In the back of my mind, I vaguely registered the smell of food, but my stomach was not currently the one in control at the moment. Gripping her tightly, I navigated us to her bedroom, a task made only slightly more difficult by the fact that we were seemingly starved for each other, unable to pull away even for breath. When my legs met the edge of the mattress, I lowered her to the pillow-covered bed, running my palm across her bare thighs, over the tight shorts, and gently brushing my fingertips across her stomach where her tank top had ridden up.
I pulled away just enough to meet her eyes questioningly. Kara bit her lip nervously but nodded and started wriggling away to pull her shirt off. I grabbed her arms, stopping her and shaking my head. Oh, no, there was no way I was going to rush this. I traced my nose along her cheek and down along the column of her throat, inhaling the scent of her, sending a shudder of pleasure through her. Placing gentle kisses, I worked my way down, making sure to mark every bit of skin the shirt left exposed.
Her emerald eyes watched, curious, expectant, hesitant, as I lifted the shirt and kissed a path down to her belly button, then delved my tongue inside it. A tiny whimper escaped her, but that was all I needed. Her shirt rolled up further and she grabbed the edges and chucked it across the room, moaning loudly as my mouth latched onto one of her nipples. Her breathing was already starting to puff out more erratically, and I’d only just gotten started. Valor and I wanted to push her to the brink over and over again until she forgot her own name.
We’d make sure she remembered mine.
As my tongue swirled over the nub, my hand freed the button on her shorts. I felt her fingers brush across my temple, then dive into my hair and grab on as she arched into me, gasping. I switched sides, giving equal attention to each breast, and slipped my hand into her shorts. Damn, she was so wet already! She whimpered again, thrusting herself eagerly against my fingers. It was testing my restraint painfully, but I was determined to make good on my word.
I pulled my hand free and released her nipple, nice and hard now after my attention, and kissed my way down her stomach again, my tongue flicking out over her skin after each kiss. She gasped and writhed, pulling at my hair urgently. I grasped the waistband of her shorts, catching her eyes again for permission. She pulled herself onto her elbows and nodded, her face flushed. I grinned; I had done that to her. Well, if she liked that little bit, she was in for a hell of a surprise.
Slowly, I tugged the denim and the little green panties off until they dropped unceremoniously to the floor. Her intoxicating scent made my head swim pleasantly. I sank to the floor, pulling at her legs until her ass rested on the edge of the bed. She continued to watch me, her pupils dilated, as I licked and nipped at her inner thighs, wrapping my arms around them to hold her in place. Just when I started to close in on her sex, I moved to the other thigh. She groaned, throwing her head back in frustration, and I kept grinning as I administered my affection across her toned legs.
Just as her head lifted again to watch, I plunged my tongue inside her. She dropped back and pushed against my mouth, her breath catching in her throat. I found she tasted so much sweeter than I had even anticipated, and a rumbling growl ripped its way out of my mouth, the vibration on her most sensitive areas causing her to convulse and whimper. Her fingers tightened almost painfully on my scalp as my tongue swirled around the sensitive nub before tracing back to her opening. She was the only food I was craving, and I intended to eat my fill.
Focusing on her swollen clit, I carefully inserted a finger below it, slipping it in with no resistance whatsoever. That was interesting. I thrust a few times and she bucked back, then I added another. Her hands left my hair and she grabbed a pillow, pressing it to her face to muffle her cries. I stood, my fingers still thrusting, and snatched the pillow away, tossing it across the room. She looked up at me, confusion and ecstasy warring across her face.
“I want to hear every sound you can make,” I told her, my voice husky with need.
She could only nod as I settled back down between her legs, putting my tongue and lips to work, licking and sucking until she couldn’t take a proper breath. I twisted my wrist and curled my fingers inside her, causing her to cry out as I hit her sensitive spot. When she reached for my hair again, I grabbed her wrist with my free hand and guided it to her own breast. She took the hint and started massaging them, rubbing the pads of her thumbs over her nipples. Holy shit, that was so hot. I strained against my pants, but I needed to push her over the edge first.
Pumping faster, curling my fingers at the peak of every thrust, I sucked hard on her clit, my tongue flicking over the tip. Kara
