But then his mouth found her breast again, sucking and gently biting her nipple, distracting her and making her squirm. Each time he sucked, pleasure darted in a line from her breast to that spot between her legs.
He pulled away again, but this time, he moved his entire body. She blinked in disappointment, but it was short lived.
“Let’s get these off of you.” He caught the edge of her panties and tugged them down her hips.
Overwhelmed with a moment’s bashfulness, she asked, “What about you? When can I touch you?”
“Not this time.” His gaze darkened with hunger and a hint of amusement. “I don’t trust myself to be as gentle as I should be if you start touching me.”
The shyness vanished, quickly replaced by a surge of pure feminine confidence. God knew where it came from.
“Who said anything about wanting gentle?” She watched him from beneath her lashes.
That had him giving a low, sexy laugh that made her heart skip.
“We’ll see how you do the first time around and then talk.” He gently pushed her thighs open, his gaze settling between her legs. “But for now…”
He lowered himself to half lie between her legs. A moment later, his breath tickled her inner thigh.
Every muscle in her body went rigid as she mentally tried to prepare for what was to come.
He touched her again, parting her folds and reaching in to touch the most sensitive part of her.
She closed her eyes and focused on the incredible feeling of his calloused finger teasing her. The bed shifted, and then it wasn’t his finger on her but his tongue.
Kristen went still and held her breath, a million thoughts running through her head at once and warring with the pleasure.
“Relax,” he whispered against her. “Don’t overthink—just feel.”
He seemed to know exactly what went on in her head. What to say to her.
She exhaled slowly and focused on the sensuality of his tongue moving on her, pushing any other thought from her head.
He was slow and deliberate in his delicious torment, caressing and teasing until she moaned softly and moved against his mouth.
He’d taken that ember of pleasure and brought it to a full bonfire. The fear and inhibition vanished, leaving just the need to follow this sensation up to the peak.
“Blake,” she whispered, threading her fingers into his hair and rocking against him. “Oh yes. Please.”
He flicked faster against her clit, bringing her higher and higher. And when she was on the edge of that cliff, suspended and uncertain, he drew her into his mouth and suckled.
Then she flew.
She cried out, her body shaking through the orgasm. He stayed with her, continuing to caress her with his mouth until she fell boneless and dazed.
Tears slid out the corners of her eyelids, and she made no move to wipe them away. Her entire body tingled and sparked like a live wire.
When Blake started to tease her again, she shook her head and pushed on his shoulders gently.
“Please,” she whispered and opened her eyes. “I’m ready for you.”
He eased up from between her thighs and moved to lie beside her.
“Tears?” Surprise flickered in his gaze as he brushed them off her cheek.
She bit her lip and shook her head. “It was just so intense. I didn’t think I was capable—”
“You are.” He leaned down to brush a kiss across her mouth. “And you’ll do it again later tonight, I promise.”