it. She’s here for a point of comparison. I’d rather have her simply be into me, but it is what it is.
And if you want more from her, you have to go after it.
I shelve the thought for now. Tonight is about Masey.
“Because you’re more aroused?”
She nods. “My skin feels like it’s on fire. I can hear my heart racing in my ears.”
I smile as I take her sensitive bead in my mouth again and draw long and hard until she keens. “Ever felt that way before?”
She shakes her head—and guides me back to her first breast.
“Want me to suck on it again?” But I know the answer.
“Please.”
“I love it when you’re polite about wanting something dirty,” I murmur as I lower my head and draw on her hard crest until she’s clutching at my hair and panting. Then I move back to the other.
Beneath me, it’s not just her legs that are restless anymore. Her hips have joined the action, wriggling and lifting, silently begging me to ease her ache.
I skate a hand down her body and palm the curve of her hip—before sliding my thumb under the waistband of her thong and tugging gently.
“I want this off, honey.” I look up from her breasts to gage her reaction…but I can’t keep my tongue off her. “I want your pussy.”
When I drag my mouth over her velvety breasts then suck her darkening nipples in deep again, she arches off the bed, onto her elbows, head tossed back. In between the hard rise and fall of her chest, she nods. “Yes. Whatever you want.”
Dangerous words.
I grab her hair and give it a tug, forcing her to look at me. “There are a lot of things I want. We might not get to them all in the next hour.”
“H-hour? You could do this for an hour?”
Do what, arouse her? Make her mindless and desperate? Make her utterly surrender? “Honey, I could do this all night. And to get to everything I want from you, it might take that long.”
Or even longer, because I don’t see myself being finished with her anytime soon.
I’ll worry about that later.
“Trace?”
There’s something so intimate about the way she’s curled her hand around my jaw and stares directly into my eyes like I’m the only man on earth. “Yeah?”
“Hurry. I want you inside me.”
It’s where I want to be, but… “Not yet.”
She frowns. “Why? I’m ready. I’m wet. I’m—”
“Still thinking too much. And I haven’t finished exploring you. Let me, okay?”
“Okay.” Her trembling voice sounds like something on the edge of a whine.
But she’s trusting me with her body, her experience. Her psyche.
I kiss my way down her body, lips lingering over her stomach. She’s so damn soft everywhere. Shadows play peekaboo with her curves and give my tongue places to taste and linger. I slide my lips along the valley of her waist, then up her hip, easing her thong down with me. My hands are definitely on autopilot as I peel the garment off her legs and toss it aside because my stare is fixed on her pussy, shrouded in darkness.
I curse. Why didn’t I turn on some damn lights when I came into the room? I can’t see Masey the way I want to, but what I can discern has fresh lust broiling my veins. She has gorgeous thighs. I see the faint outline of color where she recently tried—and failed—to tan. A dusting of downy dark hair shields everything in between. I suspect her folds are engorged, deep pink, and glossy with her arousal. That’s what I’m picturing, but I’d kill for details.
As I wend my way back up her body, my palms glide up her legs, easing them apart to get closer. But it’s not enough.
“I want to turn on some lights, honey.”
She hesitates. “I’ve never…”
“Made love with the lights on?”
“No.”
“What about during the day?”
“Never.”
What the absolute hell? It’s a wonder Thom could even find his own dick.
“Another reason to let me.” Everything about my night with her has to be different. “Okay?”
“It will be weird to be totally naked in front of you with the lights on.” She bites her damn lip. “But okay.”
Quickly, I roll to the left and snap on my bedside lamp. It only puts off enough light to set my alarm clock and do a little reading, but that’s enough to make me catch my breath.
Masey is even more stunning than I thought, all pale and pink and gleaming and flushed. And so wet.
It’s all I can