And then, he filled his hands with her rump, drawing her sex to his mouth. He sucked on her pearl just as he had done to her nipples, groaning in appreciation. The vibration sent a spike of pleasure through her. She was dizzied, perched on her Louis heels, helpless to do anything other than give herself up to him.
She was surrendering, in every way.
But surrender had never felt so good. Nor so right.
Decker sucked on Jo’s swollen, slick pearl, doing his utmost to keep from coming in his trousers. She tasted so good—musky, spicy, feminine and floral, everything that was her. Everything that was good. Love. She tasted like that, too.
There was no denying the sight of her in nothing but her stockings and boots, spread and open for him, had been the most deliciously carnal sight he had ever beheld. No erotic picture could hold a candle to her. For a moment, he had been on his knees before her, desire slamming into him with ballocks-clenching force as he took in the perfection of her glistening lips and that tempting bud demanding his attention. He had mustered all the control he possessed to keep from cupping his rigid cock and stroking himself into oblivion with his face buried in her cunny. Because when he spent this time, it was going to be inside her.
Not into the counterpane. Not onto her belly or thigh. He was going to bury his cock deep in her and he was not going to withdraw until he had filled her with his seed. Just the thought made his cock ache.
He flicked his tongue over her the way he knew she liked, catching the delicate underside where she was most sensitive, and then could not resist licking lower. Down her seam. He delved between her lips, where she was so soaked for him, the evidence of her desire sending another arrow of need straight to his cockstand. He was rigid against the placket of his trousers, aching to free himself as he sank his tongue deep inside her cunny.
Gripping the soft globes of her arse in his hands, he held her firmly, feasting on her, fucking her fast and hard. Her thighs quivered and the most erotic mewls hatched from her throat. More wetness coated his tongue. He lapped it up, savoring her cream, pointing his tongue to thrust deeper. As deep as he could go.
She was close. On the precipice.
He latched on her pearl again, sucking while he released her rump and slid two fingers deep into her drenched channel. She tightened on him instantly, the hot clench of her inner muscles making him groan and bite her clitoris until she came in a gushing spend, her juices dripping down his fingers, his hand. Pleasure pulsed through him as he ran his tongue back to her cunny. He licked up her spend, every drop, greedy bastard that he was.
He was not done with her yet. He wanted her helpless and limp. He wanted to make her come so many times, she could not bear one more lashing of his tongue. He moved back to her pearl, which was more swollen than before, plump and delicious. Alternating between sucking and licking, nibbling and running circles around her with his tongue, he slid a finger back inside her. Then another. He curled them, finding that magic spot within her.
She cried out, her knees buckling.
Decker caught her to him, holding her steady as he added a third finger, fucking her faster and harder. The wet sound of his fingers moving inside her mingled with her panting breaths, her sweet cries of pleasure.
Yes, my love.
I want to ruin you.
Come on my face.
Cream on my tongue.
Coat me with your dew.
Fuck my fingers and my mouth.
Decker was out of his mind with need. He was not certain which of these things he said aloud and which were litanies in his mind. It hardly mattered. Her hips were pumping in wild thrusts. He was sucking her pearl and stroking in and out of her body. This time when she came, she gasped his name and a fresh torrent of her juices leaked from her core. He was right there to lick up every drop again.
In a haze of need and want, he removed her boots and stockings.
She was naked and he was fully dressed, on his knees before her. She towered over him like a goddess, breasts full, eyes dark and drunk with desire, her nipples tipped with