tongue through her slit again. “Sweeter than any candy. Or cake. Or icing.”
She whimpered and arched her hips under me.
“This might be the sweetest dessert you’ve ever made.” My lips closed over her clit and sucked. The tender bud swelled with pleasure as Holly shivered and gasped for breath.
God, she tasted like heaven.
With a low growl, I forced her legs wider and redoubled my efforts. I needed her to come. I needed her to come so I could taste her tits and sink my cock into her pleasure-soaked pussy before my need killed me.
“Let me taste you come, Holly,” I begged.
My mouth worked a furious path over her, stroking and flicking, pulling and sucking. Vaguely, I caught the light shifting around the room in harsh movements as her desire rose.
Her breaths mingled oxygen with my name as pleasure systematically tore down every sense except the sensation of my mouth on her. She was close. I could feel how her body strained, I could taste how her pussy begged. With a low growl, I curled my lips over her clit, sucking it with steadily increasing pressure. And when I rubbed my tongue over the quivering bundle of nerves, she exploded under my touch.
Her cry was almost as satisfying as the gush of desire against my mouth, my tongue greedily lapping up her climax until her body finally relaxed and she began to drag in long unsteady breaths once more.
“The sweetest and all mine,” I rasped with a low, graveled voice. I pressed a gentle kiss to her quivering core—a promise that I wasn’t done with her yet—before I slid up Holly’s body, kissing an open-mouthed path along her skin.
“Saint...” She shivered under every touch, and I swore it was as though she was experiencing pleasure for the first time.
“You are so beautiful, Holly.” I groaned, reaching the first strand of lights around her waist.
I licked underneath the cord, tracing along its path before jumping to the next, noting how her stomach trembled with every brush of my tongue.
I took my time though it killed the lower part of me that wanted its own taste of what my mouth had devoured. I took my time to let her desire build again. Slowly. Steadily. And higher than it had before.
By the time my lips reached the undersides of her breasts, licking along the strand that framed the lower edge of their soft weight, her trembles turned into rough jerks and heavy pants. I traced along her soft skin, scoring it gently with my teeth and soothing it with my tongue.
“Perfect.” The word tumbled out on a ragged growl, as I pulled back and absorbed the sight of her nipples protruding through the two strands of lights that framed them, pushing the tender flesh up like edible ornamental offerings.
My hands slid up along her sides. Hooking two fingers around those strands, I tugged them tighter, watching the flesh pop and redden even more. I sucked in a harsh breath as lust exploded in my veins, deadly and invasive.
I needed her. I needed her so fucking bad I thought it might kill me.
My lips closed over one turgid peak and stars exploded in my vision. The taste of her still lingered on my tongue and now the feel of her silk, swollen nipple in my mouth, made my balls contract and my cock throb for release.
Her back bowed off the bed, arching her tit harder against my mouth.
Groaning, I sucked with long, hard draws like she was my new oxygen. I lost track of my senses over the next several minutes. I lost track of everything except the feel of her in my mouth. The way the firm velvet of her nipple rolled underneath my tongue. The way she shuddered and cried out each time I pulled more of her swollen flesh into my mouth.
And then, like a drunk, stumbling and gasping for his next drink, my lips slid toward her other breast, leaving the first decorated with bright red ornaments of my need for my palm to cup.
By the time I was done, the room shimmered with Holly’s gasping breaths and the weight of restraint I shouldered just so I could savor all of her threatened to crush my bones.
I slid the rest of the way up her body until our tumultuous gazes were level and my forehead rested on hers.
“I’ve never wanted anything like I want you,” I confessed raggedly, letting my hips sink down between hers. A low hiss escaped my lips