tender breasts is torture. I arch my back, pressing myself against his palms. He gently twists my nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, tugging on them in a way that makes the heat between my legs moist and starving.
I shove my fingers under his shirt and start pushing it up his chest. As I do I kiss his skin, starting with the fair line of pubic hair poking out of his red jeans. I caress my lips and tongue over the silky hair. Beneath my mouth his stomach muscles are contracting. I move up his body, sliding my tongue over his abs. His skin tastes salty and sweet. I revel in the taste of him. He tastes so good my drool coats my tongue as I get to his chest. Between my legs he grinds against me, moving my hips so we can connect. There are too many clothes in my way. I push his shirt the rest of the way and then yank it over his head.
With my palms splayed across his chest I lean down and kiss him again. He growls and grasps the back of my head, shoving his tongue into my mouth so deeply I could swallow him.
“I want you so bad, Rain.” He pulls back to look into my eyes. “I’ve wanted you since you knocked on my door. Do you have any idea how hard it is to stare at a girl you want all day and know you’re not even good enough to breathe the same air as her, let alone touch her?”
I’ve never felt so wanted, so needed in my life. It drives me crazy. “Do you have any condoms?” It’s not romantic, but romance can come later. Right now I want to be with this man.
That’s all it takes. Dark, intense naughtiness enters his eyes. He’s an animal and I’m a half-unwrapped piece of meat within biting distance. I want him to bite me.
“First I want to take care of you. I have to eat your pussy.” As he talks his fingers find my nipples again. They tug harder, and I gasp, pushing into his touch. “I have a feeling it’s sweet, and right now I can’t wait to have your sugar all over my tongue.”
I try to ignore the intense rush of fire burning its way from between my legs to my brain. I can’t think straight. “You can do whatever you want to me.”
“Anything I want?”
“Anything.” I moan when he leans up and takes one of my nipples into his mouth. He sucks on me hard, pulling my flesh between his teeth. Kent is killing me. The sensitive nerves in my nipples must be hardwired to the rest of my body because the moment he bites down gently I feel it mostly between my legs. I push against his erection until I find some relief. “Anything!” I shout.
He chuckles against my nipple and pulls his face away, flicking his tongue against it. I feel like I’m already so close. “Don’t you dare come already.” He lets my breasts go and in a flash I’m on my back and he is hovering over me. “You’re not coming until I make you come. I’ve been thinking about it, Rain. How good your clit probably tastes. Do you have any idea how much I want you?”
I writhe on his bed in agony.
He drops between my legs and his stubble scrapes against my inner thigh. His fingers expertly unzip my shorts. I lift my hips so he can get them over my backside. My black panties are darker in the middle. Kent kisses my inner thighs slowly, sliding his tongue and heat up them as we lock eyes. The hunger in his mirrors my own. We are ravenous and each want the other. If it were up to me we’d be done already. We’d be spent, sweaty, and panting in the afterglow of our lovemaking. But it’s not up to me. For once I want a man to touch me exactly the way he wants. I want to trust him.
He gets close to me, painfully close, and then starts in on my other thigh. When he gets to the end his tongue doesn’t stop. He licks right over the wet spot on my panties. My eyes roll in the back of my head. His tongue presses against me hard enough to elicit a cry of pleasure. Soon his fingers are under the waistband of my thong. He pulls on the strings as