face, diving deeper and harder into her mouth until he’d pressed her back against the mattress. His hand drifted down her side, gripped her breast before pinching her nipple. She arched, gasping into his mouth at the shot of pleasure/pain that fired through her chest and down to her sex.
Damn. She dug her fingers into his scalp, held him firm and dove into this kiss. Into the slightly manic air that flowed from him and infected her. He was between her spread legs, grinding his firming erection on her hip in quick jerks that matched his panting breaths as he devoured the skin on her jaw, neck then ear.
“I want you so badly,” he told her, nipping her lobe. “I want to feel you around me, stroking me.” She shuddered at the rush of goose bumps that raced down her neck to bead her nipples tighter. “Loving me.”
He swallowed her moan with a plundering kiss that stole her breath. Her head was spinning when he freed her mouth to suck in a heaving lungful of air. She lost track of everything except his demanding touch, warm lips and wet tongue. He worshipped her breasts until she writhed beneath him, whimpered for more or for mercy—she didn’t know.
She tried to give back, find some control, but he wouldn’t let her. No, tonight he was driving, and she gave it to him.
He buried his mouth in her sex, tongue flicking over her clit in a fast, rhythmic flutter that fired through her groin. Hot, sensual, shattering—he kept it up, fingers thrusting into her channel in a maddening drive that yanked her orgasm forward.
“God,” she cried out, clenching his head to hold him closer. Her legs were spread, heels digging into the mattress as she pushed up, reaching, searching, wanting that peak.
He shoved her legs up so she was spread wide, bared to him completely. She felt no shame though, not when he stared at her with such adoration. Not when he released a leg to run a finger through her wetness from top to bottom, dipping into the depths of her heat before dropping down to circle over her anus.
She sucked in a breath, hips bucking at the burst of sensation the play evoked. Her muscles clenched, seeking more. Her mind raced back to him tonguing her and how’d he’d driven her crazy with lust.
“Yes,” she said, voice barely a whisper. Would it feel strange to have him in there? Good or bad, she could experience it before...if... “Do it.” Her demand was firm. She took control of it, pressing up so his finger penetrated her.
His groan clawed over her, throaty and raw that matched the clench of need that raced through her. It was so different yet not. New yet similar. His tongue had played the sensitive ring, fingers too, but not so...precise. She flexed her hips, rode his digit on slow glides that let her adjust, sense and enjoy the new fullness firing from the responsive muscles.
“Damn, Jacqui.” His voice was coarse, eyes so dark they were almost black.
“More,” she managed to say around her own dry throat. She refused to be embarrassed, wouldn’t shy away from this new desire, from the forbidden nature of the lustful wrongs.
He mumbled a curse, pulled his finger out. “Just a sec.”
Her hole clenched and released in a dual act of relief and wanting the digit back as he urged her to roll onto her stomach. She didn’t question him, just followed, lifting her hips when he tucked a pillow beneath them then grabbed stuff from the bedside drawer. He shoved her legs wide, gripped her ass cheeks, cool air hitting her hole before it was covered in wet heat.
Oh, God. She buried her face in a pillow, knees coming under her to raise her bottom higher, seeking more of the illicit touch. He sucked and licked, his fingers dipping into her vagina to tease her further. She became lost in his touch, in the probing tip of his tongue and the rolling press on her clit. He seemed to be everywhere at once, but never long enough to relieve the building pressure that centered in her core.
Sweat heated and cooled down her spine, her mind conjuring wild images of what he was doing to her. Loud slurps and sucks provided a sordid harmony to his assault on her.
“You’re so amazing,” he murmured, nipping her bottom. The pain blended so quickly with the overwhelming pleasure she hardly noticed it. She whimpered for more. Another