sweet friction of her pussy on his dick had his blood racing hot, electricity sizzling up and down his spine. Once again, he rubbed his nose alongside hers as he fucked her, deeper, harder, pushing sweet little sounds out of her throat. Before he could stop himself, he gave her ass a little pop and she gasped. Still he held her gaze and knew she liked it.
“Like it hard, baby?” he muttered. “’Cause don’t know if I can slow down now.”
“I like it.” Her voice was breathy. “I like it hard.”
Oh yeah, that was what he wanted to hear.
He was close. So damn close. His body buzzed and tingled. Pressure built in his balls. He eased her onto her back so he could access her clit. He settled wet fingertips over it and rubbed in small circles. Her whimpers turned to cries, her hands tightening on him, and then her head went back and her pussy contracted around him as she came. He watched her, enthralled by her expression of utter bliss and the sexy noises she made.
He let it happen, pumping faster, his balls so tight. The mattress rocked beneath them and fiery sensation exploded in him, sizzling up his spine right to the top of his head and down to his toes. He grunted his pleasure, teeth gritted, eyes closed, still breathing in the seductive scent of Sloane’s hair where his nose was buried.
“Christ, yeah,” he groaned. “Fuck, yeah.”
He pulsed inside her powerfully, hand still on her pussy, waves of intense savage pleasure crashing over him. He pressed his nose against her, panting harshly, heart thudding against his ribs.
“Holy hell,” he muttered long moments later. “That was intense.”
“Yeah.” She gave a long, voluptuous sigh and masculine pride swelled in his chest.
“Too fast, though. Man.” He brushed his lips over her cheek. “I didn’t even get a chance to taste your pretty pussy.”
She quivered against him.
“I have to get rid of this rubber,” he said regretfully, slowly withdrawing from her clinging heat. “Be right back.”
He used his attached bathroom and returned to find Sloane rolled up in the duvet.
He slid in next to her. “Cold, baby?”
“Mmm.”
“Let me take care of that.” He unwrapped her and settled them both beneath the covers, pulling her into his arms. She fit there perfectly. For some reason that disturbed him. He wasn’t one to cuddle a lot after sex. He closed his eyes and just absorbed the feel of her, soft skin and silky hair, and her amazing scent. His body started to tighten again and his mouth watered to taste her.
He rolled her beneath him to kiss her again.
“You’re a very good kisser,” she murmured.
“So are you.” He sealed his mouth over hers again, then started sexploring, letting his tongue taste the sensitive skin of her neck, kissing her breasts, breathing in the scent of her skin. He teased those pert little nipples again. She liked that.
He closed his eyes as he suckled, the tight bud fitting perfectly against his tongue. His fingers toyed with the other nipple and her breathing quickened. Then he kissed his way lower still, long, open-mouthed kisses with tongue on her smooth belly.
He tossed the covers behind him as he shifted lower, nuzzling the neat landing strip of dark gold hair, kissing the crease of her thigh on one side, then the other. She parted her legs willingly for him to lie between them.
He took his time. He loved oral sex. Giving and receiving, natch, but he really did enjoy going down on a woman. Sloane’s arousal was thick and sweet and he lapped it up, tracing her soft folds with his tongue, gently pulling her flesh into his mouth in tiny suckling kisses, stiffening his tongue to probe deeper. He drew back to use his hands, running his thumbs up over her outer lips in a deep massage, then slipping in to find the slick inner lips and take them between thumbs and forefingers in small, tender pinches. He set his fingertips on her mound and massaged there too for a moment. Her body twitched hard as he applied pressure to that sensitive area. Then he used both hands to pinch up her flesh, gently pushing it up away from her clit.
Her eyes flew open wide and she lifted her head. “What are you doing?”
“Does it feel good?” He moved her flesh carefully but firmly, up and down, knowing her clit was feeling that friction.