Rogue's Passion(28)

Given what she’d done to him earlier, maybe he planned to do the same to her. She had to admit, she’d surprised even herself when she’d slipped her pinkie inside him. She’d never done something like that before and wasn’t sure how the idea had even occurred to her. Maybe she’d read about it in a women’s magazine or something. Five Surefire Ways To Satisfy Your Man. A Good Girl’s Guide to Being Naughty in Bed. Give Head Like a Hooker. Or maybe, subconsciously, she just knew it’d rock his world.
God, was there ever a man who looked as beautiful as Asher did when he came? She thought about how his muscles had gone all tight and hard, the cords in his neck straining. Another reason why having this blindfold on sucked. She wanted to see what he looked like as he moved inside of her.
It occurred to her that she should’ve told him she wasn’t a fan of backdoor sex, that she’d tried it once and it wasn’t for her, but then she remembered Rule Number Two and stayed quiet for now. For all she knew, this might be regular old doggie style.
She felt something brush against her leg and the mattress shifted again. She was preparing to feel one or two of his fingers sliding into her from behind, but instead, his hands were on her inner thighs, spreading her wider.
Wait. Something about the way his palms were positioned did not seem conducive to doggie style.
“Sit down a little more, lass.” His voice came from beneath her, his breath hot on her sex. “I can’t quite reach you.”
Blood pounded in her temples as she realized what was going on now. She gripped the headboard tighter and did as she was told.
“Yes, that’s it,” he said as she lowered herself. His voice was husky and low. “God, you’re beautiful, Liv. So silky and wet. I can’t wait to taste you.”
With firm but gentle fingers, he parted her folds. His sinful tongue slid along her center and a jarring shock of heat surged through her. He’d barely started and she was already close to climaxing. She hissed in a breath and arched her back brazenly, but a hand on her butt held her firmly in place. His tongue probed her deeper, causing nerve endings on top of nerve endings to tingle with pleasure. Her hips moved and he moved with her.
He slipped one finger inside her. Then a second. When her inner muscles clenched around him, he began to suckle on her swollen, tender flesh, driving her completely mad with desire. She was coming. Oh God, she was coming. The strength of her climax was shocking.
One of her hands slipped off the headboard and grabbed a handful of his hair. She cried out as she exploded from the inside out. Surely, she must be breaking apart. Into a million tiny pieces.
The ripples of pleasure hadn’t even stopped when he pushed her onto her back and made more demands.
“Spread your legs for me.” She numbly did as she was told. Then there was the rip of the condom package. “Wider,” he ordered.
She bent one knee and let it fall open. He grabbed her leg and propped it on his shoulder.
“Yes,” he said in a low, sexy voice. “That’s much better.”
With one hand, he held her wrists above her head while with the other, he guided himself into place. The broad smooth tip of him slid confidently along her inner thigh, seeking its target. The fact that she was completely powerless and unable to see him made her rely on her other senses. His skin and hair smelled freshly washed from the bath, but beneath that was the faint musky smell of a powerful male. An aching, almost painful desire coursed through her body. She was empty and needed him to fill her.#p#分页标题#e#
She shifted her hips and the head of his penis slipped into her folds.
His voice was a growl in her ear. “Holy Fates, woman, you’re so wet.”
With steady pressure, his thick shaft filled her body. He was big—almost too big, and she hovered on the edge between pleasure and pain. If she hadn’t already had a mind-blowing orgasm, which had prepared her body, she doubted she’d have been able to accommodate his size.
“You feel bloody amazing.” His accent was more pronounced now, his words skimming along her skin and sinking into her pores. “So tight. So warm. So perfect.”
She wished she could see his expression. If her hands were free, she’d pull off this damn blindfold. “So do you,” she whispered, hardly daring to breathe.
Power simmered behind his movements. He was taking it slowly, giving her body the time it needed to acclimate to his girth. It was all she could do to keep from coming again.
He stilled himself and kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth, exploring, prodding, coaxing. She could taste herself on him, and her inner muscles began to soften even more.