“As much as I love what you’re doing, I had something else in mind.”
He pulled her from his cock and back until she was gazing up at him, her head held firmly in place by his grip on her hair. He smiled, then dipped down to brush his mouth on hers.
“I want you to lie on the bed.”
It wasn’t a command, which surprised her. Wasn’t he going to take control?
She lay back as he requested, watching him. He knelt in front of her and his fingers brushed against her chest as he unbuttoned her dress. When he finished the buttons to her waist, he drew back the soft floral fabric to reveal her dusty mauve bra beneath.
He smiled. “Very pretty.” His finger traced along the scalloped lace edge of the cup, sending goose bumps dancing across her flesh.
He unfastened the rest of the buttons, then peeled aside the skirt. She lay there, her chest heaving, her body exposed to him in just her bra and skimpy matching panties. He tucked a finger under the top of her panties and drew them forward, just as she had with him, then peered inside. Her inner passage tingled as heat washed through her.
He smiled, then drew her panties down, slowly easing them past her hips. He glided his hand under her lower back and lifted so he could tug the panties downward, then he slid them down her legs and dropped them on the floor.
His hot gaze, locked on her intimate flesh, sent heated awareness through her. She felt wetness pooling between her legs and her nipples swelled against the lace. He rested his hands on either side of her folds, framing her between them.
“Your pussy is so damn sweet.”
His thumbs stroked her thighs in small circles and she parted her legs automatically, aching for his touch. He chuckled in delight. Then his head dipped down. When his lips brushed her inner thigh, an inch from her tender flesh, she sighed.
His tongue brushed her skin, then he lifted his head and she felt a wash of air on her intimate flesh. His fingers brushed against her and she murmured her approval. He stroked along her folds, lightly, causing tremors of delight to ripple through her.
“You are so soft. And wet for me already.” He lifted his head, gazing at her, his fingers hovering a breath above her. “Do you want me, Ash?”
She arched upward, but his fingers stayed out of reach.
“Yes,” she breathed, just wanting to feel his touch again.
“I want you, too,” he murmured. “You have no idea how much.”
Then his mouth dropped and the exquisite feel of it on her sensitive opening filled her with joy. He covered her flesh and drew it into his mouth, suckling lightly. Then his tongue glided along the slick flesh in sure strokes. She slid her fingers through his thick waves of hair, wanting to pull him closer, but he took her hands, entwining his fingers with hers, and drew them aside.
He lifted his head and gazed at her, his face glistening. “I’m going to make you come, and I want to hear my name on your lips. Will you do that for me?”
Her eyes widened at his request—more because it was a request—and she nodded.
Then his mouth dropped again and he found that special place—the bud of flesh that became the center of her world when he touched it—and he suckled. She moaned at the pleasure pulsing within her. He licked and swirled over it, then suckled again.
“Oh, Dare. That’s so good.”
He chuckled against her, the warmth and vibration sending her pleasure higher. She arched and he drove his tongue inside her, stroking her moist channel. Then she felt his fingers glide inside her. His mouth moved to her clit again as he moved his fingers in and out in slow, gentle strokes.
Her breathing accelerated as he stroked and licked her. Her nerve endings quivered with pleasure, sending heat washing through her entire body. She pushed against his hands, wanting to grasp his head and pull it tight to her, but he held them firm. When she gave up and relaxed, he stroked his fingers between hers, then along her palms and over the sensitive undersides of her wrists. Tingles danced along her skin.
Then he suckled again and she gasped.
His fingers moved faster inside her and she squirmed beneath him, wanting more. Needing more. His tongue vibrated on her clit while his fingers thrust deeply in and out. Her whole body quivered, then shuddered as intense pleasure swelled inside her belly, then radiated outward.
“Oh, I’m so close.”
She could feel him smile against her. His fingers seemed to dance inside her, stroking her passage as they moved deep in her body. Her insides tightened, coiling like a spring. His tongue lapped over her clit, then he suckled again.
Then her belly pulsed and she tightened her fingers around his.
“Oh, Dare. Yes.”
Then it exploded in a sweet, effervescent fountain of joy.