The Doctor's Secret Bride(117)

“What’s stopping you?” she whispered, bending her head.

Their lips locked in a kiss that was as slow, drugging, and sedate as it was exciting. The strong smoothness of Erik’s tongue flickered lightly, tantalizingly, across the softness of Michelle’s lips. He teased the curved corners of her mouth, exploring the fleshy, velvety inside as if it were a luscious ripe fruit, bursting with warm honey and sweet nectar. He wanted to savor her, love her, cherish her, forever. Finally, his tongue slid into the warm, dark recesses of her mouth and he swirled it around, stroking the sensitive ceiling and inner cheeks of her sweet cavern, slowly, seductively.

Michelle moaned deeply and gave him full license to her sweetness. She tangled her tongue with his, twirling it around in a primitive, provocative dance before drawing back from him. Her eyes were laced with passion as they blazed into the murky depth of his. “Stand up,” she commanded softly, pushing on his arms.

He pushed to his feet, frowning in confusion.

Slowly, Michelle’s hands reached for his belt and unbuckled it. She unbuttoned his trousers then unzipped them carefully. As she pushed them off his hips, her lips came eagerly toward his groin. She kissed the rigid outline of his manhood through his black silk briefs.

Erik’s breath caught in his throat at the intimate contact. He cupped her face in his hands. “Michelle, you don’t have to do this.”

Her smile was the epitome of eroticism. “I want to.”

Michelle struggled off the couch and knelt on the floor in front of him. She drew his trousers very slowly down his thighs and legs, her lips pressing hot kisses against his hairy limbs as they became visible. She went as low as her fat stomach would allow her. She would have sucked each of his toes if she could. She unlaced his shoes and patiently held his legs, one at a time, as he stepped out of his shoes and trousers. She remembered the day in his bedroom in Granite Falls when he’d paid her the same service before lying down with her. She would lay down with him later. Right now, she wanted to give him something special. Something she knew Cassie had never given him.#p#分页标题#e#

Michelle’s eyes scanned down his body, clad in nothing but a pink shirt, striped tie, black briefs, and brown knee-high socks. He looked beautiful, virile, and very masculine. She trailed her finger along the outline of his erection, starting from the solid base all the way to the throbbing head.

Erik quivered and closed his eyes.

Bringing her face close, Michelle placed her mouth to the throbbing head and gently and slowly nipped and licked her way down the outline of his brief-sheathed shaft, then back up again. She repeated the tantalizing acts of love until he groaned and shivered above her.

Erik opened his eyes and gazed down at a very pregnant Michelle on her knees in front of him, her face bathed in rapture. The sight of her beautiful lips moving back and forth over his shaft was so erotic it sent bolts of fire surging from his toes to his fingertips. He should stop her. He didn’t want an embarrassing repeat of his honeymoon with Cassie. But Michelle had other ideas, he realized when she hooked her fingers in the waist of his briefs and pulled them down to his knees.

“Oh, Goodness. I don’t believe this is happening,” he exclaimed in a ragged voice as his erection jumped out and smacked her in the face.

Michelle gazed up at him, not believing it either. “You’ve never been loved this way?”

An embarrassed light flickered in his eyes. “Just once, on my honeymoon with Cassie. She gagged, bit me a couple times then threw up all over me. Doubtless to say, it’s been a turn-off since then.”

“Oh, baby.” Michelle pouted. “No wonder you stopped me every time I tried to pleasure you this way. I’ve never done this before, either. But I promise not to bite you or throw up on you.”

He gasped in pleasure as her fingers, warm and slender, closed around his flesh, pumping it lightly. His fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her closer. Michelle pushed the foreskin back and touched her tongue to the broad head. A drop of moisture, tangy and musky, washed over her tongue. She licked at it, enjoying the arousing masculine odor rising from his body.

How could Cassie, any woman not enjoy pleasuring the man she loved in such an intimate way? She’d never done it with Ryan because she was not in love with him. But Erik, she would pleasure him this way, any way, any time he wanted.

Erik bit into his lips and closed his eyes. “Michelle.” He moved his hips suggestively as her tongue flicked sensually over him. A long moan erupted from his throat when her hot wet mouth closed completely around the head of his shaft, and she began sucking him with a delicious sensuous rhythm that erased all purpose, but the one of completeness.