between her breasts and over her stomach. A shudder wracked her body and goose bumps popped up in the wake of his touch.
He gripped a hip, digging his fingers into the softness, wondering if she’d welcome finger-shaped bruises tomorrow. He lifted his gaze to her. “Didn’t think it was possible for you to look even more beautiful than I dreamed about.”
She sucked in a breath and opened her mouth, but Cal didn’t give her a chance to say anything back. He leaned in, and he took one of those pink nipples in his mouth and sucked.
The sounds that came out of her throat weren’t words but moans. She gripped his hair and tugged. He thumbed her other nipple and rolled the hard bud in between his thumb and forefinger. He smiled, biting her breast gently, like she’d always loved. And she still did, if the bucking of her hips was any indication.
He pulled off her nipple, blowing on it, watching as her skin pebbled as his cool breath hit her wet skin, and then he moved on to the other one. She whimpered now, whispering his name, one hand tugging at his hair while the other tugged on his shirt, trying to free buttons.
“Cal.”
“Not done.”
“Don’t want you done. Want you naked.”
He huffed a laugh against her skin. “I’ll get naked after you get off.”
Her eyes widened. “Jesus.”
He dropped to his knees. “Ball’s in your court.” A hand fluttered and landed on his shoulder. He kept his gaze on her face. “Spread your legs for me, Sunshine.”
“Cal—”
He licked his lips. “Come on.”
He swore he could see her pulse beating in her neck. Her breasts trembled with her breaths. He thought she’d refuse; tell him to get up off of his knees. He’d do it, but it’d kill him.
Instead, slowly, she lowered her other heel to the ground and then placed her feet about shoulder width apart. Cal finally lowered his gaze, taking in the trimmed patch of soft curls. He could smell her arousal, and she shifted her legs restlessly when he made no move to touch her.
He wasn’t sure if he’d get this chance again, so he sure as hell was going to enjoy this while it lasted. He placed his hands above her knees and slowly ran his palms up her thighs. His calluses rasped over her soft skin, his hands permanently stained with grease while her skin was practically glowing clean. Hadn’t it always been that way? He made her dirty, and she loved it. Did she still?
He lifted his gaze to her again and locked onto her hazel eyes. They were glazed over, unfocused, and he wanted to keep her that way, wanting him. He planned to drive her out of her mind.
He took one of her legs and lay it on his shoulder, and then he leaned in, running his nose along her slit.
She was wet already, the slick fluid glistening on her skin. When he spread her open with his fingers and applied the flat of his tongue in one long, slow lick, she went wild.
He’d always loved that about Jenna, the way she responded to his touch, his mouth, his cock. And she hadn’t changed, not one bit, because she was bucking, grinding herself down onto his face, and he didn’t care. He spread her open and braced her against the door and let her work herself on his tongue. He didn’t give her everything, though; she was going to have to work for it if she wanted him naked.
A hand came down and threaded through this hair and then pulled. He grunted.
“Cal.” Her voice was strangled.
He fucked her with his tongue, lapping up her wetness, but ignored her clit, flicking it occasionally with his nose, just enough to drive her insane but not get her off.
She twisted her wrist, and he wondered if she’d taken a hunk of hair with her as pain laced through his scalp.
“Cal.” This time her voice was a growl.
He leaned back a little, so his lips still grazed her wetness. “Yeah, Sunshine?” He knew his voice was a vibration as she shuddered.
“You know.” She gritted her teeth.
He smiled. “You wanna come?” He hated games, but this one was a little too much fun.
“You—”
“Tell me, Jenna.” He moved his lips up and let his breath coast over her clit.
Her eyes were glassy. “I want to come,” she whispered.
“With my tongue?”
She swallowed. “With your tongue.”
“Wish granted.” He dove back in, attacking her clit, sucking it, swirling it. Her hips rocked