My hands run up her bare legs to where she’s only wearing a pair of flimsy pajama shorts.
I slip a finger inside the hem on her thigh, tracing circles on her skin. She isn’t wearing panties, and I growl in response.
“I need to taste you,” I mutter against her lips. She nods. “I need words, firefly.”
“Yes.” That one word is breathy and sexy as hell.
I trail kisses down her throat, taking my time as I work my way south. When I’m finally between her thighs, I push aside the shorts and flick my tongue across the seam of her pussy, and she moans in response.
“Please,” she pleads, and I don’t waste time pulling the fabric down her legs and discarding them over my shoulder before diving back in.
I’m ravenous, and she’s the feast I’ve salivated for my entire life.
“You taste fucking amazing.” I continue to lick and suck, to tease her with my tongue. When her hips lift, silently begging for more, I bring my hand around and part her with my fingers.
Slipping one in at first, I thrust deep inside her.
Then a second finger.
She rocks her pelvis up.“More,” she commands, and I am but her humble servant.
My mouth sucks harder, and a third finger slips in, pressing upward until it hits the perfect sweet spot inside her. Her inside walls pulse around my fingers as her eyes flutter shut, signaling her release.
She spasms and moans through the aftereffects, riding my hand all the while. When she’s done, it takes her a few seconds to regulate her breathing.
I don’t wait, making quick work of undressing. She doesn’t voice any concerns. If anything, her eyes darken with want, giving me all the confirmation I need.
I’m standing stark naked at the foot of the bed, looking down at her.
“This needs to go,” I say, stripping her of all her remaining clothes.
I grab my rock-hard cock in my hand, stroking it up and down. I can’t wait to feel her wrapped around me.Nothing between us. A primal need to brand her to me, to thrust inside her raw, comes over me. “I’ve seen your records. I’m fucking you bare.” My words come out rough, too far gone to control my need.
“What the fuck? Stalker much?” She purses her lips, and I nibble the swollen flesh into my mouth before letting her go.
“When it comes to you…always. I’ll do anything to protect you, including look at your records.” I practically growl at her. I expect her to object, to tell me to stop, to argue about the invasion of privacy, but I get none of that.
“I guess you could’ve lied. I appreciate that you didn’t.”
“I want nothing between us, firefly. Not now. Not ever.” I mean those words literally and metaphorically.
Right now, I just want my cock inside her.
I spread her legs farther apart and angle the head of my cock against her.I want to plunge inside, but I don’t.
Instead, I tease her with the tip.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you bare, firefly.” She lets out a ragged gasp. “Tell me you want my cock inside you with nothing separating us.” Another moan escapes her mouth. I swirl the tip and collect the wetness. “Tell me to fuck you.”
Sasha tilts her hips up, trying to impale herself on my length, but instead, I pull back. “Not happening. Tell me what I want to hear.” I lean forward and press my lips to her mouth, licking along the bottom. “All you have to do is use your words,” I say.
Her eyes close on a harsh exhale before the words tumble out. “Please, fuck me,” she begs, and I answer her plea with the slamming of my hips upward. Once I’m seated inside her,Iexhale.
Fuck.
She feels like heaven and fits me like a glove.
My vision goes blurry from the sublime bliss when her walls contract, instantly tightening around me.