do anything you wish.”
“Then talk.”
“I love your mouth. I love the look of it. The—fuck yes—feel of it.” As he spoke, his words barely more than growls, she took him back into her mouth. “All that wet heat. The velvet of your tongue on my cock. Sucking me. Good God.” She swirled around the head of his cock, timing the strokes of her hand on his shaft with her licks. “Just want to— Christ.”
“Want to what?” she murmured between strokes.
“I want to hold your head and pump into your mouth.”
Her gaze heavy lidded, she pried one of his hands from the armrest and placed it on the back of her head. His heartbeat raced at the feel of her hair against his palm, and what it meant.
“I give you permission,” she said regally. “Fuck my mouth.”
He swore again, and once more when she positioned the crown of his cock between her lips. Then any attempt at keeping himself in check burned away, and he thrust his hips up, plunging into her mouth. They both held her steady as he did what she commanded. She dug her fingers into his thigh, urging him to use her as he wanted—though they both knew it was she who held all the power.
Pleasure built, gathering low and spreading through him in a web of fire. His release loomed and he tried to pull back, tried to take himself from her mouth.
“Jess,” he rasped. “Going to come.”
Yet she remained where she was, and tightened his hand on her head.
God above, was she truly going to let him—
His climax ripped from him. Wave after wave of ecstasy slammed his body after the release he’d been denied finally broke free. His back arched and he groaned, his entire body going rigid with the force of his orgasm. And she took it. She swallowed him, never pulling back until he gave up the last of his seed.
“My God, Jess . . .”
She’d completely ensnared him. He was hers, for all time.
He could not find words. They seemed so small and confining, when what he felt was beyond language.
Carefully, he eased her back enough so he could stand. His legs were unsteady, yet they held strong enough for him to gather her up in his arms and carry her to the bed. Tenderly, he laid her down, taking note of how her thighs shifted against each other, and the stiff tips of her breasts beneath the cambric she still wore.
He stroked his hands up her ankles, her calves, and then he snared the hem of her nightgown. “May I?”
She nodded, and in an instant, the garment was gone. He tossed it to the floor as she kicked off her slippers. At last she was naked, in his bed.
“You’re so goddamned beautiful,” he muttered. “So soft and curved. My hands were made to touch you. May I touch you?”
“Yes. Noel, yes.”
His hands discovered all of her, from the roundness of her belly to the indentation of her waist, to the silk of her breasts and taut nipples. And she was responsive, so responsive, writhing and moaning as he touched her. She was lovely in her pleasure—incredibly, he began to harden again, even after his devastating orgasm.
“I want to fuck you again,” he growled as he brought his lips to her stomach. “But first I want you to come on my tongue. Do you want that, too?”
“I want that.” Her words were gasps. “Want you.”
He grazed his fingers over her mound, and her thighs parted as he found her slit. “My beautiful Jess. You’re incredibly wet.”
She glossed his fingers with her desire. He stroked her, fingering the delicate folds, and when he circled her clitoris with his thumb and slipped two fingers into her passage, she bowed up with a cry.
“I can’t wait anymore.” He lowered his head and licked her. He groaned as her flavor filled him, honey and spice. She was lovely everywhere, and he loved this part of her, so he showed her with rough reverence how grateful he was to be given the honor of pleasuring her. He used all of his skill, strategic licks and sucks and even gentle nibbles. All the while, he thrust his fingers in and out. The exquisite place within her was swollen, and he curved his fingers to stroke over it. When he sucked her clitoris between his lips, she clutched his head to her—a reversal that he adored.
She cried out and went rigid, grinding herself against him as she came.