“Look at me when you come,” Luc demanded.
Kimber did, her gaze helplessly fixed on his black stare. Grabbing the sheet, Kimber arched up as the pleasure began to overwhelm her. “Luc…”
“Soon, I’ll lick you. Suck you. Make you come.”
“Yes,” she panted.
Then Deke’s tongue flicked her clit, devastating her control. “Oh, God. Oh… Deke!” Ecstasy ripped the sound from her throat as light, color, sensation, and heat all rushed inside her, detonating through every nerve in her body. She jolted with the force, shook, perspiration making her body damp, her muscles turn as liquid as water.
As she lay back, trying to catch her breath, struggling to recover, Deke looked up from between her legs, his mouth red and wet and set in a determined line. “Once more, kitten.”
Then he licked her again.
She didn’t want to say no. Could she, even? Kimber doubted it. But she was so tired, turned inside out, and spent after two monster orgasms. And Luc still hadn’t had a turn to send her flying into pleasure. And he wanted his chance. The way he stared at her even now told her he was done waiting.
“My turn,” Luc insisted. “Before sweet Kimber passes out. And you have other things to prepare her for.”
Other things? Kimber couldn’t make her exhausted body support her lethargic thoughts so she could ponder what those other things might be.
But Deke apparently agreed—reluctantly—as he slid off the bed and disappeared to the other side of the room. She began to tip her head back and follow him with her gaze, but Luc snagged her attention by caressing a pair of elegant fingertips through her steamy, swollen slit, then slowly, so slowly, sliding them deep inside her.
“Lie back and enjoy,” Luc murmured.
Tingles erupted, shocking her with their insistence, flaming to bright new life.
She’d never believed that she was very sexual. She masturbated, yes, but rarely came more than once. Who knew she had two hard orgasms in a row in her? And the way she felt now, a third wasn’t out of the question.
Kimber’s eyes slid shut, and she let out a shuddering breath of tortured pleasure.
Lie back and enjoy. Luc wasn’t taking no for an answer. And she wasn’t inclined to say it, anyway.
He prodded that sensitive spot inside her that Deke had quickly found as well and plied it—softly, yes, but without mercy. The need spiraled again, faster, hotter.
The walls of her sex tightened, tingled, ached.
“Your vulva swells and turns rosy when you’re aroused. It’s fascinating to watch,” Luc murmured.
His words made her clench with helpless arousal. Then he stimulated her clit with a long, lagging drag of his tongue.
Kimber cried out and clutched the sheets again.
“You smell…” he breathed deeply, taking her in through his nose, “amazing. Spicy and hot and addicting. Which only makes me want to taste you more.”
“Luc…” Kimber didn’t know if she was saying yes or no to the man. She only knew that he and Deke had managed to take her to a place where rational thought ceased, sensation ruled—and drove her completely out of her head.
“Stay where I can taste you,” Luc said. “Take the pleasure I give you.” Kimber braced herself for another crash, for something even bigger, more powerful. The undertow of this one might knock her unconscious, but suddenly she was sure it would be worth it.
Then Deke muttered something low and unintelligible near Luc’s ear. Her lashes fluttered open in time to see Luc nod. Then Deke’s hands disappeared between her legs.
Her gaze connected with his. He burned, broiling her with the demand in his expression. He wanted to see her come again, under Luc’s tongue. It was all there in his harsh stare. And he was going to help push her over the edge.
Not that Luc needed help, she thought, as he sucked her swollen clit into his mouth. Kimber clenched her teeth against the rush of sensations, but one piled on top of the other. The coming orgasm packed power, gnawed into her composure with sharp teeth, and began to unravel her. Then…oh, Luc’s tongue flirted with the ultrasensitive tip of her clit, now peeking out from its protective folds. She screamed at the sensations, nearly climbing out of her skin.
They weren’t done.
Sensing that her climax hovered moments away, Luc released her clit and backed off. “Not yet, sweetheart. Soon. There’s more. And I want to savor you.”
“No,” she panted, so close now that sweat burst across her brow, between her br**sts. “No. Now.”