in her previous experience prepared her for what he did next. In a seductively choreographed series of moves, he parted her lips and flicked her clit with the tip of his tongue.
Her legs nearly gave out. She gasped and steadied herself with great difficulty.
“We won’t be needing the lube,” he grunted. “You’re dripping.”
His words made her body react. She felt heat pour into her center. The arousal caused her pussy to throb. With shaking hands she tore her sweater off and sent it sailing.
It felt wicked and decadent to stand there while Arnie crouched in front of her and teased her virgin flesh with his tongue. She liked the way it made her feel. With each soft swipe of his tongue, she moaned and tilted her pelvis, begging for more.
The feeling of her heart hammering in her chest sent Summer into overdrive when he looked up at her and held her eyes.
“Goldilocks, I’m going to lick your pussy so you can come properly.”
The wicked gleam in his eyes made her tremble.
“The endorphin rush will make penetration less stressful.”
Her eyes widened. This was what it meant to make love with a real man. He wasn’t just about getting his rocks off.
She was surprised when he snarled. “Screw those other assholes. What they knew about properly fucking a beautiful, desirable woman wouldn’t make it onto the head of a pin.”
“Whereas you gained access to my head before claiming my body.”
“Your thoughts are easy to decipher.”
She smirked. “Oh, yeah? What am I thinking right now?”
“You’re hoping I shut the fuck up soon and bury my face between your legs.”
He wasn’t too far off the mark, so she chuckled, and asked, “And what would be the best way to hurry this eventuality along? My virgin loins quiver with need.”
“Virgin loins?” He sniggered. “I like the sound despite knowing the admission makes me a bit of a pig.”
“Pig? I hope not, but glutton will score you bonus points.”
When the hell did she learn how to flirt?
“I can do gluttony,” he proudly announced.
He stood and removed his shirt but made no move to get naked. Summer studied the way his pants molded the sizeable lump under his zipper.
“We’re gonna wait for the reveal.” He laughed. “Gotta get you warmed up and ready for me first.”
“Oh, my god. That sounds hot.”
Taking her hand, he placed it palm down on his chest. She whimpered when the warmth of his skin scorched her and sent waves of heat hurtling into her center.
“I touch you, and you touch me. Don’t be shy, sweet Summer.”
“My pleasure,” she said teasingly.
Her fingers mapped his torso. He had impressive musculature and marvelously defined abs. The kind that made girls go stupid.
Stroking and petting, she enjoyed her first opportunity to get to know this man’s body. He was a golden Adonis with brain-melting sex appeal.
“You’re beautiful,” she murmured.
“Hey, that’s my line.”
His eyes twinkled, and she smiled.
“Sashay your cute, curvy ass over to the bed. It’s up to you how much of a show you put on as long as you end up on your back, knees bent, thighs spread wide. You aren’t the only one who needs room to maneuver.”
His throaty laugh made her pussy throb. She ran her fingers down the center of his gorgeous chest and sighed dramatically. He looked at her with such lust she felt bold and daring. With bravery she didn’t expect to have, Summer wet her lips and cooed, “I’ve never been licked.”
“Oh, baby, don’t you worry. When I’m through, your new favorite thing will be coming on my tongue.”
“Promise?” She played the innocent card and lowered her eyelashes to help hide a naughty smirk.
He puffed with cocky swagger and boldly plucked her nipples. “Says the virgin vixen who just came before the party even got started.”
Well, she had to give it to him. He was correct. She had, in fact, experienced a mini-orgasm and wasn’t about to deny it.
He twirled his finger. “Now stop yammering and get on the bed. I’m hungry.”
It was her first time with a man, and she really didn’t know what to expect despite a head full of sexy thoughts thanks to all the erotic romances she had on her Kindle. Some part of her asked, Should I be nervous? Or scared?
What if she froze and couldn’t come again? It was a possibility.
Or worse, what if she got overstimulated and ended up gushing like a hydrant? Could anything be more awkward?
In the end, she went with her gut, and what her gut was saying