the length of my chest to my lower belly. For a moment his fingers stopped their torture, but only for a second; as he slipped my pants down, pulling them off me so rapidly that I didn"t even have a chance to protest.

Then I didn"t even think of protesting as he put his hot mouth on my sex. Actually, I screamed.

I"d read about oral sex, even fantasized about it, but nothing had prepared me for the total fucking pleasure of it.

His tongue flicked across my clit, an exquisite feeling that he followed up with a full-on suck. I bucked, my hips coming high off the bed. One strong hand pushed me back down; and as he held me there, a prisoner to his mouth, I felt his other hand stroking my inner lips. I quivered when he slid first one, then two, and finally a third finger partially in. I clenched tightly around those penetrating fingers, and heard him grunt as he continued to bathe my clit with his tongue.

I rode the roller coaster of bliss at this point. Out of control, screaming at the thrill, „til finally I reached the top of that big hill and crested it. What followed was a pure rush, one that made me scream and shake, as the most powerful orgasm I"d ever experienced ripped through my body.

But Auric didn"t stop the torture there; oh no, he held me down and continued flicking my swollen nub with his tongue until my body was so sensitized, it convulsed again. The ripples of my second orgasm almost made me black out, and when I came back down from that high, I found myself trembling, and yet feeling strangely energized.

I vaguely felt him moving, „til he lay beside me again. He turned me onto my side and pulled me into him, spooning me. He said nothing, which I mentally thanked him for, because I didn"t know what I would have said. “Thank you” seemed kind of inadequate. I marveled at his self-control, though, for through his clothing I could feel his erection pressing against my backside.