Heir to a Desert Legacy - By Maisey Yates Page 0,53
like oral sex?”
A harsh laugh escaped his lips. “Is there a man who doesn’t?”
“I don’t know. I told you, I don’t have a lot of experience.” She leaned in. “And I’ve never done this before.”
“Chloe...”
She flicked her tongue over the head of his penis, the taste salty, and very much Sayid. She found she liked it. Found that she liked it almost as much as using him to stimulate her body. She cupped him in her hand, teasing his length with her tongue before drawing as much of him into her mouth as she could.
One hand was braced on his thigh and she could feel him shaking beneath her. Could feel how much it cost him to remain bound.
“Chloe,” he said, his voice rough. “You need to stop.”
“I don’t have to, though,” she said, “you’re in my control.”
“Chloe, do you have any idea how close I am?”
She knew what he meant. And she didn’t want it to be over. But she didn’t want to stop tasting him, either. Because the alternative was to go to the next stage and she wasn’t certain she was ready for that, either.
“Chloe,” he said, his tone pleading. “Kiss my lips.”
She slid up his body, deciding to comply with this one demand, taking his mouth, feasting on it. “Scoot up,” he said.
So she did. He lifted his head and captured the tip of her breast with his lips, his tongue flicking over her nipple.
“Careful,” she said, pulling away. “There might be some unwanted consequences to that behavior at the moment.”
She scooted away from him and shimmied the rest of the way out of her dress, leaving her in nothing more than a pair of white lace panties. Again, it was the idea of what her body looked like now. What it looked like to him.
She put her hand over her stomach, trying to hide some of the loose skin and stretch marks.
“Don’t,” he bit out. “Don’t hide from me.” She lowered her hand. “Take your panties off.”
“I’m the one that’s supposed to be in charge. No further than I want, remember?”
“Please,” he said.
Pleasure flooded her, the desperation in his command a magic wand sent to wave away any of her insecurities. He didn’t care about the stretch marks. He didn’t care about the baby weight. She could see from the look on his face, and from the thick, insistent erection he was sporting, that he very much liked what he was seeing. That he was anticipating, greatly, what she would do next.
Well, so was she. “Since you asked so nicely.” She gripped the sides of her panties and drew them down her legs, leaving herself completely bare, completely open to his gaze. Her entire body felt hot, flushed, excitement and nerves vying for equal place inside of her.
A decrease in fear is a direct response to an increase in arousal.
She called up her earlier findings and sucked in a sharp breath, crawling back onto the bed. She rested on her knees, surveying the man spread out before her, trying to decide what she wanted to do next. What she wanted to touch, to taste.
“You’re thinking very hard,” he said.
“I am. But there are a lot of choices here, and I want to make the right one.”
“Why not make them all?” he asked, his voice strained.
A thrill shot through her. “An excellent idea.”
She bent down, bracing her hands on either side of her legs, kissing his leg, running her tongue along his inner thigh. She skipped his erection this time, and it earned her a growl of frustration that she found oddly exhilarating.
She’d never had power in her life, not in any area outside the academic. Her mind had always held a certain amount of it, but her body had been weak. She’d been unable to protect her mother, unable to stop her father. But here and now, her body had power. And she was savoring it, relishing it, this rare, perfect moment when she felt whole. As though her body and brain were, for once, in agreement. Were equal.
She pressed a kiss to his abs, his chest, and then, her thighs on either side of his, her lips just a whisper from his mouth, she leaned in, letting her breath tease him, not touching. He arched up and she backed away, withholding her mouth from him.
He sat up, using his core muscles and pressed his lips to hers, holding the kiss for as long as possible before he lay back down, his breath coming in