her. Of course she wanted distraction again, but he could distract her simply by being in the same room with her. Of course, it distracted her more when she was in his arms. But the biggest distraction of all? That would come when she was completely immersed and solidly focused on driving him wild with passion.
Starting right now.
She pulled herself onto her knees, which made his brows lift in surprise. Kneeling in front of him, she settled her hands on his shoulders and kissed him. As the kiss grew heated, however, and she sensed his intention to take over, she pulled away.
She sprinkled kisses along his firm jaw, down his throat and over his muscular chest. She savored the feel of her lips against his hot skin, but kept her hands moving. Stroking. Cupping.
He hissed as she cradled his erection in her palm. Groaned as she continued to kiss him, progressing lower and lower down his body until...
“Jesus,” he hissed and tangled his hands in her hair. The slight sting as he lightly pulled her hair made her moan and she opened her mouth even wider to take in more of him. He tasted like nirvana, sweet and salty combined, and she sucked him strongly, like a particularly juicy piece of candy. When he groaned again, she glanced up and saw that he’d pulled back slightly and was now looking down, eyes hooded but open, watching her suck him off. Deliberately, she slowly pulled back, until he’d almost slipped out of her mouth, and then she twirled her tongue around the tip of his cock.
“That’s such an amazing sight,” he said. “Fucking beautiful.”
She smiled and once again drew him deeper into her mouth. And once again, he rewarded her with a slight pull to her hair. This time, the sting sent a jolt of pleasure between her legs so sharp that she instinctively lowered one of her hands to rub at her clit. She was wet, practically dripping for him, and she worked her fingers against herself even as she continued to work him with her mouth.
“Now that’s even more beautiful,” he gritted out. “You touching yourself while you pleasure me. You’re beautiful, Nina. I want you. Give me your mouth on mine. Now.”
When she didn’t comply right away, he lightly gripped her jaw and drew her mouth away from him. Then he hoisted her up and took her mouth in a deep kiss. Instinctively, she placed both hands on his shoulders again, but before she could miss the pleasure of sensation between her legs, he lowered his hand and gave it back to her. Only his touch felt so much better than her own. His fingers were bigger. Longer. Harder. And of course they made her think of another part of his body that would soon be inside her. How much bigger, longer and harder it would be, and how it would stretch her to her limits and still leave her craving more.
“Shift your legs farther apart,” he commanded against her mouth. “Let me get to all these pretty pink bits and sweet, sweet heat. I want to touch every inch. And then I want to taste it, Nina.”
She did as he commanded, gasping when he plunged a finger inside her. So good, she thought. This feels so good. But he’d taken over, she realized. He was driving her crazy with pleasure, when that had been her goal for him. When she pulled back to tell him so, her words caught in her chest.
He certainly looked crazy with lust. His eyes were hooded, his cheeks flushed, his mouth hard and desperate. All good, but not quite good enough.
“My breasts,” she gasped. “Please. Suck me. Taste me, just like you said.”
Swiftly, he lowered his head, catching her right nipple in his mouth and sucking so strongly she automatically jerked and wailed, “Yes. God yes!”
He took his time there, working her with his hand, working her with his mouth and teeth, even as his hips pumped the air beside her, his cock obviously wanting some attention of its own.
She lowered her hand and gripped him. Stroked him with firm, pulling motions.
He switched to her other nipple, giving it lavish attention, as well.
And suddenly it was too much. She grabbed his ass and said, “Now. I want you inside me. Please.”
“Not yet,” he said.
She tried pulling him forward, but he resisted until she wanted to cry. He’d promised her lots of foreplay, but she didn’t want it. She wanted him inside her,