“Easy, darlin’,” he said, his mouth hovering above her swollen clit, “I’m not letting you go that quickly.”
He wove an arm under her thigh and around her hip. His hand reached over her belly and covered her mound. Two fingers spread her lips wide. With the other hand he stroked her opening, tracing the edge with his knuckle. He slid a finger inside, curling it to press on her G-spot. His tongue danced over and around her sensitive bud. Her knees quivered against his shoulders. Pressure built deep in her womb. She was so close—
He pulled his head back the tiniest bit. She could still feel his warm breath on her lips.
Was he trying to torture her? She was so close. She needed just that much pressure against her clit to come. She tried to turn her hips this way and that, looking for his mouth with her body. But with her hands bound and her hips anchored, there was little she could do. Her pleasure was in his hands. “Please, Cole.”
“You don’t have to beg, darlin’. Just tell me what you want me to do.”
She was about to tell him to put his damned mouth back where it had been and finish what he’d started but hesitated. What did she want? His tongue was so close and felt so good she was sure that one more lap would push her over the edge. But the emptiness inside her—of both body and soul—craved something else. The fullness of his cock. The weight of his body over hers. Her “problem” had been solved in the shower last night. He’d made her come for the first time in months. He was driving her higher than she could possibly stand with his tongue—not to mention the silky restraint around her wrists—and she knew an orgasm was imminent. But she wanted more. She wanted to climax with him inside her, as fully joined as they could be, and to feel him come too.
“I want you inside me, Cole. I want you to fuck me.”
“Damn, Sarah.”
She could hear the wild need in his voice. “Fuck me, Cole. Now.”
Cole trailed kisses up her body until they were face-to-face. He’d discarded the drawstring pants at some point—how had she missed that?—and his smooth, hard cock pressed heavily into her stomach. A warm drop of pre-come landed on her skin. Bracing himself with one hand, he reached over to the bedside table. His chest was suspended over her face, too great a temptation to resist. She reached up and took his nipple between her lips. She sucked hard and was rewarded with the salty taste of his skin and a sharp inhale.
“Stop that or I’ll never get this on.”
Reluctantly she let him go and he flipped onto his back. Sarah watched as he rolled the condom down his rigid length. Once it was in place he positioned himself above her again. He reached above her head and Sarah felt his hand at her wrists.
“No,” she said before she could change her mind. “Leave it there.”
Cole’s eyes widened. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. She was.
“Darlin’, you are one amazing woman.”
His mouth came down on hers. Her slickness covered his lips and her taste was rich on his tongue as it tangled with hers. She sucked on it and he groaned. His kisses moved to her ear, then to the inside of her elbow extended alongside her head. She shivered—evidently the underside of that joint was as sensitive as the crook of her knee. Who knew? Her nipples tingled as they rubbed against the hairs on his chest. Her hips gyrated against his hard, warm cock. She needed more from him and she needed it now.
He laughed. “I see what you want.” He shifted his hot tip over her opening. Oh yeah. Her muscles clenched instinctively, trying to draw him in. Sarah planted her heels on the bed, prepared to push up against him if he went slowly as he did on the track. She wanted it hard and fast.
He must have read her mind. With one smooth thrust he buried himself to the hilt. His cock filled her completely, invading every inch of her inner territory. He paused for a moment, not moving as she adjusted to the incredible fullness.
When he withdrew she regretted that her hands were tied because she wanted to grab his hips and hold him there, inside her and never let her go. Instead she wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer. They wrestled for a moment, her pulling one way, him the other. But he was stronger and managed to pull out almost all the way. But not for long. Again he stroked all the way back in, then out. Over and over he thrust, driving into her until she could no longer tell where one movement ended and the next began. Pressure built in her womb but she wasn’t ready to give in to it. This was too good to rush. She never wanted it to end.
But then Cole paused at the top of an upstroke. With a deep breath he plunged into her. The tip of his cock touched the opening of her womb while his pelvis ground against her clit. Her world exploded. Lightning bolts of pleasure flew from her cunt to the ends of her limbs and beyond—she wouldn’t have been surprised to see fireworks busting from her fingertips. Still bound at the wrists, her body convulsed, hips bucking.