“Sorry,” she said with an unapologetic grin. “I couldn’t help it.”
This little minx would be his undoing. That was for certain.
“My turn,” he said roughly as he gathered both her wrists easily with one hand, then pinned them above her. She wriggled against him, testing his strength, but it was useless. She was a human, after all.
But she was his human.
Her eyes widened with excitement as he undid the buttons of her shirt now, and he could tell by the reaction of her body and the way her lips began to part that she had no problem with the position they were in.
Her touch had been like fire, hot and nearly burning.
But now he wanted Mel to burn for him. Wanted to see her come apart in his arms.
Her shirt fell open, exposing her bra and the soft shape of her belly, and he stroked his free hand over her curves, feeling down the sides of her hips before pushing the thin fabric covering her breasts downward so he could have better access.
“So beautiful,” he muttered as he squeezed one breast, kneading the soft flesh there and tweaking the rigid tip of the nipple.
“So hot.” Though, if she was referring to him or to what he was doing right now, he wasn’t sure.
Either was an acceptable answer.
He came down to suck each breast, one after the other, and Mel bucked her hips against him with sudden arousal, her arms still trapped above her. Then, as she fell into the rhythm of his mouth, her gasps became ragged moans that filled the room with her voice as he flicked his tongue across her chest.
“You’re driving me crazy…” she said, eyes shut. Then they flew open as she seemed to realize the implications and tried to correct. “The best kind of crazy.”
He grinned down at her with satisfaction, then sucked a little harder on her breast.
Then his free hand was going down her body to undo the button of her jeans so he could feel her arousal on his fingertips. And as his finger slid up Mel’s soaked center, his tiger roared once more to claim its mate.
But he ignored it, focusing on Mel’s lost, aroused expression as he started to work over her clit. Straddling her like this, with her hands pinned, there was nowhere for her to go but deeper into the pleasure he gave, and he liked that.
“Oh… don’t stop…” she begged, panting as he went faster up her slick slit.
Like he would ever do such a thing.
Even her satin panties were too much separation, and he shoved her underwear aside so he could touch her directly. But that only made her arousal go even faster, and in less than a minute, Dallas could feel her body clench, preceding her release.
He let her hands go just as he stroked her tiny nub one more time, and she came.
Mel’s fingers clutched the sheets at her sides, her entire body coming alive beneath him. She screamed as she orgasmed, her scent like that of fruit trees blossoming in springtime filling the air, scintillating his heightened senses.
Fuck, she was beautiful like this.
By the time she could take in a full breath, he was already dragging her pants off the bed and her underwear along with it. She gaped down at him, brow glowing with light perspiration, but she didn’t say anything as he spread her legs so he could taste the only thing he’d wanted to taste more than her lips.
His mouth covered her clit in an instant, and Mel arched against the bed, groaning excitedly as he lapped at her wetness with his tongue. She was so utterly vulnerable, so wonderful in how she responded to his touch.
For a long time, he’d feared he was violent. The killer that the people he’d run from had tried to make him into.
But with Mel, he was just Dallas. A man desperately yearning for his woman and desperately obsessed with her pleasure.
He quickly fell into a steady rhythm, measuring Mel’s response and keeping her constantly building slowly upward. When she got close, he placed gentle kisses on her thighs and stroked his hands along her sumptuous hips. Then, as she calmed, he covered her center with the length of his tongue, then swirled around her clit until she was quivering, so close to the edge he could practically taste it.
After a long time of him pleasuring her, she came, screaming his name this time.
“Dallas! Dallas…”
And while she called to the quiet room, he held her close, kept her relaxed so she could feel the full force of her orgasm.
Once she was ready again, he went faster. In no time at all, as Mel’s body became more sensitive and his eagerness to see her come only rose higher, she came again, rocking against the bed hard and thrusting her hips into his mouth as he pushed her deeper into her release with his tongue.
Content to see her exhausted and still able to take more, Dallas went lower down her soaked slit, watching Mel for any sign of hesitation.
But there was none. And as he thrust inside her wet sheath with his tongue, her eyes rolled back in her head, body twisting desperately as her legs wrapped around the back of his neck, allowing him to go even deeper.
For a minute, he shoved his tongue in as deep as he could go, listening to her gasps of pleasure even as he reached a finger between her legs to tease her clit. Her arousal was everywhere, evidence of her reaction to him, evidence of the magical way they seemed to set each other off in ways he’d never thought possible.
Damn, hot, was all he could think while he teased and tested her.
But he needed to make sure she was all the way ready, and after a moment, he pulled
