Looking down at her bare chest made all the oxygen in my lungs freeze for a minute. Damn, she was perfect. Creamy skin. Tits that were a little more than a handful for me. Nipples the soft color of pink cotton candy. Fuck, I loved pink cotton candy. On her stomach, just a few inches above her navel was a single freckle that stood out from all her unblemished skin.
I sucked in a shaky breath and let my fingers memorize every square inch that my eyes were feasting on. I watched in fascination as gooseflesh popped up where I touched. My female watched me through her lowered lashes, her even white teeth sinking deep into her well-kissed bottom lip and a soft blush warming her cheeks.
When I am eighty and my mind is fading I will still remember this moment, I thought. Nothing would ever take this memory from me. Nothing.
Swallowing hard, I lowered my head and kissed everywhere that I’d just touched. Gracie trembled and arched against my mouth. When she tried to wrap her arms around me, holding me against her, I gently unlocked her arms and held them at her sides so that I could continue my feast.
It felt like I’d barely begun when I’d reached the top of her pajama pants. I dipped my tongue into her navel as my fingers lifted the waistband and tugged her pants off her, panties and all. As soon as I uncovered her pussy I growled in pleasure as the scent of her desire filled my nose. Her thighs glistened with her liquid need for me, her pussy lips drenched with her sweet-smelling cream.
Tossing the pajamas over my shoulder I sat back on my calves, taking mental snapshots of her beautiful pussy. One day, I promised myself. One day I would take the time to record thi
s beautiful creature so that I could show her what I saw right now. So that she could see what a lucky bastard I was.
“H-Hawk,” she whispered my name brokenly as I lowered my head and swiped my tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top. Her taste exploded on my tongue and I discovered what it was to become an instant addict. Fucking hell, she tasted like heaven. I needed more. I needed all of it, every last drop.
“Oh God!” she cried out and her fingers thrust into my hair, holding me against her. There wasn’t any need. I wasn’t going any-fucking-where until I had her coming apart on my tongue and I could lick up every ounce of cream she gave me.
Chapter 12
Gracie
I was dying. There was no other way to describe what was happening to my body. Hawk was killing me with pleasure.
His tongue was doing dirty, naughty things to a place that no one but me had ever touched. Strong hands pressed my thighs further and further apart while his tongue circled my clit with strong strokes. With each brush from the tip of his talented tongue over the very top of that little bundle of nerves, more and more liquid flooded my opening.
My heart was pounding away, making my chest shake from the force of it. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think past how much I freaking loved having him lick me there. This was sweet torture, and I knew I wasn’t going to survive the end result.
I felt the tip of one of his fingers rubbing around the outside of my entrance and moaned his name. Just the teasing of the possibility of him filling me up there with his long, wide finger made me dizzy with a need I couldn’t rationally explain. I craved being filled by him like a drowning person craved air.
Blond lashes lifted, revealing desire brightened olive-jade green eyes. The edges of his mouth lifted in a hungry grin as he watched me coming apart for him. I was so close, but I had no idea what I was close to. The end. My death. Yes, most likely my death. And like the crazy person he was turning me into, I was ready for it.
His entire hand cupped my sex while his mouth continued its drugging assault on my clit. His index and ring fingers spread my lips wide as he thrust his middle finger inside of me. That one stroke of his finger inside of me was like setting off a detonation, making my entire world explode around me. Inner walls that had never been touched, never been stretched, were hyperaware of being invaded and convulsed from the sheer pleasure of his talented digit. My body seized up as flashes of lights and stars drifted across my vision.
“O-oh God,” I moaned. “H-Ha-wk.”
He lifted his head an inch and watched me while I had my first orgasm. Having his hungry eyes on me like that while I experienced something so incredibly erotic made it that much more intense. Oh God, it’s so good.
I wasn’t sure how much time past before my muscles relaxed and I opened my eyes. Fudge, I didn’t even remember closing them. Meeting Hawk’s gaze, my sex seemed to catch fire all over again as I watched him lick my desire off his lips and groan as if it were his favorite flavor of ice cream.
“You are so fucking beautiful, Gracie,” he growled and moved up my body to press his lips to mine. I caught the taste of my release on his tongue as he thrust into my mouth and was surprised that I liked it. I tasted like that? All sweet like honey?
The kiss was over way too soon. Hawk got to his feet quickly and started pulling off his clothes. His shirt hadn’t even landed across the room where he’d carelessly tossed it to by the time that he had his jeans and boxers off. My eyes were instantly drawn to his lower abdomen.
Oh goodness.
The man was a freaking god; there was no other way to explain it. Why else would he have been so beautifully well-endowed? His tip was thick and pink, the long shaft bulging with blue and purple veins that seemed to pulse with every breath he took. Lower, his testicles were round and tight. I wanted to reach out and touch him, to see if the shiny liquid dripping from his tip was as thick and hot as my own desire felt. I wanted to lick him as he had licked me, my mouth watering as I wondered if it tasted as sweet as mine did.
As if he could see the need in my eyes he reached for my hands and kissed each palm. “I want you to touch me just as much as you want it. But one stroke of your silky fingers down my dick and I am going to go off like a roman candle, baby. Later you can touch, taste, and suck all you want. Right now I need to be inside of you or I’m going to go insane.”
All the air left my lungs in a rush as I felt my entrance flooding all over again with need for this wickedly delicious man. I thought when it came time for me to lose my virginity I would be scared. After what had nearly happened at that frat party all those weeks ago, I was sure that something like this would send me screaming in terror. Yet there I was, completely naked with my legs spread wantonly, while the most beautifully masculine man I’d ever set eyes on stared down at me as if he was about to eat me alive.
I wasn’t scared or even all that nervous. I wanted Hawk Hannigan more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life and I knew he would never hurt me. I was safe here in this man’s arms. He’d already proven to me that he would always protect me, take care of me.
His strong, hard body covered mine tenderly on the bed we’d shared for months. The heat radiating off his body burned me, but I loved it. His fingers shook a little as he spread my thighs wider, as if he were actually nervous. That thought brought a small smile to my lips and he lowered his head to kiss me softly.
“I’m going to be a little selfish here, Gracie.” His lips trailed across my collarbone as his fingers found my clit once again and quickly made me mindless. “I want to feel you, all of you as I take you this first time. I swear to you I’m clean or I would never even think about it.” Warm lips skimmed over one nearly painfully tight nipple, soothing the aching tip.
I didn’t question him. All I wanted was him inside of me, filling me as I was meant to be filled. One hand caressed down my body, his fingertips leaving a trail of gooseflesh from my shoulder down to my hip. I couldn’t take my eyes off of his dick as he grasped his shaft in one hand and rubbed the mushroom shaped tip over my damp folds.