through her at the same time Parker released her mouth, then moved to her breast. A moan escaped her lips when he slid a nipple into his mouth and began sucking in earnest. “Oh yes!”
She couldn’t remember the last time a man had taken care of her breasts this way. Last night Parker had delivered multiple times, and he was still delivering.
He released that nipple and then went to the other one, at the same time as she felt his hand slowly move to the area between her legs. Silently begging for the pleasure only he could give her, her thighs parted willingly, allowing him to slide a finger inside of her. She groaned in pleasure and when he finally pulled his mouth away from her breasts, he whispered, “You are so hot…and so very, very wet. Baby, I need to taste you.”
Then he was shifting in bed, planting kisses downward, from her breasts toward her stomach, nibbling on the areas in between. Using his tongue, he licked all around her navel, then moved lower, rubbing his nose over her feminine folds. She gripped his shoulders, overwhelmed with emotion, and very, very grateful she’d recently had a bikini wax.
When he gripped her thighs and widened them, she knew what he was about to do. At the first flick of his tongue across her center she moaned, maybe too loudly, but she couldn’t help it. And when he used his fingers to open her folds, before letting his tongue take over, she couldn’t help but cry out. That’s when he buried his face between her legs, pushing his tongue inside of her, deeper than she thought any tongue could go.
His mouth devoured her clitoris. And when he locked his mouth on her and began sucking and licking her as if tasting her was the only good thing in his life, she nearly shot off the bed, but his grip on her thighs kept her in place.
She grabbed hold of his hair and pulled it, but that didn’t slow him down. It was as if he was marking her in every way that he could. She knew that she would forever yearn for him to do this to her.
She’d engaged in oral sex before, but it had never been like this. No man had ever used his tongue this way on her before, as if thirsty for every bit of moisture her body was creating. Her orgasm hit hard and he held tight, his mouth still on her, lapping her up like his life depended on it. And when she convulsed and exploded into what seemed like a trillion pieces, he was there, taking it all in.
And then she came yet again, and still, his mouth wouldn’t let up, taking everything she was giving him, burying his tongue nearly nose deep inside of her. She knew at that moment, whether she wanted to or not, whether it was his intent or not, he owned this. She couldn’t imagine any other man doing this to her. And while her body was coming down from a double orgasm, she felt him get out of bed and through dazed eyes, she watched him open his nightstand to retrieve another condom and put it on.
Then he was back, sliding between her legs and in one smooth thrust, he entered her. All she could do was hold on as he took her hard and fast. It was a good thing the bed had a good mattress because it was definitely getting a workout. And then he tilted her hips for deeper penetration and began thrusting even faster.
She thought he had gone farther into the depths of her body than any man had ever gone before. His manhood was touching places that had never been touched, and she was feeling the effect.
He joined his hands with hers above her head, entwining their fingers, then rubbed his chest against her breasts as he continued to ride her. Torture had never been so sweet. She lifted her hips to receive each and every one of his downward thrusts, fighting back an orgasm, not ready for it to come yet. But she couldn’t hold it back.
She was saying all kinds of things—naughty things, things she would normally not say. She might be ashamed of herself later, but she wasn’t now. She had never been this outspoken in the bedroom. And tonight, she wasn’t just outspoken, she was outright demanding and greedy as hell. Not that he seemed to mind. He was