Page 91 of Yours, Forever

"Have at it," she breathed out.

"It'll be my pleasure." I helped her get rid of her jeans and boots, put one of her thighs on my shoulders, and got to work.

Her first moan took the wind out of me. In my next recovering inhale, I filled my lungs with the intoxicating smell of her. I sucked on her clit, frowning and struggling to keep up with how fast and slow, how rushed and tormenting I wanted to be.

Her leg twitched by my ear, her hips jerking against the door. I lapped at her, hungry for her. She ran her fingers through my hair and pulled, the little sounds she made a mix of despair and pleasure.

It drove me wild. I needed her, needed more, needed it all with her.

"Keep making those sounds." I teased her entrance with a finger. "Be vocal. Be loud. Tell me what you like."

"Show me what you want to do to me."

I smiled and nibbled on her lips, her clit. "Do you like to see me on my knees serving you?"

I pushed two fingers inside.

She moaned. "It's the best part."

"I haven't even started." I stood and, eyes on hers, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

Fire lit her eyes. I wanted to consume her, feed off the heat radiating from her.

I trailed my hands up her body, and hooked my fingers on the bra cup. I pulled, liberating her breasts.

I held them in my hands and admired her tight, dark brown nipples. "I'm ready for my second course."

I sucked on her breast, licked her nipples, gave her tiny bites all over. Still fully clothed, I pushed my cock against her, rubbing myself on her naked flesh. With jerky movements, she unhooked her bra and got rid of it as I toyed with her earlobe in my mouth. I wasted no time rubbing her nipples with my thumbs.

"Do you want me playing more with you? Adoring you? While I'm fully dressed, have you naked and exposed to me, yearning for your mouth?"

"Use my mouth. Use me."

I groaned. Unable to speak for a moment, a million possibilities fleeting through my mind, I took her hand and led her to the bedroom.

We settled at the feet of the bed, facing each other.

I grasped her jaw with hard fingers. I was extremely aware I couldn't kiss her, and this was the way I showed her what it did to me. The push of my fingers on her skin made her lips open into an obscene shape.

I frowned, eyes fixed on her mouth. "Unbutton my waistcoat."

She did.

"Open my shirt," I commanded.

She did.

"Touch me."

She did. Her hands on my skin had my heart ready to crawl to her and beg.

My nostrils flared. "On your knees, darling."

She bit her lips and did as I said. Power surged through me, that she wanted to do as told. That, for once, she would not pull away.

I could give her something back. I would get off on using her, if that's what she wanted.

"Watch me." I took off my vest and shirt and threw them on the floor. "Do you want my cock?"