Oh yeah, everything was all right. Everything was just fine.
“I’ll call you later,” I told her but it was breathy because Hawk was now kissing me between my br**sts.
“You sound funny,” Tracy noted.
“I’m fine, babe, I’ll call you later.”
“Okay, I’ll let you go. Bye, babe.”
“Bye,” I gasped because both Hawk’s hands slid up and both Hawk’s thumbs did a pass over my hard, tingly ni**les.
I flipped the phone shut. “Hawk,” I breathed and then he moved fast.
The nightshirt went all the way up, forcing my arms with it then I was free of it. He tossed it aside, his hand slid up my arm, grabbed my phone, tossed it to the nightstand then it came to my face, his fingers at my cheek, his thumb curving around my jaw, he positioned me and kissed me.
Oh… boy.
I was primed for the kiss, way primed, so I allowed it and kissed him back. It sucked he was such a great kisser, which meant I had zero control, but at that point I was not complaining. Not at all.
His hands went down to my hips, over my bottom, down the backs of my thighs pulling and sliding up at the same time until they were behind my knees and then he yanked them high.
I held on, one arm around his back, one hand cupped on his head.
His mouth broke from mine and his lips slid to my ear as I lifted my head and kissed the sleek skin of his shoulder.
“Bet, just with that, you’re ready for me,” he muttered in my ear.
It was an unbelievably arrogant thing to say but he would win that bet.
“Let’s see how fast I can get you to come for me,” he suggested, my body twitched because it was intrigued by this suggestion then his hand slid down my belly and right in.
Oh yeah.
My back arched and a whimper slid out of my throat on the word, “Baby.”
His fingers slid through the wetness between my legs. “Ready for me,” he growled.
Then his fingers moved; they did this in demanding, delicious ways and Hawk proved he could get me to come for him really fast and also really, really hard.
I was in the middle of a very sweet orgasm when his hand disappeared, his body disappeared, my panties were hauled down my legs and they disappeared then his mouth was there.
Oh yeah.
“Baby,” I gasped, my fingers gliding over his cropped hair.
He was good at this because he liked doing it. This was not a chore for Hawk. This was not something to get out of the way or done to gain brownie points. This was something he got something out of, nearly as much as me.
Then he added fingers to the workings of his mouth and tongue.
Yes!
My h*ps surged up. “Hawk,” I moaned.
God, this was good. It was so good orgasm two shifted in but he didn’t stop, his mouth, tongue and fingers kept right on going so that meant right on the heels of orgasm two, I experienced orgasm three. It wasn’t one long one, no way, it was one long, brilliant, awe-inspiring one followed by another long, brilliant awe-inspiring one.
Totally a superhero.
In the middle of it, Hawk’s fingers and mouth vanished, his body vanished then he was back, my knees were again hauled up and he was inside me.