Opposites Attract - Jessica Prince Page 0,48
her face and leaned to the side, sliding my nightstand drawer open and tossing them inside.
“But… I can’t see without those.”
“You don’t need to see,” I said between kisses along the soft skin of her shoulder, my fingers slipping into her silky hair to release it from the bun she kept it in. “Besides,” I pulled her earlobe between my teeth and nipped, drawing out another gasp, “if you can’t see, you can’t escape. I’ll give them back to you tomorrow.”
“Richard—” she started to argue, but I was done listening. I kissed her again, snaking my tongue into her mouth until she finally relented and met me stroke for stroke. I pushed forward, lowering her onto the bed so I could have access to every part of her. The little noises Delilah made as I kissed my way down her body drove me fucking crazy, but I’d wanted this for too long. I’d meant it when I said I was going to have my mouth on every inch of her. Starting with my favorite part.
“What-what are you doing?” Her breath hitched as I dragged the tip of my nose between her breasts, stopping to pay attention to each one before continuing my path down. The muscles in her belly trembled as I ran my tongue along her skin.
“Tasting you,” I answered, looking up at her with a wicked grin. Grabbing hold behind her knees, I threw her legs over my shoulders and kissed her lace covered mound so there would be no confusion as to what I was about to do.
The light blue material right between her legs was damp with her arousal, and the sweet smell of honeysuckle combined with something all her caused a growl to reverberate up my chest as I buried my face between her thighs.
“Oh!” Her back bowed off the bed as I licked her through the scrap of cloth. Just that hint of her taste on my tongue made me completely ravenous. Pushing the lace aside with my fingers, I drove my tongue inside of her, lapping everything up as she writhed and moaned, her hips all but fucking my face as I fucked her with my tongue.
Jesus Christ, how could I have ever forgotten how fucking perfect she tasted? I could get high off her taste alone. With one hand, I pressed down on her belly, forcing her still as I slipped the fingers of my free hand into her tight pussy and sucked her clit between my lips.
“Oh, God. Oh, God! Richard!” Delilah clawed at the comforter, tugged hard on my hair, as her walls clamped down on my fingers. “Close. So close,” she panted. I lifted my eyes to see her head thrown back in complete ecstasy as I ate her, taking her to the very brink. “Don’t stop. God, please. Don’t stop.”
I had her exactly where I wanted her. She was one thrust of my fingers, one flick of my tongue, away from coming in my mouth. But that wasn’t what I wanted.
“Richard! No!” Delilah shouted, eyes wide as I lifted my mouth away and removed my hand. “No, no, no! Don’t stop! Please.”
“You come on my cock,” I growled. “I’ll let you come on my tongue later, but right now, I want your pussy squeezing the shit out of my dick.”
Her breath skipped at my words, leaving her speechless as I reached for the nightstand drawer, the same one I’d hidden her glasses in, and pulled out a condom. Tossing it on the mattress next to her, I gripped the sides of her underwear and yanked them down her legs, throwing them over my shoulder as I moved to strip her of her bra. Just as I got it off, revealing those dusky pink nipples that begged for my mouth, the little minx surprised the hell out of me by reaching past the elastic band of my boxer briefs and gripping my cock in a tight fist.
“Uhn,” I grunted, thrusting against her hand.
“I need it, Richard,” she whispered, pumping her fist. “I need you.”
That was all I needed to hear. “Take it out,” I demanded, grabbing the condom from the bed and ripping it open with my teeth. My underwear slid over my ass, down my legs until I could kick them off, leaving us skin to skin as I slid the condom over my aching erection.
“Can’t go slow with you,” I groaned as I slid the tip of my cock through her wet heat. “Not this time.”
Delilah shook