“Sounds like more of an ache than a pinch,” he said, even as his fingers turned and pinched her nub.
“Aaiyee!” She clutched his hair, ready to direct if need be or hold herself upright if he was as skilled as she was starting to think he was.’Tis always the quiet ones. I should—
He put both his hands on the front of her thighs and spread her lower lips with his thumbs.
Yes, please.She stared downward at him in hopeful surprise.
“Hold on to me if you need to,” he said and pushed his face against her, his tongue finding the nub he had just pinched to soothe it with gentle licks.
Ahh. His tongue seemed connected to every nerve ending in that area, as well as her nipples. Bolts of lightning shot from her core to her stomach muscles and breasts. Even her ears buzzed. Beth wasn’t sure a man had ever found her pleasure point quite so well, quite so quickly.
“Robert—” If only she could find her words to finish the sentence. One of her knees buckled, and her hand dropped to his shoulder for balance.
“Mmm?” Her flesh muffled his question.
“Do y’think I can sit or mayhap lay, in this?”
“In a moment.”
In another minute, I won’t need help. I’ll be lying on the floor. She quivered, sucking in a breath. Every muscle in her body tightened, except her legs, which went noodley.
He took one last lick before releasing her and kneeling back.
“Let us adjourn to the other room, and you can lay on the bed.” He gestured behind him. Standing, he took her hand. “Can you walk in it? Without it pinching anything?”
She tried. The smooth leather straps slid one way with one step, then the other with her next motion. She moaned.
“Yyowwch!” she yelped in pain and froze, mid-step. The two straps had caught her nether lips in the back-and-forth movement.
“I was afraid of that. Ah well. This will be for use in situ then. I shall soothe your tender flesh.” Stopping, he pressed her down on the settee. “Do I need to loosen any straps?”
“Yes, please.” The ones running between her legs were now pulling. She was amazed he’d realized that might happen. His knowledge of women’s bodies and apparel was astounding.
“Right, then.”
He knelt and undid them both, then took one and slid it up through the strap circling her waist. With his free hand, he pulled her wrist close and looped the leather around her wrist, fastening the buckle to holes she hadn’t noticed. Her wrist was essentially pinned to her side. He repeated his actions with the other wrist, creating cuffs.
Oh my. Beth could not remember an intimate encounter when her partner had managed to surprise and impress her this thoroughly. And they hadn’t even reached the good part yet.I take that back. This has all been glorious. I could spend hours seeing what he imagines next.
Not one to sit passively, she opened her mouth to ask about his soothing reference, but he beat her to it.
“Now, what needs massaging?” He did not wait for an answer. Instead, he hooked his hands behind her upper calves and tugged her forward, then pushed them wide.
Without her hands to support her, Beth slouched with her spine curved against the seat and back cushions of the sofa. She wasn’t sure it was the most flattering position, but as he did not seem to notice, she didn’t care.
Then his lips touched her flesh again, his breath warm on her sensitive bundle of nerves, his teeth pressing gently as his tongue sought her opening.
Her sprawl was forgotten. Throwing her head against the rise of the couch, she moaned again. Her imprisoned hands twitched with the desire to feel his hair, to press him against her, to tug him away. Her eyes flew open, wanting to watch, and her gaze went to the movement of his head between her legs.
Somehow, seeing his hair sway but not being able to read his expression elevated the sensations from each minute swirl of his lips and tongue…and oh, lord, fingers now too.
Her orgasm circled up from where he touched her into her belly and breasts, curling her toes. Her hips lifted, trying to thrust into mouth.There, there—
He pulled back. His lips were less than an inch from her, his breath wafting over flesh that needed one more touch, one more lick.
“Please,” she whined.
“Patience. You wanted to see how this worked. I am not done showing you.”
