Bennett - Milly Taiden Page 0,41

surprised him. It was coming from him. Clearly, the animal inside of him seriously didn’t like the idea of kissing her goodnight only to cuddle again.

He wanted more.

He needed more.

Bennett just didn’t know how to make a move. He didn’t trust himself to keep it on the more tamed side.

Dakota took charge, thankfully. She closed her arms around his neck and crushed herself to him. Her lips were soft yet demanding. It flipped a switch inside of him.

He forgot that he wanted to savor this. He didn’t know the definition of slow anymore. All he knew was that he wanted her. He took control of the kiss, moving his lips against hers. His tongue dipped into her mouth, and he explored her as best he could. He tipped her head back to get a better angle, and she rewarded him by moaning, clutching the skin of his neck with her short nails.

Instinct was the ruler.

It told him to palm her ass and lift her clear off of the floor so that he could feel the heat of her pussy against him. He could smell her desire. It was like honey and vanilla on the air, and he couldn’t wait to get a taste of it. He would, too. He would make sure to lie her down on the bed and make her come on his tongue. Then and only then would he allow himself to bury his cock inside of her.

Dakota wrapped her legs around his waist, lining them up in the best way possible. She moved against his body as he walked them to the edge of the bed. Bennett sat down, keeping Dakota in his arms. Her kisses were intoxicating, her teeth nipping at his lower lip. She was as playful as a cat but as wanton as a sex goddess.

And he was there for it. He wanted it all.

With nimble fingers, he managed to unbutton her top and flick her bra opened. He feasted on the sight of her breasts. Her skin was smooth and free of any blemish, save a few beauty marks across her chest. He traced each mark with his tongue, mapping out his destination to her pebbled peaks. Her nipples were a soft red, and they reminded him of sweet berries. He licked one before closing his mouth on it.

Dakota even tasted as delectable as she looked. Bennett closed his eyes and let the moment wash over him. He made love to Dakota’s breasts with his mouth. Straddling him, she was grinding down on his cock, making him so hard, he thought he would embarrass himself before he even had the chance to get to the good stuff.

Bennett lay down on his back and inched them up the bed. Once they were in the center of the space, he flipped them over so that Dakota’s back was pressed into the soft mattress. Her jeans were easily discarded, along with a pink lace thong that he would surely have dreams about.

He wasted no time kissing down the length of her body until he got to the center of her. He inhaled deeply, knowing she would be dripping wet for him.

He ran a finger down her seam, and he was pleased to see he was right. He brought the finger to his mouth and tasted her sweet nectar. Bennett had never done that, but he had never had a taste of Dakota before. He spread her legs wide, pinning them to the bed.

“Tell me you want this.” His voice was a low growl of desire.

“Please.”

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to make me come with your ton—”

Dakota didn’t even have time to finish her sentence. He delved right into her pretty pink pussy. His tongue went straight to the hood of her clit. He should have drawn this out, made it last. But he wanted to know what it was like to see her come. He wanted to know what it was like to hear Dakota screaming his name in pleasure.

He licked from her clit to her ass and back up. He sucked and laved her pussy with all of the attentions of a man starved for her. And he was. He had never enjoyed going down on a woman, but this was different. Dakota was clawing at his hair, grinding her hips shamelessly into his face as she chased her orgasm down. Her legs were shaking, her breathy pants were mixed in with sweet chants of his name.

“That’s it, love,” he coaxed when