Descent (Steel Brothers Saga #15) - Helen Hardt Page 0,58
minutes, I was hard again, aching for her.
How had I ignored both our needs for so long?
Had to have her. Had to be inside her tight pussy.
Swiftly I moved upward and shoved my dick into her.
She gasped.
I hadn’t given her an orgasm yet. I’d meant to.
No matter. I’d promised we’d do this all night if we had to. All fucking night.
I withdrew.
She whimpered.
“It’s okay, baby. I just want to make you come first.” In a flash, my face was back between her legs, licking and kissing her most intimate flesh.
This was going to be a hell of a night.
Chapter Forty
Daphne
Was there anything more delicious than having your pussy licked?
Sex wasn’t something I ever talked about to anyone. My only close friend was Ennis, and he was a man. Sage and Patty were long gone, and I’d never heard from either of them. Patty had talked about sex to me, but I hadn’t to her. It was all so long ago.
Did other women feel this way about having their pussy eaten? Was it this amazing for everyone?
I wriggled against Brad’s lips and tongue, helping him find the right spot to trigger those wonderful feelings inside me, that kaleidoscope of emotions and physical sensations that rolled through me like bolts of lightning.
Muffled words of endearment, of satisfaction, rolled off my tongue. I closed my eyes and brought my fingers to my breasts, pinching my own nipples as Brad had.
Each pinch made a spark sizzle through me and land in my pussy, moving me closer and closer to—
“Yes, Brad, yes!” The climax soared through me when he forced two fingers inside me.
I rolled through the waves of passion, coiling like a snake in the grass moving toward prey. The tingles, the sparks, the sheer joy and bliss all surrounded me in a lovely pink haze.
“Again, baby,” Brad said against my inner thigh. “Come again for me.”
He went back to work on my clit, his fingers still sliding in and out of me. His movements varied. Sometimes his fingers seemed to scissor inside me, sometimes they thrust upward against that spongy spot that made me insane. Sometimes they slid in and out gently as if we were making slow love. Sometimes he forced them far up into me, seeming to touch my heart.
Each movement made me feel something different.
Each movement was amazing in itself, but his discordant rhythm of motion, so I didn’t know which would come next, drove me absolutely crazy.
Brad Steel was my only lover, but I was certain I’d missed out on nothing. When he played my body like a fine violin as he was doing now, I knew he was the only lover I was meant to have.
I catapulted into another climax and then another, rolling my head from side to side against my fluffy pillow, screaming Brad’s name.
My nipples were stretched tight as I continued pinching them. And my pussy… God, my pussy. How much more could I take?
He alternately sucked and licked my clit, keeping me right at the edge of each orgasm and then sending me blasting to the stars again and again. His fingers danced inside me and hit every spot that made me tingle.
One orgasm rolled into another and then another. Thoughts fled from my head until only feeling remained. Pure raw emotion that seemed to encase us in an invisible cloud of desire.
Words formed in my throat, fell off my tongue.
And still he continued to lick me, finger me, grip the globes of my ass as he ate me.
Until finally, a feeling so intense, so pure, rose within me.
It was almost frightening, but oh, it was good. It was new and exciting and bold, and then I shattered into the most intense climax I’d ever experienced, as if diamond dust had encased me and was moving through my veins like molten honey.
I ground against Brad’s mouth, lifted my hips in tandem with his motions.
And I came. I fucking came like I’d never come before.
The sensation lasted for moments of pure bliss, and when it finally began to ease off, I found myself panting, sweating, eyes squeezed shut.
I exhaled. I gasped. And then I opened my eyes.
And I realized what had happened, what had spurred me into that glorious heaven.
Brad’s fingers were still inside me. Two in my pussy, and…
And…
I gasped again.
He removed the finger from my ass slowly.
Should he have asked me if it was okay? How could I be upset when his decision had led to the most intense sensation of my life?