rest died on her lips the moment he took her nipple into his mouth.
Grazing his teeth across the sensitive bud, he teased and tormented her with the same lazy, determined ease that she had used on him until she was ready to agree to anything if he promised to never stop. But he did.
He twisted so her back was flat against the leather still warm from him. “Lie back and let’s see what sounds that smart mouth of yours makes when you come all over my tongue.”
Elle did and held her breath in anticipation, but instead of diving in, Dom stood up and went to the end of the love seat. He grabbed her ankles and yanked her down so her ass was lifted up on to love seat’s arm, then knelt between her splayed legs.
“I’ve been dreaming about tasting you again.” He dragged the rough pad of his thumb across her center.
“What, no foreplay?” She meant it to be casual; it came out desperate for release.
He laughed, his warm breath breezing across her slick folds. “You want me to ignore this beautiful pussy right now?”
“God, no,” she groaned.
“Then let’s get to the sweet stuff.”
He did. His tongue—his magic fucking tongue—claimed her as he licked and sucked and teased her slick folds. Each twist of his pointed tongue around her clit made her thighs vibrate. Every flat-tongued lap across her entrance had her whole body tightening in anticipation. Then he slid his hands from the inside of her thighs to her ass and lifted her lower half up in the air. The new angle partnered with the increased intensity of his tongue sent her over the edge into a free fall of pleasure that left her gasping for breath.
…
Watching Elle come down from orgasm was almost as good as watching her get there. The extra pink in her cheeks, the way her tits heaved as she caught her breath, and the slow, satisfied curl of her luscious lips had him hard enough to pound nails into concrete. Fuck, he couldn’t wait any longer to get inside her. He gathered her orgasm-limp body up and draped her over the back of the love seat so her butt was high in the air and her pussy was at the perfect height for him to slide home. Circling his cock with one hand, he gave it two slow strokes as he admired the smooth lines of her back and how her waist dipped in before flaring out into rounded hips.
Flipping her hair over one shoulder, she turned her head and looked back at him. “Tell me you’re not going to just stare at me.”
“Such a smart mouth.” He spread her legs wide and then the creamy globes of her ass, separating them so he could see how slick she was for him.
“You didn’t object to it earli—”
He slid the head of his cock across her plump folds, testing his own control as he teased her, and she let out a sweet moan. He loved those little noises she made when he touched her, the sighs, the cries, the pleas for more.
“Dom.” She moved against him as if trying to impale herself on him. “Please.”
The urge to drive forward and sink himself in so deep his balls bounced against her clit was like a booming alarm blaring through his body loud enough to make him shake. He didn’t have much time before he lost the fight. “Say it,” he managed to get out between clenched teeth as he grabbed a condom from the pocket of his jeans lying on the love seat and tore it open.
“Give me your cock,” she said. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Fuck. He wasn’t sure whether to beat his chest in triumph or fall to his knees and worship her, because Dom had never wanted any woman as much as he wanted Elle. The woman didn’t just undo him—she put him back together again.
Holding his breath, he unrolled the condom onto his rock-hard cock and inched into her tightness. He wanted to take his time, remember everything about this moment, about her, but as soon as she gripped him with her warm wetness, he knew it wasn’t in the cards. It was too good, too right, too…everything, and he gave in to the chaos she inspired inside
Grazing his teeth across the sensitive bud, he teased and tormented her with the same lazy, determined ease that she had used on him until she was ready to agree to anything if he promised to never stop. But he did.
He twisted so her back was flat against the leather still warm from him. “Lie back and let’s see what sounds that smart mouth of yours makes when you come all over my tongue.”
Elle did and held her breath in anticipation, but instead of diving in, Dom stood up and went to the end of the love seat. He grabbed her ankles and yanked her down so her ass was lifted up on to love seat’s arm, then knelt between her splayed legs.
“I’ve been dreaming about tasting you again.” He dragged the rough pad of his thumb across her center.
“What, no foreplay?” She meant it to be casual; it came out desperate for release.
He laughed, his warm breath breezing across her slick folds. “You want me to ignore this beautiful pussy right now?”
“God, no,” she groaned.
“Then let’s get to the sweet stuff.”
He did. His tongue—his magic fucking tongue—claimed her as he licked and sucked and teased her slick folds. Each twist of his pointed tongue around her clit made her thighs vibrate. Every flat-tongued lap across her entrance had her whole body tightening in anticipation. Then he slid his hands from the inside of her thighs to her ass and lifted her lower half up in the air. The new angle partnered with the increased intensity of his tongue sent her over the edge into a free fall of pleasure that left her gasping for breath.
…
Watching Elle come down from orgasm was almost as good as watching her get there. The extra pink in her cheeks, the way her tits heaved as she caught her breath, and the slow, satisfied curl of her luscious lips had him hard enough to pound nails into concrete. Fuck, he couldn’t wait any longer to get inside her. He gathered her orgasm-limp body up and draped her over the back of the love seat so her butt was high in the air and her pussy was at the perfect height for him to slide home. Circling his cock with one hand, he gave it two slow strokes as he admired the smooth lines of her back and how her waist dipped in before flaring out into rounded hips.
Flipping her hair over one shoulder, she turned her head and looked back at him. “Tell me you’re not going to just stare at me.”
“Such a smart mouth.” He spread her legs wide and then the creamy globes of her ass, separating them so he could see how slick she was for him.
“You didn’t object to it earli—”
He slid the head of his cock across her plump folds, testing his own control as he teased her, and she let out a sweet moan. He loved those little noises she made when he touched her, the sighs, the cries, the pleas for more.
“Dom.” She moved against him as if trying to impale herself on him. “Please.”
The urge to drive forward and sink himself in so deep his balls bounced against her clit was like a booming alarm blaring through his body loud enough to make him shake. He didn’t have much time before he lost the fight. “Say it,” he managed to get out between clenched teeth as he grabbed a condom from the pocket of his jeans lying on the love seat and tore it open.
“Give me your cock,” she said. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Fuck. He wasn’t sure whether to beat his chest in triumph or fall to his knees and worship her, because Dom had never wanted any woman as much as he wanted Elle. The woman didn’t just undo him—she put him back together again.
Holding his breath, he unrolled the condom onto his rock-hard cock and inched into her tightness. He wanted to take his time, remember everything about this moment, about her, but as soon as she gripped him with her warm wetness, he knew it wasn’t in the cards. It was too good, too right, too…everything, and he gave in to the chaos she inspired inside
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