Still, she touched herself, holding open the folds of her sex to touch the swollen kernel there.
For a moment, he couldn’t resist watching her. To see what she liked.
Enough.
He couldn’t hold out anymore.
He nudged her fingers aside, licked his thumb, and then pressed it to her clit. Rubbing slowly. It was still swollen and flushed from her climax in the hot tub.
God, that had been amazing.
James lowered his head before delving his tongue into her slick folds. Her soft sigh encouraged him to continue.
The taste of her drew a moan of appreciation from him. She was sexual candy, and he wasn’t sure he’d ever get enough.
He eased his tongue up to circle her clit, and her hips jerked.
Still extra-sensitive from that earlier orgasm too.
Good.
James placed a palm on her belly to hold her still before he suckled her clit.
She cried out, lifting her hips and pressing herself closer to his mouth.
“Oh, my god. Yes. Just like that.”
With a murmur of approval, he softened the sucking and went back to slow stroke her with his tongue.
She rocked against him. “Don’t stop.”
He loved watching her like this. Loved seeing Tori nearly blind with pleasure. Knowing that he was the one giving it to her. It sent a stab of pure masculine triumph through him.
He eased a finger deep into her tight, wet sheath and flicked her clit with his tongue.
Her thighs clenched around his head, and she rocked against his mouth. Her cries grew higher.
The floorboards above creaked, and he remembered where they were. That there was a strong possibility Blake and Kristen could hear her, even if they were upstairs.
Who the hell cared?
At this moment, he didn’t. The only thing that mattered was making Tori scream his name again.
“I’m so close.” Her fingers slid into his hair, gripping and holding him to her.
He flicked faster and then sucked hard.
It was all she needed.
“James.” Tori went rigid and then let out a long cry. Her body convulsed around him as the orgasm took her body.
He stayed with her, barely teasing her flesh with his mouth until she was weak and still on the bed.
“Oh, god,” she whispered. “Are you sure you didn’t get a degree in doing that? Because holy shit.”
He couldn’t stop the smile or his chest puffing with a little smugness.
“You’re going to make me blush.”