Splendor(67)

Tessa’s head was thrashing back and forth on the pillow as she tried to grasp his hips and pull him to her. “I can’t,” she pleaded. “I’m too – I need to - ”

“To come?” he finished for her, his lips moving in a line across the upper curve of her breasts. “I know, darling. You’re very, very responsive, aren’t you? Has it always been this easy for you to climax?”

“N-n-no,” she cried, as he grasped both of her hands in one of his and drew them over her head. “J-just with you.”

“Ah, then, I’ll have to make sure I’m satisfying you often and thoroughly. You’re going to be a greedy lover, I can tell already. Lucky for me, I’m just as hungry for you, Tessa.” He traced one finger around the full globe of each breast, feeling her quiver beneath his touch. “You look gorgeous in this bra, Tessa. It makes these fabulous breasts look even bigger and firmer. And it very much makes me want to touch them and taste them. Let me, darling.”

He released her hands, then deftly unhooked the sexy, lacy bra and drew it away, baring her ripe, round breasts to his hot gaze. His big hands cupped both of the lush mounds, shaping them, pushing them up until they appeared even fuller.

“God,” was all he could manage to croak. Then he bent his head and began to run his tongue over each taut nipple, flicking the erect peak over and over before drawing it in to his mouth.

Tessa’s body bowed off the mattress as she clutched his head to her breast, her hands pulling on his hair. “Ohh, ohh. Yes, more, please. It feels so good.”

His cock had never felt this hard before, hard enough that it was almost painful, but the very best sort of pain. The whimpers and moans she made as he continued to feast on her breasts tested every ounce of self-control he had left, and he had never wanted anything more than to slide deep inside her welcoming, eager body at that very moment.

She cried out in frustration as he finally lifted his head, but then gasped again as his hands slid down the side of her ribcage to grip her hips, his mouth tracing its way down between her breasts until it reached her belly. His tongue rimmed her navel, then he pressed kisses across her body from one hipbone to the other. His hands preceded his mouth as he worked his way down to the tops of her thighs where she still wore the silky, lace-topped stockings.

“These are so fucking sexy,” he rasped, his language turning coarser than normal, for he was too overcome with lust to temper his reaction to her. “I want these long, lovely legs wrapped around my neck while I’m inside of you so that you can feel me buried as deep as I can go.” He ran his hands up and down the outside of her legs. “I’ll buy you a dozen pair of these stockings so you can wear them under your skirts and dresses every day, and only you and I will know you have them on. Except I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you for too long.”

One by one he rolled the stockings off, letting them flutter heedlessly to the floor. Ian pinned her hips to the mattress with his hands, holding her still as his mouth finally reached her cleft. She was wet and glistening, the pouty folds of her labia beckoning him to taste her like she was the juiciest of fruits. With a groan, he delved between her legs and rimmed the opening to her body with his tongue, tasting her there for the first time.

Tessa let out a cry of surprise, her hips thrashing wildly even though he held her firmly in place. “Ian, oh, God, I’ve never – ” she managed to utter in a ragged voice.

He lifted his head, startled at her confession. “Easy, darling, I’ve got you.” Instead of his tongue, he slid two fingers deep inside her soaked slit, amazed at how quickly she became aroused. “Tessa, if you don’t want me to touch you that way, then I won’t. But I’d love to taste you there, to make you come that way. Will you let me try? I promise to stop if you tell me to.”

Her head fell back on the pillow and she closed her eyes. “O-okay,” she whispered. “It’s okay.”

Ian kept his fingers thrusting slowly in and out of her tight passage as he kissed his way back up her inner thighs. “Trust me, love. You’re so damned responsive, so easy to arouse. Let me do this for you now.”

He was exquisitely gentle, his tongue licking at her damp folds with light flutters. As he felt her begin to relax, he deepened the licks, until he replaced his fingers with his tongue, thrusting it deep inside of her body. His thumb found her clit, manipulating it as he continued to eat her out with expert skill.

“Ian!” She screamed his name as her hips moved in sync with the thrust of his tongue and the stimulation of his thumb, the orgasm causing her whole body to tremble in reaction. And while her core was still convulsing around his mouth, he kept at her, determined that her pleasure continue, licking and stroking and sucking her until she came again.