out his finger and picks up his head from between my thighs.
I gasp, the loss of him washing over me like I’ve been doused with cold water. “What are you doing? I was so close.” I want his mouth back on me so I can unravel on his tongue.
He stares back at me under a hooded gaze, his breathing rapid as he climbs up my body. “Slow and steady.” His gaze falls to my exposed breast before leaning down and covering it with his mouth just as two fingers work their way inside me.
I’m abuzz with sensations by the time my insides start to coil all over again. He pushes his fingers deeper, curling them inside me, then flicking and teasing my sweet spot over and over again.
“Don’t stop, Desmond,” I moan. “Please don’t stop.” I’m right there, my muscles clenching while a fire builds in my core. Any second now, I’m going to combust. My back arches, and my toes curl, but just as the quickening begins in my belly, Desmond removes his mouth and hands once more. Now he’s standing over me, sweat beading on his skin.
“Why?” I cry. This is starting to feel like a dirty game, one I did not sign up for.
He grins and palms himself over his underwear. He’s still half-dressed and oh, so sexy. “I told you. Slow and steady, babe. I promise I’ll make it worth your while. Do you trust me?” Desmond is hard everywhere, from his tone to his gaze to his hard jaw visible even with his beard. I scroll down, taking in his sexy abs on my way to his long length, which is very apparent inside his unzipped pants.
I sit up then climb onto my knees, flicking my eyes up to his. “Yes.” Then I grip the top of his waistband. “Do you trust me?”
He bites down on his bottom lip and nods. I swallow and focus on the man I’m about to undress. I peel away his pants, taking his white boxer briefs with them.
I suck in a breath when his erection springs free. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight of what I would be unleashing. All I know is that I’m suddenly grateful for the fact that Desmond wants to take his time with me tonight. I’m not sure I could have handled anything more.
He steps out of his pants, and I wrap my hand around his length and stroke it in the direction of my mouth. My heart is beating like crazy, and I know it’s from fear that once I taste Desmond Blake, there’s no going back.
I don’t want to go back. I only want to move forward.
I take him in my mouth, swirling my tongue around his length before flattening it against the underside of him. I sheath my teeth and ease down, fitting as much of him as I can down my throat. When I can’t go anymore, Desmond groans and takes the top of my ponytail in his fist then glides me up and back down, his greediness growing by the second. I curl the tip of my tongue just slightly, firming it against him to increase the intensity of each thrust while stroking the base of him with my hand.
Desmond responds with a string of curse words and a quickening of his movements. “Holy shit, woman.”
I think he’s about to let go, and I’m preparing for his hot release at any moment when he shocks me and pulls me all the way off him until I’m staring up at him with wide eyes and heavy breaths. “You didn’t like it?”
He rolls his eyes, sinks down onto his knees, and locks eyes with me. Two beats of silence follow in which his lids turn to slits and he releases a long, heavy breath. Then he’s gripping the back of my neck and pulling me to his mouth. We blend together, his flavor and mine, and I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
I’m so into our tangled kiss that I don’t notice him grabbing the condom from his wallet until our mouths part and he’s rolling it over his length.
His gaze travels the length of me. “I don’t think I’ve stopped being hard since I unzipped your dress.”
I’m too worked up to worry about how my next question will sound. “Why did you stop me, then? You were about to come.”
Desmond eases me forward so I’m straddling him. “Because I want to watch you come apart when