as images of her playing with herself took very vivid forms in my mind. My mouth closed around one nipple and gave it a hard, brutal suck.
“Aaaaa.” She shuddered against me.
“What did you use?” I rasped out, close to losing my mind. “How did you touch yourself?”
“Just my inadequate fingers,” she breathed.
My lips moved to her other nipple.
She writhed wildly against me at the attention that my lips tongue and teeth gave to the pale swollen buds. She grabbed onto my hair and panted. “Oh, fuck,” she swore.
I pulled away to once again drown myself in the taste of her lips. Molten, searing desire slid down my throat as our mouths intertwined, nearly becoming one as we breathed through each other’s mouths. I couldn’t wait to be inside her. I carried her across the room until my legs connected with the frame of her bed.
I dropped her on the bed and she squealed softly with excitement, I leaned forward and pressed a finger to her lips. This was a dangerous game we were playing. It could mean a bullet in my head. I glanced at the door, then I walked over, and turned the lock.
When I came back to the bed, I just stood over her. Savoring the sight of her almost naked body.
Her nightie was bunched around her hips. As I watched she shimmied it further down her body. At that moment, the only thing I wanted in the entire world, possibly even more than my own life, was to push myself into her wetness.
She flung the silk material aside. All that was left was a lacy thong.
I caught her ankles in my hands and opened her legs. The way the string of her thong was caught between her wet pussy lips was so indecently erotic, my mouth watered to lick that wet beauty, but before I could drop to my knees and feast on her sweetness, her hands rushed to cover her sex.
“Don’t look at me like that,” she whispered.
My eyes met hers, and my voice was hoarse and thick. “Like what?”
“Like you want to … eat me.”
I frowned. Could it be? No, of course not. That would be impossible. She was not exactly a shy little thing. I pulled my gun out of my holster and put it on the bedside table. Climbing on the bed, I began to trace heated kisses down her neck. I felt the burn of each kiss as though I was the one being teased, and felt my heart leap in my chest when I dipped my tongue into her belly button and her body jerked with the intensity of the sensation.
I couldn’t help but tease her again.
“Stop,” she muttered, her head moving restlessly.
I lifted my head from my position on her abdomen and looked at her. Part of me couldn’t believe I was about to have her. There was no two ways about it. She was a goddess! Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from my sucking, and her eyelids heavy with passion. Between the slits, her eyes were brilliantly green, as if set on fire from inside, as her hair lay spread out around her head in a captivating cascade of lustrous silk.
I felt my heart thud violently in my chest and the words came out before I could stop them, “You're breathtaking.”
She stilled at my words. “And you’re fucking gorgeous.”
I felt the appreciation in her touch as she stroked her fingers in my hair.
She blushed, the color running from her chest all the way to her cheeks. “I’ve been watching you around me, and getting more and more pissed that you weren’t …” she paused and licked her lips, “fucking my brains out.”
I cocked my head. “You can stop being pissed right now." I broke the string of her lacy thong and wrenched the material away from her hips. Her sex was spread open before me. She immediately grew self-conscious and tried to close her legs, but I grabbed her thighs and pushed even further apart. All the way back, and allowed my eyes to fully take her in.
Her pussy was utterly and completely beautiful. Completely clean-shaven, it was like a little heart, pulsing, alive, and greedy for my attention. Her creamy arousal drenched the swollen protruding bud at the center of the delicate, pink folds of flesh. Then there was the little hole, throbbing— begging silently. Excitement gripped me and I didn’t waste a moment longer.