Good to know.
“Is this our only shot?” I asked, still dazed and now slightly confused.
“Pardon?”
“Are we only ha**ng s*x once?”
“Fuck no,” he clipped.
“Then can’t you do both… eventually?”
I’d barely uttered the “ly” in “eventually” when I was flying through the air, landing on my back.
Before his mouth took mine in another hungry, demanding kiss, I guessed I had my answer.
I learned very quickly that Lucien hadn’t only used his eight hundred plus years on this earth to become a master with his hands and mouth.
Lucien had used those years to become a master at everything.
He also used the lingerie to his advantage. His mouth did the same on me as mine did on him but trailing the edge of the camisole at my br**sts, pushing the blousing up and gliding his lips and tongue across my midriff and belly, tracing the edge of my panties then up. Over the frills, I felt his tongue dart aggressively against my rock hard nipple then again and again before he sucked it into his mouth over the fabric.
When he did, it felt so freaking fantastic, I moaned for a very long time.
Not done, he tugged the fabric down so it dragged across my sensitive nipple in a sexy way that made me whimper before his mouth locked on my nipple and he drew it in sharply.
Vampires understood suction like no one else. It was sheer ecstasy.
After a while, he did this to the other nipple too.
I was paying attention, of course, lots of attention.
But I was also busy moaning and writhing and gripping his hair to hold him to me. I was so turned on I thought I’d have an orgasm just by what he did to my ni**les.
But I wanted more.
I pushed off on a foot, rolling him to his back.
He let me do this, his arms sliding around me, crushing me to him for another wet, hot, demanding kiss.
“My turn,” I whispered against his lips when he ended the kiss.
Before he could say a word, my lips went down his throat, down his chest and down his stomach, pushing the bedclothes lower and exposing him.
He was thick, rock hard and looked utterly delectable.
I could not wait to explore.
I wrapped my hand around him, thrilling when I heard him suck in a sharp breath.
I no sooner twirled the tip of him with my tongue when he bent double. He wrapped an arm around my waist and yanked my body around so I was facing his lap but my knees were in the bed beside his shoulder as he lay back.
I looked at him in question and his eyes were on me.
“Enjoy, pet,” he murmured his encouragement, his voice resonating deep and I didn’t know how long my shot would last so I didn’t hesitate further.
I enjoyed.
A couple minutes into my enjoyment, his hand went between my legs, stroking my inner thighs, gliding along the edges of my naughty-girl panties between my legs and over the swells of my bottom, his touch whisper soft.