had goose bumps all over her body and her spine felt electric.
When she rubbed her ass against his erection she heard him moan, and she realized she had the same effect on him. And she loved it.
While he kissed her neck, he pulled and twisted on her nipples with one hand and slid the other between them, unzipping and unbuttoning his pants. She shivered when she realized he was stroking himself against her.
He broke their kiss and turned her again to face him. His erection was pressing against her pelvis now and she reached back and grabbed his butt in her hands, pulling his hips against hers, rubbing herself against him. She felt like she could orgasm right then and there. Branden groaned and put his hands on her shoulders. He only applied the slightest pressure, but she knew what he wanted and she wanted it, too.
He’d been so giving to her the night before. Had made sure she was satisfied, and in such an erotic and talented way. She wanted—no, needed—to reciprocate. To make him feel as enthralled as he’d made her feel.
She dropped to her knees in front of him and he guided his erection to her mouth. She tried to take it deep, but he wanted to tease her first. He held it in his hand and traced her lips with it, running it back and forth across the tongue she was reaching out with. When he was finally ready, he slipped the head of his cock between her lips. Greedily, she sucked it out of his hand and all the way into the back of her throat. She shivered with excitement and desire as she felt him wrap both of his hands in her hair and tug gently, guiding her head up and down. As his shaft slid in and out of her mouth, she ran her tongue along the underside of it, scraping very gently with her teeth, not enough to hurt, just enough to entice.
“Ah, yes, Cara…that’s it. Oh, baby, that feels so good.” The sound of his deep, sexy voice spurred her on.
He moved his hips, thrusting them forward, pulling in and out of her mouth in a steady rhythm. Each time he pulled himself out, he would quiver and shake, then he’d plunge back in, deeper each time. As she sucked and licked with abandonment, she felt herself getting close to climax.
He moved his hips quicker, more frantically. His breaths got shorter and his fingers gripped her hair tighter. She shook…trembled…quaked at the intensity. At his strong and sensual scent. At the sensation of velvet and steel in her mouth.
She was still shaking when he released her hair and pulled himself out from between her lips. He was panting, and she knew he had been right on the verge of his own powerful climax when he stopped. His self-control was impressive.
He stood over her as she remained kneeling on the floor, looking up at him. He reached down and ran his fingers gently along the sides of her face and down to her neck and then her shoulders. It was a soft, loving touch—a true caress. She closed her eyes as he touched her, savoring the tender moment and then suddenly, she felt herself being lifted off the floor. Gasping, she draped her arms around his neck as he carried her to the bedroom. He kissed her as they walked, letting his tongue plunge in and out of her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss.
When they got into the bedroom, the sight of the plush white comforter brought back memories of their previous times together, making her shudder. As he laid her down on the big, soft bed, he broke their kiss and she slid her arms down off his neck. He began to undress her then, tossing each piece of clothing aside as he slipped it off of her. Then he stood at the side of the bed and stripped off all that he was wearing, as well.
He took a long look at her then, running his eyes like a fiery touch across the contours of her body. She smiled at him and he reached down and grasped one of her wrists, raising her arm up over her head, as if he were posing her. She wondered what he was doing before she suddenly felt silky material being wound around her wrist. Once. Twice.
She gasped and caught his gaze. He stared at her, steady, frozen in motion, waiting for…for what?