“You’re so wet.” I groan against her soft stomach, kissing my way down. “I love it.”
“I’m wet for you.” Her breathy voice makes my cock feel like it’s going to explode.
I press my nose between her legs, sniffing her long and hard through her tiny cotton shorts. Her scent is intoxicating. “God, I can’t wait to taste this sweet little pussy of yours.”
Her hips buck upward, and I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and panties, pulling them down over her full hips and ass. I throw them to the side and grip her knees, slowly spreading her legs for me until I get a full view of her pretty, pink center.
A groan escapes my mouth before I can stop it. Just looking at her, dripping wet for me and only me—from now on—brings out an animal instinct in me. Lacey is mine now, but I want to show her that I’m a worthy mate, that not only will I take care of her for the rest of her life, but I will do everything in my power to keep her happy and please her like she deserves to be pleased.
I trail my tongue along her inner thigh, taking my time and enjoying the way her body reacts in a series of tiny jerking motions. “Sit up on your elbows.”
“Why?” She asks but does exactly as I say.
“Because I want you to see how much I’m going to enjoy tasting you, baby.” Lacey’s hazel eyes grow bigger than I’ve ever seen them. She has no idea what she’s gotten into by inviting me into her bed. “And take down your hair.”
The rich smell of coconut shampoo fills the air as soon as her lustrous blonde hair falls around her shoulders, caressing her breasts and making her appear like a real-life goddess. She lets out a little gasp when I cup her mound.
“You are so fucking amazing, Lacey. You have no idea how perfect you are. How much I love your body.” I press one finger deep into her dripping wet opening. “How much I crave it, and always will.”
She spreads her legs a little wider for me as I settle myself in between them. My heart races, anticipating the first taste of my sweet, sexy Lacey. With my eyes locked on hers, I spread her open and run my tongue along the length of her slit, taking time to suck her tiny bundle of nerves between my lips. Lacey grunts, her nipples hard as rocks. I press two fingers deep inside of her, twisting and tapping, finding just the right spot.
“Yes, Bond.” I love hearing my name in her sweet mouth. She tangles her fingers in my hair, fucking my face furiously. I can’t get enough of her. I lap and suck at her, fingers deep inside until a long moan fills the air.
As soon as she meets my eyes, watching me feast on her, Lacey comes all over my face. Hard and long. I love the feeling of her warm juices coating my lips, my tongue, dripping down my chin. I could taste her all night, but I want more.
“Jesus Christ.” My breathless Lacey exhales, trying to catch her breath as I kiss my way up her stomach, stopping at the valley between her breasts. “That was unreal.”
“No, Lacey.” I help her to a sitting position, her hair mussed—so naturally sexy. “That was very real, and I want more of you.” I stand near the side of the bed, pull out a condom from my wallet, and set it on the nightstand. “Much, much more.”
Lacey licks her swollen lips, reaching to help me with my pants. “You can have it, Bond.” She pulls my jeans over my hips, and I step out of them. “Tonight, you can have as much of me as you want.”
“What if I want more than just tonight, baby?” I can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. Sex is one thing, but asking for more than just one night? I’m not sure she’ll go for it. Maybe it’s just the heat of the moment, how hot this woman makes me—like no one I’ve ever had—but right now, I don’t think there could be anyone else in the world for me. Tonight feels fated, and I don’t even believe in that kind of stuff, but Lacey may be proving me wrong.
She runs her palms over my damp chest, down my stomach, until her fingers linger on the waistband of my boxer briefs. When her eyes meet mine, her expression is hard to read. I can’t tell if she thinks I’m feeding her lines or if the concept of seeing her again is completely off the table.
“Let’s worry about that tomorrow.” She licks her lips, pulling my boxer briefs down over my hips, setting my length free as it bobs against my stomach. “Tonight, we’ve got other things to concentrate on.”
Again, she licks her raw, red lips and takes me into her mouth.
CHAPTERSEVEN
LACEY
With my dryspell almost broken, I feel like I’m ready for anything. A wave of self-assurance washes over with me as I please Bond. Clearly, he’s enjoying it, his fingers gently raking at the back of my hair. For as large as he is, I struggle to take him all the way down, but I do, and he groans with delight every step of the way.
He stops me before he finishes, though. “Baby, get up here.”
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
Bond lets out a full belly laugh, his abs contracting as he does. “Nothing.” He wraps his arms around me. “Absolutely nothing at all.” He presses his lips against mine, then brushes a stray strand of hair from my face after he pulls away. “I just really like looking at you.”
Heat flushes my cheeks. No one’s ever said anything like that to me. From what I’ve seen, this man’s nearly perfect. I can’t believe anyone would dare let him go.
His lips latch onto mine once more as he gently lays me back onto the bed. His hardness into my stomach, and I twitch, knowing what’s coming next. Neither of us speaks, a serious tone taking over the room. He trails his thumb down the side of my face before reaching for protection on the nightstand. I can’t wait for the day when we don’t have to worry about that.Yikes! That’s presumptuous.But, he did say he wanted to see me again…though that may just be the hormones talking.
I swallow the doubts and remind myself that there’s a gorgeous, naked man ready to fuck me. It works, and instantly I can feel my own juices running down my legs as he climbs on top of me once more.
From the moment Bond parts me with his tip, pressing himself inside of me, it just feels…right. Of course, it hurts a little at first because I’m so out of practice, but Bond is patient and surprisingly gentle. Until he isn’t.