The Virgin Cowboy Billionaire’s Secret Baby(34)
The words damn near made him come. He didn’t stop, and her thighs pressed into his, and she ground against his cock, and she arched, and gripped the back of his neck harder—he couldn’t have released her nipple if he’d wanted to, and he definitely didn’t want to.
And suddenly, she cried out, and her whole body seemed to tense and relax all at the same time. “Oh my God!”
Abruptly, she released a ragged breath and gently nudged him back. Then she sat back a little, her eyes wide and her face flushed. “Well, that was new.”
“New? How so?”
“I’ve never come just from that.” She shivered once more. “Maybe these stupid hormones are good for something.”
“Aww, damn. And here I thought it was beginner’s luck.”
“We’ll call it both.” She kissed him, then slid a hand between them. She said something, but the words were lost on him—all he could think about was her hand over his cock, pressing just right to make him groan.
“Don’t you agree?” she asked.
He forced his eyes open. When had he closed them? “What? Sorry…”
She grinned. “I said, I think I should do something about this.” She squeezed him through his jeans. “Don’t you?”
“Yes, please.”
“Asking so nicely.” She started on his belt and added, “Such a gentleman.”
He might’ve had a witty remark, but it disappeared when she drew down his zipper. The pressure was finally off his erection, and he closed his eyes and exhaled.
Dara wrapped her warm fingers around his cock, and his eyes flew open again. She grinned. “Oh. Honey. It is a travesty that no one’s ever been fucked by this.”
“Huh?” He was so distracted by her hand, he could barely think, let alone speak. “W-why?”
“Let’s put this way.” She stroked him slowly, turning his brain to liquid, but somehow he understood as she said, “I was excited about sleeping with you before. Now? Oh my God…”
Before he could formulate a response, she started moving. She nudged the coffee table back and then knelt on the floor between his legs.
With her tongue, she drew a slow circle around the head of his cock.
And Matt just about came unglued.
He reached up and grabbed the back of the couch, and even that wasn’t enough of an anchor as she made another slow, hot circle. The barrage of brand-new sensations drove him insane. Her lips and tongue teased nerve endings that had never been touched except by his own hand. He was almost overcome by the urge to lift his hips and fuck her mouth, and then she was doing it for him, bobbing her head and taking him impossibly far.
“Fuck…” He stared down at her, disbelieving this was really happening.
Oh, but it was.
She closed her fingers tightly around his cock and started stroking, her hand following her mouth up and down his dick, and a fleeting thought—so that’s why everyone likes blowjobs—flickered through his brain, but one flutter of her tongue and it was gone along with every other thought.
His head fell back against the couch. His back arched off the cushion. There was no stopping an orgasm this strong, so he didn’t fight it, and with a groan and a violent shudder, he lost it, and she kept right on stroking him and teasing him, drawing his climax out until the world went white.
As Matt’s vision cleared, Dara pushed herself up, wiping her mouth as she did.
“That was insane,” he breathed.
“In a good way, I hope?”
“Uh, yeah. In a really good way.” He licked his lips. “So much for…for…”
“Fucking?”
“Yeah.” He nodded, still breathing hard. “That.”
“We’ll get there.” She grinned. “What kind of woman would I be if I didn’t leave you wanting more?”
“One who isn’t a horrible tease?” As soon as he said it, he laughed and rolled his eyes. “And why am I not surprised at all that you are one?”
Dara laughed. “It’ll be worth it. Promise.”
Letting his gaze drift over her half-naked body, skin still tingling from her lips and tongue, he had no doubt she’d be true to her word.
She rejoined him on the couch and kissed him lightly. “In all seriousness, let’s stop here.” She reached for her shirt and bra, which had somehow wound up on the coffee table. “Once the dust settles, we’ll see if it made things weird, and if it didn’t…” She winked.
Matt shivered.
Chapter Ten
Dara sat in silence at her parents’ kitchen table. She and her mother had finished eating lunch, but they were still sitting there quietly. Uncomfortably quietly.