Kissing her again, he brushed his thumb along her cheek, and her fingers loosened, falling limply beside her head. He laced their hands together, drinking in the sight of her surrendering to him completely. Her lips were slightly parted, glistening wet from their kisses. Her chest rose with each quick breath. He wanted to take his time, to explore all of her, find every pleasure point, until she was liquid heat beneath him. Lifting her hand to his mouth, he kissed each delicate finger, then placed it palm up beside her head, and continued kissing a path along her slender wrist, to the crook of her elbow. His cock brushed over her lace panties as he kissed her shoulder, then dragged her bra strap down her arm. Sinking his teeth into the curve of her shoulder he sucked hard, testing the waters. She arched up to greet him, moaning with pleasure.
“My girl likes pain and pleasure.” He laved his tongue over the tender spot.
“Sometimes,” she said breathily.
He kissed and licked the swell of her breast, traced the edge of her bra with his finger. His thumb brushed over her taut nipple through the lace, and she bit her lower lip again. She was so sexy, so beautiful, writhing beneath him as he learned the curves of her body, discovering what made her squirm and what brought out the shy girl he’d only yet caught a glimpse of. He tasted the soft skin between her breasts, earning a stream of sexy murmurs. He sucked the swell of one breast while unhooking the front clasp and moved the cups to the side. Using the tip of his tongue, he teased one rosy peak.
“More,” she pleaded, arching off the bed.
“Not so fast, beautiful.” He took his time, slowly moving the straps of her bra down each arm, then lifting her off the mattress just enough to remove it completely.
“You’re gorgeous, Addy.” Lowering his chest over her abdomen, he pushed her breasts together, slicking his tongue over both peaks.
She fisted her hands in the sheets, and he sucked one nipple hard. A low moan escaped her lips. Damn, he liked knowing he was giving her such pleasure, and he’d only just begun. Tasting every inch of her warm, soft skin as he went, he kissed from her nipples to the undersides of her breasts, down her rib cage, loving the whimpers and sexy noises he incited. When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he reached up and squeezed her nipples between his fingers and thumbs, just hard enough to earn another stream of thrilling pleas. Licking her through the damp material between her legs, tasting her desire, was heaven and hell.
“Jake,” she begged, rocking her hips.
“I’ll never tire of hearing that plea in your voice.” Needing more of her, he claimed her in another scorching kiss. Her arms circled him, her knees opened wider, and she rubbed her wetness against his eager cock.
“Fuck,” he ground out, tearing his mouth from hers. “I want to fuck you so bad.” A sliver of regret spiked through him. He shouldn’t have said he wanted to fuck her. What they were doing felt completely different from fucking. But the word didn’t feel altogether wrong either, because this was who they were. Dirty-talking, boundary-pushing lovers.
“Then do it,” she challenged.
He felt a grin tugging at his lips. “You haven’t come on my mouth yet, sweetheart, and I want to taste you tomorrow at breakfast.”
In his next breath, he grabbed her panties and dragged them off. “You’re all mine, sexy girl.”
She was breathing so hard, gripping the sheets with white knuckles, that he almost mistook it for fear, but she spread her legs wider and lifted her hips, giving him an open invitation. And he didn’t hesitate. He buried his face between her legs, taking everything he wanted.
“Oh God, Jake,” she cried out.
Loving her with his tongue and grazing her most sensitive nerves with his teeth, he took her right up to the edge of release. Her body trembled, and her back bowed off the mattress. He lowered his mouth to the tender skin between her sweet center and her ass. Testing her boundaries again, he slicked his tongue lower, over her tight puckered entrance. Her body went rigid.
Noting her boundaries, he felt like an asshole for the relief, and the immense pleasure, sweeping through him with the knowledge that there were some things they could explore together for the first time.
“Don’t worry, sweet girl. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.”
Moving his mouth higher again, he slid two fingers inside her slick entrance, homing in on the pleasure point he’d discovered last night, and used his tongue to stroke her into a panting, clawing frenzy as she lost her last shred of control. Her hips bucked off the mattress and his name sailed from her lips—“Jake—”
He loved her through the very last pulse of her climax, and then he took her up to heaven again. Twice.
Chapter Eleven
AS ADDY SLOWLY came back down from the clouds, Jake gathered her quivering body in his arms and kissed her. Every inch of her tingled and throbbed. The blindfold heightened her senses, making her acutely aware of the feel of his chest against hers, the roughness of his hands caressing her skin. The feel of his whiskers scratching her chin was erotically delicious. The scent of her arousal clung to him, the pungent taste transferring as their tongues tangled and he breathed air into her lungs. She pawed at his shoulders, his back, his arms, unable to touch enough, to feel enough, to take enough. He brought nerve endings she didn’t know she possessed to life, and she wanted more. There were only a few sexual things she hadn’t ever had the courage, or the trust in her partner, to explore. Being blindfolded was one of them and letting any man touch her second most private entrance was another. In a single night he’d unknowingly conquered one, discovered another, and made her crave the third like an addict. And she was about to get the hit she needed.
“Jake,” she said, feeling encumbered by the blindfold now. As titillating as it had made his exploration of her body, it now felt like a barrier between them. “I want you.”
“Oh, you’ll get me, sexy girl.”
“Now.” She pulled off the blindfold, needing to see him as badly as she wanted to touch and taste him.
“Demanding, aren’t we?” he teased.
Wiggling out from beneath him, suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to get her mouth on him, she tossed his shirt to the floor and raked her eyes down the length of his body. He was sitting up on his knees, his thick erection bobbing against his belly, all his glorious muscles there for the tasting. He truly was unfairly hot. Like put-her-Tumblr-dudes-to-shame hot.
“Eyes up here, sweetheart.”
She shot him a sultry gaze. “I’ve already got that cocky grin memorized. I need the rest of you memorized, unless you want to give me a picture for my Cocks I Want to Rock Tumblr page.” Oh shit. She hadn’t meant to say it, but sometimes her words came out before she could stop them.
“What the fu—”
“Don’t dwell on it,” she said quickly. Hoping to sidetrack him, she motioned for him to lean back against the headboard. “My turn. No blindfolds required.”
He moved stiffly. “You seriously have that Tumblr page?”
She knelt between his legs, meeting his very jealous gaze. “Something had to get me through night after night of thinking about this.” She wrapped one hand around his cock, and he hissed out a breath. “You should take great pleasure in knowing I’ve never trusted any man enough to blindfold me.”
She gave his cock one slow, tight stroke and leaned forward, taking him in a languid kiss that rivaled the one he’d given her on the beach, the one that had gotten her into his bedroom faster than the speed of light. When they parted, he still had that green-eyed monster hovering in his eyes. She could kick herself for saying what she had and for sounding so cavalier about it. There was no way that Tumblr page could hold a candle to him. She wished she could take the words back, because the truth was, if the tables were turned, she’d be just as jealous. The idea of Jake with other women made her want to claw someone’s eyes out.
But she was about to let him do something she’d never allowed another man to do, and that, she knew, would make him forget about the stupid Tumblr page.
“You might want to hold my hair so you can watch as you conquer another Addison Dahl first.”
“You blew me last ni—” Understanding flamed in his eyes.
The appreciative groan that accompanied the fisting of his hand in her hair brought a smile to her lips as she lowered them over his eager arousal, taking him directly to the back of her throat.
“Jesus, Addy.” He tightened his grip, his hips rising off the bed.
She held his heated stare, feeling him swell impossibly thicker in her hand. Each time she took him to the back of her throat he made that groaning sound, and it sent streaks of heat between her legs. She brought her other hand to his balls, tugging just a little, and he made another heady noise. His desperate eyes bored into her. When he grabbed both sides of her head, she let him lead, wanting to bring him as much pleasure as possible.
He tried to yank her head back, but she fought his efforts, sucking harder, stroking tighter, and wanting every last drop he had to give her.
“Addy, I’m gonna come.”
She smiled around his cock.
“Jesus, fuck. You’re sure, baby?”