his neck and lifted her arms. She marveled at the terms of endearment he’d chosen. Coming from anyone else, they would have sounded insulting. She would have slapped any previous man who dared call her little or baby. She was self-conscious about her size most of the time. But not with Jason. Somehow it was different with him. He made her feel protected and cherished. She clasped her fingers together above her head, causing her small breasts to rise on her chest. Wetness pooled between her legs.
“Spread your legs, Libby. Wide for me, baby.” He held her gaze as if taking her pulse at all times. Every ounce of his attention was on her.
This. This was what she’d been missing. A man who made it obvious he was far more interested in her needs than his own. He was bossy, but not in the way she’d previously experienced. He hadn’t ordered her to take off his shoes or make him a sandwich, ensuring she was put in her place. He’d basically ordered her to…enjoy herself.
She released the grip she had with her ankles at the small of his back and opened up for him, shocked by her ability to be so easily controlled. Once again, she reminded herself how different this experience was. She’d slept with a few men. Three to be exact. None had made her burn like this. None had made her come at all.
Jason lifted off her, stood at the side of the bed, and dragged her closer to the edge. His fingers circled her ankles and then danced up her legs. “Damn, you’re so fucking tiny,” he murmured.
There was no arguing that point. She was petite. Every part of her. And though she’d had sex before, she was a bit concerned about how big his cock might be when and if he finally removed any of his clothes.
He trailed his fingers up her thighs and pressed them wider, making her glad she’d decided to shave—everywhere—that morning. It was unnerving lying there panting while he stared at her naked body, soaking in every inch of her, his gaze wandering up and down before landing again at the apex of her sex.
She half-thought she might orgasm before he touched her. When he parted her labia with his fingers, she gasped and arched her chest, her head tipping back at the intimacy.
Instead of touching her where she most needed contact, his fingers trailed back down her legs to her ankles. He went to work removing her dainty gold heels next.
He glanced at her, his eyes dancing with mirth. “Love these shoes. I’d leave them on, but I’m afraid you might stab me with the pointed tips while I eat your sweet pussy.”
Another shiver. A rush of wetness.
He dropped the second heel to the floor and then grasped her thighs and lowered his face between her legs. With no warning or pretense, he suckled her, licking and tasting and flicking his tongue everywhere.
She cried out, gripping her fingers together, afraid she might forget his demand and lower her arms. It was hard to focus on that order, but she wasn’t in the mood to find out what he might do if she disobeyed him. She wanted to know what he could do with his mouth first. And then his cock.
His lips curled around her clit, holding it captive, suckling, flicking, tormenting the tiny nub.
Her body started shaking. She whimpered as she neared orgasm quickly. This was so unlike her. She’d never come without a vibrator. She’d never come in the presence of another person. It was exhilarating. There was no way to stop it or even slow the pace.
When Jason started flicking his tongue rapidly over the bundle of nerves, she tipped over the edge, her entire body pulsing with the release as she moaned. He was relentless, not releasing her until her orgasm subsided—choosing the exact moment when the contact would have switched from glorious to too sensitive.
He lifted his face, swiped his mouth with the backs of his fingers, and then dragged her farther up the bed as if she weighed nothing. Which she did, compared to him. The man probably benched twice her weight.
Jason crawled onto the bed and up her body, nudging her legs wider before settling between them. His next frenzied assault was on her lips. The moment his mouth landed on hers, she opened for him, tasting herself on him. The sheer naughtiness of this encounter made her shudder as he angled his head