Break Out - By Nina Croft Page 0,44

breath brushed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh, and every muscle she possessed clenched tight.

“Payback time,” he murmured and slowly lowered his head.

At the first touch of his tongue, Skylar’s eyes drifted closed. She held her breath as he licked from the cleft in her buttocks, over her already drenched opening, pushing his tongue inside, up toward the inflamed nub between her thighs, stopping just short, so she moaned in delicious need. He repeated the move, always leaving her wanting more until she reached up and curled her hand around his skull and dragged his head towards her, pushing herself up against his mouth.

He laughed softly, took her swollen clit in his mouth, and suckled. Her hand dropped from him. Her head fell back, and she moaned. He bit down and pleasure poured through her, arching her back as she came immediately. She struggled against him, out of control, and his hands grasped her thighs. His fingers bit into her flesh, holding her open while his tongue continued to work, and pleasure pulsed through her. Finally, he kissed her one last time and raised his head. She forced her eyes open.

“I was planning on taking my time,” Rico said, his expression faintly rueful.

She opened her mouth, but no words came out, the pleasure still buzzing through her. He ran the pad of his thumb over her sensitized clit, and she nearly leapt from the chair.

She lay back and watched as he undressed for her. He pulled his shirt over his head, tossed it on the ground. His skin was pale, smooth over the swell of muscles. A narrow line of hair disappeared into his waistband, and she held her breath as he opened the fastener and dragged his pants down. He was already fully aroused, his shaft thick, the head swollen and blushed dark with blood as it arched up against his lean belly. She licked her lips, and his cock twitched. Taking it in his fist, he squeezed. His head went back, and he groaned. “Tell me what you want,” he said.

“I want you,” she whispered.

. . .

She looked so beautiful sitting there. Beautiful and bemused as though the pleasure had taken her by surprise. Swiping his tongue over his lower lip, he tasted the salty sweetness of her. His gums ached with the need to savor her blood.

She had come much too fast. He’d wanted to prolong her pleasure, force every other man she had ever known from her mind until there was only him.

Now, she was sitting almost primly, her thighs clasped together, and she kept shooting wary glances at his cock; it did nothing for his control, but she seemed unaware of the effect she was having on him.

“I get the impression it’s been a long time for you,” he said.

Surprise flashed across her face. He could see her mind working, deciding whether to deny it. Instead, she shrugged. “You don’t want to know how long.”

Actually, he did want to know, but he didn’t push it—that wasn’t a conversation to have just now. He reckoned it would be a definite mood killer. And right now, he wanted to sink himself into the hot, silky depths of her. “Tell me if I hurt you.”

She looked at his cock and nodded, and the muscles in his belly cramped. Rico picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Turning, he sat down in the chair, positioning her knees on either side of his hips. For long moments, he held her close, breathing in the wild, musky scent of her sex. He stroked a hand down over her breasts. She was lean, no spare fat, but her skin was soft and her breasts a heavy weight in his palms. Bending over her, he took one swollen nipple into his mouth while one hand went between her thighs and parted her sex with skillful fingers. The head of his cock nudged at her opening. He raised his head to look at her, and her eyes were wild.

“Ready?” he asked.

Without answering, she put her hands to his shoulders, held his gaze as she pushed herself down, sheathing him inside her. She was so tight, and he held himself still, savoring the feeling.

When he could wait no longer, his hands moved to her hips and lower to cup the firm globes of her ass, and he moved her on him. The drag of her muscles was exquisite, and he shoved into her harder this time. He could already feel