Kiss of Moonlight by Stephanie Julian

pain.
    Leaning even farther, she let her lips brush across the tip, Kyle’s strangled breaths teasing her ears. On the next pass, she let her tongue swipe across that hot flesh, his taste exploding on her tongue like spice. Her pussy began to throb. She wanted him to thrust into her sex, hard and deep, but first she wanted to suck him.
    Opening her mouth wide, she enveloped the tip, so soft and yet so hard. Then she let her mouth sink down his shaft until he hit her throat. Not really knowing what to do, she let instinct guide her into a rhythm of pulling back and taking him in.
    With every suck on his flesh, she felt powerful. She felt almost whole. Like she hadn’t in months. Maybe ever.
    She pulled back to the tip and sucked hard, having realized he liked that. His hard gasp made her smile around him. With one more lick at the tiny slit on the top, she released him and tilted her head so she could see his face.
    Her pussy clenched at the hard desire stamped into his features even as her mouth pulled into a seductive smile.
    Which didn’t last long when he grabbed her and not so gently tossed her onto her back on the bed before he fell to his knees and put his mouth over her wet core.
    He didn’t take it slow and easy, the way she thought he would. It was almost as if he’d finally taken her at her word that she was okay.
    She was more than okay. She was burning up.
    And when his teeth raked her clit as his fingers spread her labia, she nearly screamed when he plunged his tongue into her sheath.
    Electricity flared and heat burst as her body gave itself over to him. His free hand latched onto her left breast, teasing the nipple into a tight point before switching to the other and doing the same.
    All the while his tongue alternated between tormenting her clit and fucking her sheath.
    She felt an orgasm building, felt the clenching need.
    She reached for it, arching off the bed, pushing herself closer to his mouth, wanting him to push her over the edge.
    And he pulled away.
    Gasping, she pushed herself onto her elbows, ready to demand he continue. She opened her mouth only to have the words die on her tongue as she watched him rise to his feet, looking for all the world like a conquering god.
    His eyes burned as he stared down at her, his features set in stone as he sheathed his erection in a condom he’d gotten God knows when, then grabbed her hips and lifted her to him with one hand.
    With the other, he pointed his cock toward her opening and began sinking into her body.
    She melted back onto the bed with an indrawn breath as he pushed into her tight channel, slowly but inexorably.
    “Wrap your legs around me, Tamra . And don’t let go.”
    His harsh tone inflamed her further and she could only obey.
    “ Tamra , I want you to watch me, baby. See me.”
    Looking up into his eyes, she then followed them down as he lowered his gaze to watch his cock sink deeper and deeper into her body. She’d never seen anything more erotic in her life. And the way it made her feel, she thought she might honestly pass out.
    Her legs spread wide and locked around him, his hands locked onto her hips, they moved together in perfect synchronization.
    Showers of sparks flared low in her body as her sheath clamped onto him. The friction of each thrust pushed her closer to the edge of orgasm. But she didn’t want to fall over that cliff yet. She wanted to hold onto this feeling, the sensation of being totally and utterly submerged by Kyle’s desire for her and by her own for him.
    She’d never experienced anything like this before and she wanted to make it last.
    But Kyle began to thrust harder, the tip of his cock at just the right angle to hit that spot inside, the one that made her gasp each time.
    The one that cranked her higher and made it impossible to hold on.
    Finally, she fell, her body erupting in decadent fire, and she cried out his name, her hands clutching at his on her hips.
    He groaned and seated himself deep only seconds