Her wearing nothing but that, hair sprawled out around her and that golden skin stark against the pink lace.
I backed off my jacket and took hold of her tiny waist as I moved onto the bed. In that instant, I got sucked into the temptation of her, and I was the one who forgot everything. Damn, I forgot it all. Where we were, who we were, what we were.
I was just Luc, the man who wanted her to be mine, and I hoped like hell she just felt like Amelia. My goddess.
I lowered my head to take her right nipple into my mouth, and she arched into me, throwing her head back as she pressed the ample flesh of her breast against my face. Her desperate moan of ecstasy made me suck harder and take more of her breast into my mouth. As much as I could get so that I could please her.
“Luc…” came her jagged breath. I had to look up at her and smile, loving the sight of what I did to her unfold itself on me.
I moved to the neglected breast and took the desperate nipple in when she inched her head back up to gaze at me.
She watched me as I sucked and ran her hand through my hair, encouraging me to stay.
I stayed for as long as I could, ravishing the delicacy of her beauty. I would have stayed forever, but that would mean me finishing in my pants just from listening to the moans of pleasure that slipped from between her lips.
I pulled back and trailed kisses all along the valley of her delicious mounds, down to the delicate dragonfly and butterfly tattoo on her left hip, across the flat of her toned stomach, and down to the fine bone structure of her pelvis.
With a wicked smile, I moved the lace fabric of her panties away and turned my smile up a notch when I saw the sweet honey nectar from her pretty pussy. She was wet and ready for me.
But I wouldn’t take her yet. Not yet.
She gasped when I tore away the thong, ripping it off her. I didn’t want to spare the seconds it would take to slide them down her legs. I wanted them gone now. Then I dove straight in, face buried between her thighs. She writhed beneath the firm grasp I had on her hips when I pushed my tongue into her pussy. Licking and sucking, I teased the hard nub of her clit and drank the sweet nectar that flowed from her, desperate for more. And more.
Her thighs tensed, and her moans became more labored. I reached up for her breasts and was satisfied when I felt how hard her nipples were. It meant she was close to orgasm. The second confirmation I could see when I glanced down at her feet was her pretty little pink toes curling into the satin sheets.
“I’m coming, Luc,” she hummed.
“Not yet, goddess.” That was new. I’d never said that to her before.
A bewildered look crossed her face. “Ughhh… ahhhhh. Luc, I have to.”
“Hold it. Come when I say.” With another smile, I stroked her in long, teasing strokes and relished in the desperation that brimmed in her beautiful eyes.
“Please, I have to.”
“No, amore mio, you never have to beg me. Just trust me when I say you’ll enjoy it more this way.”
She sucked in a breath and held on to my shoulder, squeezing down hard with her fingers pressing into my skin through the cotton of my shirt.
Lowering my head again, I continued to incite the pleasure I wanted to give her. My tongue once again pushed into her core, but instead of the wildness I’d first exhibited, I licked her in short, precise strokes. That made her squirm, like I’d hoped, and when I had her right where I wanted her, I moved away and placed two fingers inside her, moving in and out the same way I would with my cock.
The shocked look on her face turned me on even more. Before she could get over that, I moved back to her breast and sucked hard. Fucking her with my fingers and tasting her delicious breasts, both of them, alternating from one to the other. It was fucking amazing.
When I felt like she couldn’t handle any more, I decided to release her from the pleasure-filled torture.
I moved up to her lips and brushed my mouth over hers. “Come for me, goddess.”
Her eyes that had been squeezed tight flew open, and she sucked in a deep sharp breath but released it on a ragged breath and moaned into her glorious orgasm.
“Luc…” she cried out, and I was so glad that Raphael was a few doors down. I seriously hoped he didn’t hear that. Maybe he did. Maybe the others did too, but fuck it. I didn’t care.
What I cared about was having her in this moment of raw passion and succumbing to the will and hold it had on us. Whoever the fuck heard wouldn’t be dumb enough to come in here and disturb us, Raphael included. He’d wanted me to win his daughter’s heart, and I had. I had and lost my heart to her too.
I lost my heart and my soul to her.
“Good girl.” My fingers were soaked with her heavenly juices, which I moved up to my mouth to taste, then I leaned back down to her core so I could drink the rest.
Her skin felt hot, and I was almost buzzing with the energy I sensed from her.
