“Lift your hips.” She complied, still dazed, and he pulled down her underwear and shorts in one go. “Spread those sexy stems of yours for me.” A bashful expression crossed her face as he spread her legs even wider. He kneeled down and admired her neatly trimmed cunt. He spread her lips, dipped his tongue inside her molten core, and hummed his appreciation. He thrust inside and sipped her, swirling his tongue around as he played, pausing to flick her clit as he enjoyed his feast. Her throaty cries and moans inflamed him until he was fucking her with his tongue. She clamped down around him. Her thighs shut around his ears as she came. He drank her down. Her body went slack, her legs flopped open, and he sat back on his knees, pulling his stiff member out of the cotton containment. He rubbed the tip, dipped into the wealth of moisture that escaped from his slit.
“Are you ready for me, Claire?”
“God, yes.”
He leaned over to the left side of the bed and pulled out a square foil. He never fooled around with the women he brought home in his bedroom. That was his space. I’ll have to change that now. She sat up.
“Let me help.” Her hands shook just slightly as she opened the condom. He twitched when she placed the tip over his head and rolled it down. I didn’t know I could be this hard. Her small hands felt magical as she stroked him, applying just enough pressure to tease without bringing him to his release.
“Damn, you’re testing my resolve.”
“Good, because you shattered mine.” Her words brought questions into his mind, but now was not the time. Keep it light.
“Hold on. I’m not done yet.”
She laid back. He moved between her legs and lined himself up to her entrance. He rocked forward teased her with just the end of him. She was like no other woman he’d known. The foreplay had him struggling not to go deep and penetrate as far as he could.
“You’re so fucking tight.” He inched in further. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I can take it.” The challenge in her dark eyes called to him.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
“I think I do. I want you to fuck me Kelly.”
“Shit.” He glanced away, clutched the sheets beneath his fisted hands. “I’d rip you to shreds.”
“Come on Detective what’s a little pain between friends?” She arched a thin eyebrow and he growled.
“If that’s how you want it.” He pushed inside her, rougher than before, but still restrained. She swallowed him, her muscles held him tight. His eyelids slammed shut as ecstasy threatened to make roll his eyes back into his head. How had the seducer become the enchanted?
She grunted.
“Are you o
kay?”
“Y-Yes.” Her hands clutched the sheets, and he stilled, halfway inside her.
“Damn you, don’t you dare stop.”
“I’m giving you time to adjust, beautiful. Don’t worry. We’re not stopping until we’re both satisfied.”
He reached down between them and rubbed her. A fresh flood of juices eased his path, and her walls quivered. He moaned. She moved her hips up, taking him deeper.
“I want all of you.”
“Then that’s what you’ll get.” He slid home, and her legs locked around his hips. Her body cradled him as if he was meant to be there. A pang of loss chased him as he pulled out, only to be replaced by rejoicing when he returned. This was more than sex—it was enlightenment. A fine sheen of sweat broke out onto his body as they moved together in a carefully crafted ballet of body and soul. Her body tensed.
“I’m so close, Kelly. So close.” Her head thrashed from side to side.
“That’s it. Come for me, C.”
Unable to hold back he pounded into her box. She let out a yowl that made his balls draw up. The thud of bodies locked in sexual battle filled the air. Her muscles contracted, putting a lock down on his dick that had him spilling all he had to give as she screamed his name. Bliss encompassed him as they both collapsed onto the bed. He buried his face against her neck. She massaged his scalp, lulled him into a peaceful state he hadn’t experienced in far longer than he cared to remember. I’m in trouble here.
Chapter Four
A phone rang in the distance.