“Oh, Christ, baby.”
She looked down at him after he groaned out those three words. He stared at her pussy, and then slowly moved his hands toward her, kept one right by the junction of where her leg met her body, and then moved the other to the back of her thigh and down behind her knee. He lifted her leg, removed her foot from her pants and panties, and then placed her leg over his shoulder. He didn’t give her much time to contemplate what was happening, because in a matter of seconds he had a hold of her ass, and was dragging his tongue through her now parted folds. He breathed out on a growl that vibrated every part of her. To have him pay so much attention to pleasuring her had euphoria slamming into her with enough force that if he wasn’t holding on to her she would have fallen to the ground.
“Hold on to me, baby,” he said against the small, engorged nub. He licked her clit over and over again, sucked it into his mouth until she was about to come, and then backed off. Adrianna had her hands in his hair, tugged at the strands so they became tangled in her fingers, and gasped in pleasure. She had to be hurting him by the way she was forcefully pulling at his hair, and when she went to let go he made this almost angry noise in the back of his throat.
“No, keep your hands there. I like the fact you’re hurting me because you can’t control yourself from the way I make you feel.” He licked her again, and again, and God once more. When he flattened his tongue and dragged it from the opening of her pussy all the way to her clit, and then repeated the action, her body coiled tight. She was going to come in a matter of seconds if he kept that up, but as if she said those words to him he slowed his ministrations, and lessened the pressure. “You want to come, don’t you, Adrianna?”
He was teasing her, torturing her, and she wasn’t below begging him to let her get off. “Yes.” It was pleasure and pain, ecstasy and agony all rolled into one, and Adrianna knew that she’d scream loud enough that the whole house would be able to hear her once she finally climaxed. Using the hand that had been supporting her ass, he moved it around and right to the opening of her body, and then he was pushing a thick finger into her pussy.
“So fucking tight and hot.” He sucked on her clit and pumped that finger in and out of her. “And so damn soaked for me.” He slowly added another digit until she felt so very full. It might only be two fingers he had lodged into of her body, but Malice was a big man, and his hands and fingers were no different. He started pumping into her and retreating, sucking on the bud at the top of her mound and humming against it.
“Oh God. Malice.” She gasped out his name just as the first wave of pleasure slammed into her.
“That’s it, fucking come all over my face.”
She opened her mouth as stars danced in front of her vision, ready to cry out because she couldn’t help herself, but before she could make a sound Malice had his hand on her mouth. He muffled the sound of her crying out, but he never stopped eating her out.
“Christ.” He grunted. “You’re getting wetter.”
“Oh.” That word was muffled against his palm, and as the ecstasy rose to a fever pitch she found herself pressing her pussy further and harder into his face. Before the pleasure receded he was standing, removing his hand from her mouth, and pressing his lips to hers. She could taste herself on him, that salty muskiness of her arousal that coated his mouth and tongue. They groaned at the same time, and Adrianna still had a hold on his hair. She wasn’t gentle, and wanted to show him that she had enjoyed and wanted more of what he had just given her.
“I will never get enough of that, baby.” He opened his mouth wider, used his hand on her chin to tilt her head to the side, and plunged his tongue deep into her mouth. For long, drugging seconds that was all they did, and it was only when she heard the sound of women right on the other side of the door did she pull away. The women were laughing, talking about things that were too muffled to hear through the door, but it was all that Adrianna needed for reality to set in. He pulled back so he could look in her face. “I’m not nearly done with you yet. Not by a fucking long shot.”
Her mouth felt swollen and warm, and she knew that her lips had to be red. “I don’t want you to be done with me.” The attraction she had felt for him had been instant, but she was willing to take a risk and see where this went with them. She wanted it really badly, in fact.
He took a step back, ran his thumb over the corner of her mouth, and then leaned in and kissed her softly once more. “I’m going to go so you can get settled in, but I have something for you.” He reached into his leather vest and produced a cell phone and a scrap piece of paper. “I want you to call me if you need anything.” He held the phone up. “I mean it, Adrianna. You call me, and I’ll make sure you get it.”