He licked his lips as if anticipating a tasty treat, and then his mouth was moving over her, dusting kisses over the curve of one breast and then the other, leaving her tight nipples unattended and forlorn. There was none of the promised sucking, but she did moan. And she dug her nails into his head, half-mad with wanting.
“Oliver, what are you waiting for?” She quaked as he blew on her nipple, before rolling the sensitive bud between his thumb and forefinger. “You said you wanted to...suck.”
The last word emerged as a strangled cry as he finally drew her nipple into his mouth with firm pressure. This time she wasn’t sure what sort of noise she made, but his approval hummed against her skin.
“What else?” she purred, shimmying her hips as he slid her jeans down, leaving her clad in the lacy white panties that matched her bra.
“Hell, babe.” He cupped one hand behind her head and one over her mound, applying exquisite pressure as he explored the arousal-dampened fabric. “You are so wet.”
“For you.” She murmured the words an instant before his lips found hers again.
Meanwhile, his fingers pulsed against her clit, the slow movement making her whimper as the tantalizing caress made her body burn.
“And sweet...” As he nuzzled and nibbled her neck, he kept up the knee-weakening glide of his fingers against the soaked panel of her panties. “And hot.”
Sammi fumbled with his belt, needing his skin on hers. “These must go.”
With a throaty laugh, Oliver pushed aside her hands and stripped off the rest of his clothes. She watched the process with avid delight as she backed toward the bed and settled onto the mattress. When he was naked, he stalked toward her. A primal pleasure lanced through her as he settled between her spread thighs, his heavy weight a warm blanket that made her tremble. He caught her wrists and held them above her head.
Sammi squirmed beneath him as his erection skimmed along her inner thigh. His mouth was back on her breast, his hand sliding over her soft stomach.
“Oliver.”
She groaned as he dipped his fingers into the wet, swollen flesh that throbbed between her thighs. Crying out as he circled her clit before toying with her entrance, she thought she might do him harm if he didn’t...
“Ah, yes.”
They both gusted out a satisfied breath as he slid his finger into her.
“You are so sexy like this.”
She was too far gone for his words to make her self-conscious. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the pleasure building beneath his masterful touch. Each glide and sweep brought her closer. She pushed against his hand, rocking to heighten the sensations. He planted a hot, openmouthed kiss on her lips, driving his tongue into her mouth as his fingers moved faster and harder.
Sammi’s fingernails sank into his shoulder as she detonated against his hand. She bit down on his lip an instant before she came and then her mouth flew open as a cry broke from her throat, a harsh, ecstatic wrench of joy that made her laugh.
“Holy hell.” Oliver kissed her softly, grinning with delight against her lips. “You are incredible.”
“Tell me what you want to do next,” she coaxed, smiling at him in bold satisfaction.
“I want to be inside you,” he said. “To lose myself in your tight heat.”
“I’m all yours.”
With her body still shuddering with carnal aftershocks, Sammi lifted her hips and offered herself to him. His eyes softened and warmed as he acknowledged her invitation. She wanted him to understand how badly she needed him. That he was as important to her as the oxygen she breathed.
As he nipped and kissed his way along her neck, his hands gripped hers, their fingers meshing as he settled between her thighs. Captive beneath him, opened and waiting for his possession, Sammi knew no man suited her the way this one did.
“Your turn,” she murmured.
“Oh, no,” he responded. “This is our turn.”
She smiled as he pressed into her, gliding through her slick arousal, stretching and filling her. This made sense. They made sense. In this moment. In this way. They belonged together. She threw back her head and took all of him in, shocked by an intense sense of belonging.
“Oliver—” Her voice broke on his name, overwhelmed by bliss as he filled her, slowly at first, taking his time, letting her adapt to his length. “Oh...”
He thrust into her deep and slow, the delirious, steady rhythm ripping a series of impassioned moans from her chest. Lips parting, she snatched air into her lungs until his mouth covered hers. Their tongues tangled as their bodies danced. He freed her hands and cupped her butt in his palms, shifting the angle of her hips so she could take him deeper still. Just when she thought it was impossible for the sensations to sharpen, he slipped his hand between them and touched her clit.
With a breathless cry she drove her nails into his shoulders, arched her back, and let him have all of her. Pleasure built, so acute it brought tears to her eyes. She was so close to letting go, so close to flying.
“I need to see you come,” he gasped, body quaking as he kept his strokes even and let her orgasm build. “To watch you let go.”
She opened her eyes, and there was no hiding from Oliver’s hot blue gaze as her climax caught her up in a frenzy of pleasure. Lust and love collided in an incandescent explosion as Oliver and his hunger propelled her hard and fast into delirious ecstasy that tore the roof off her world and shot her straight to the stars.
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