dimensions, inner and outer, but right now she was most preoccupied with this one. His raging erection.
She sank to the mattress and put her lips to his tip. The heat of the skin there surprised her. Darius burned hot, with that big frame of his and those muscles carved out of living rock.
She opened her mouth and slid her tongue across the knobby head. Found smoothness and hard ridges, and soft veins that throbbed beneath her tongue. She lost herself in his flavor and texture, the tremor of his muscles, the sound of his ragged breathing. His thighs clenched the longer she tasted him, and she knew he must be barely hanging onto his control. That awareness added an extra layer of spice to the excitement of his cock in her mouth.
“Stop,” he finally groaned. “For the love of God. Can’t take any more.”
Taking her time, she slid her mouth away from him. A spear of glistening flesh appeared before her. A thing of pure masculine beauty.
He lifted her up off the mattress and spun her around so her back leaned against his front. He plunged his hand between her legs and clamped it against her wet sex. She cried out—already turned on, that one touch nearly sent her over the edge. He spanned her breasts with one of his big hands as he stroked her with the other.
A second ago, he’d been at her mercy; now she was completely at his. She writhed against him as want and need coursed through her. The only thing that mattered was the electric contact of his flesh against hers.
“On the bed,” he growled. Together, somehow, they collapsed onto the mattress. He tugged her pants off and pushed his own jeans down his powerful thighs. When he’d gotten rid of his pants, he turned his attention back to her. With a firm hand on each of her inner thighs, he spread her open.
And put his head between them and licked her, up and down. The pleasure felt like an electric shriek. Her back arched all on its own and she dug her fingers into his thick hair. His sensual lips parted her softness, kissed her most intimate self, explored, tasted, savored. Lashed her with one overwhelming sensation after another. The way he drove his tongue against her—no mercy, no hesitation—sent her onto a wild plane of pure sensation. She had no control there, all she could do was hang on and let Darius’ magic mouth do whatever he wanted to her.
And then he was gone…and he was reaching for the pocket of his jeans. He slid a condom on that jutting cock and her heart was pounding and she couldn’t wait…couldn’t stand to live another second without feeling him inside her.
He moved on top of her and slid his belly against hers. “You good?” he murmured.
She nodded, almost frantic. “Do it. I’m good. We’re good.”
A slight smile flashed through the scruff already darkening his jawline. This man was one hundred percent testosterone, damn it.
Except he was so much more than that. He was gentle power, aching restraint, exquisite control as he eased his swollen erection inside her. She was so wet from all his suckling that he entered easily at first. The deeper he went, the more her channel contracted around him. Flutters of pleasure accompanied his slide, little promises of the ecstasy to come.
Her eyes drifted shut as he seated himself fully inside her. A sense of satisfaction came over her. Even if they did nothing else, they were joined together as intimately as two people could be. She felt the beauty of that down to her soul.
He slid his hand between them, to her clit. His big thumb found a spot that sent searing pleasure to every one of her nerve endings. She cried out and trembled under his rubbing.
“I can’t…Darius…I’m going to come…I can’t…”
“Do it,” he commanded. “Don’t fucking hold back for anything. Just come.”
She didn’t know what he was doing anymore—she couldn’t keep track. All she knew was that everywhere she needed it, there was pressure and friction and heat and wetness. There was a man growling in her ear, there was hot skin sliding against her, there was a huge cock moving inside her, filling her up—and that hand sending her higher and higher, up and up until she exploded into a sky full of fireworks.
He stayed with her, not letting up as the spasms ripped through her. Only when she’d started to float down from that other