“Absolutely beautiful,” he said.
He bent over her, his long hair falling to tickle her skin. He flicked his tongue around her stone-like pebbles, teasing and sucking until she was breathless.
He kissed the valley between her breasts before he pulled his T-shirt off. He had such an incredibly powerful torso. Hard muscles sculpted from years of exercise.
Cara guessed he worked out, but the drumming must have created the magnificent effect. He was so handsome. She reached and touched him. Pressed her palm to his pecs which were sparsely covered in coarse black hair.
He resumed kissing her belly. His whiskers tickled and abraded her skin. He hunched, moving towards the center of her legs. He was bold, snaking his tongue to touch her most sensitive and reactive spot. He stroked her, delving into her intimate folds.
Cara instinctively lifted her hips against his mouth, working her pussy against the rhythm of his soft tongue. He penetrated her as he lapped up her juices. She pressed her back hard against the mattress as if to brace herself against the escalating pleasure.
Moans escaped in whispery, high pitched whimpers, the pressure of the sweetness was so intense. And then he pulled back and spoke to her in that smooth, rich voice.
“Like that?” he asked with a husky laugh.
He rose up, kissing parts of her along the way. He kissed the inside of her pelvis bone and nearly sent her through the ceiling. He showed her erogenous parts of her she never knew she had.
He guided her legs up and around his hips with a gentle caress. He swept down her sides to her back, over the curves of her bottom to the backs of her thighs, encouraging her to raise up and over him so he could nestle between her.
His hardness nudged and grazed her as he found his position. He reached for something on his nightstand—a condom.
Cara tore it open and put it on him, closing her hand around him, feeling him, sensing him. Their physical connection was so electric, it was like she’d touched an ungrounded cord.
Cara eased David into her body. She clutched the muscles that flared up his back like wings and lifted to take him fully inside her.
He groaned his pleasure. She found the sound a mix of animal and warrior. So male. So primal and hot. She raised her head to his and kissed him with everything she had. She was unleashed and expressed her passion, whipping her tongue around, mating hers with his. Her hips pumped against him, thrusting hard and deep.
He pulled back with gentleness.
“Slow down,” he said in a slow sexy drawl. “We’ll get there. Let’s enjoy the ride.”
Her eyelids were heavy with passion.
He turned her face to look squarely at him. They gazed into each other’s eyes as their bodies moved into one another. He drew her leg up, kissing it, releasing electric pulses that traveled straight to her core, causing her to draw up tight around him. He rested her legs on his massive shoulders and drove deeper.
David seemed to drink in the sigh of her body. She knew he was pleased with the sight of her by the way his eyes constantly swept over her and focused on the movement of her breasts as they bobbed with the rhythm of their motion.
He moved slightly, adjusting their position, and that was all it took for her. Something in t
he shift aligned all the elements—the pressure, the timing, the heat—it sent her rushing toward the edge.
Cara was a little surprised it was that easy. It never had been before. She silently cursed herself for comparing him to her ex, but for a fleeting second, she did. She thought she loved Gary, that he was the be-all and end-all of sexual attraction and satisfaction for her, but never had she achieved spontaneous pleasure. She tried to not spoil this good fortune by over thinking. She relaxed and let the moment take its course.
David groaned again. She wondered if his worldly, sexual prowess gave him the ability to sense that she was close. Her body revved, and her mind raced. All the forces rose and rushed through her, putting every cell on high alert.
Her breaths were like ocean waves, floating over her and crashing forward. Cara looked into his knowing eyes. He touched her where their bodies joined, massaging little circles around and around. Her thighs shook, her body tensed, and she fell over the edge of bliss.
Cara called to the gods as she was slowly but definitely consumed with rolling spasms of pleasure. Her belly clutched, the hardness in her nipples renewed. Wetness flowed from her as she experienced ecstasy for the first time.
He picked up his pace. His rhythm changed into firm and purposeful thrusts. He was chasing his pleasure now, catching up with her. His powerful body stiffened and then he cried out. Her name on his lips was the sweetest sound she’d ever heard.
Somewhere in the mix, Cara caught the titters of Marissa and Tommy, laughing at the sexual noise. It brought David and her back to earth. She was still overcome with passion, but he touched his forehead to hers and they laughed.
“Mm, mm, mm,” he proclaimed.
They disconnected and flopped back onto the mattress, staring at the ceiling with huge smiles on their faces as they enjoyed the fleeting moment.
Chapter Six