7
Sarah waited,her breath drawn, as Cullen slowly descended and joined her in his large bed. The heat from his body warmed her, an inch of space between them before he settled on his side next to her. His gaze traveled over her body from her head to her feet, and then centered on her breasts, where he followed with his hands.
He kept his eyes on her as he played her like an expert, exerting just the right amount of pressure to keep her on edge.
“Cullen,” she gasped when he tweaked her nipple then soothed it with stroking fingers. He toyed with her, running his muscular thigh over hers, intentionally driving her crazy with the feel of his large, hot shaft. He felt firm against her thigh, and she rubbed against him, in hopes of pushing him to enter her, fast and furious. But Cullen refused to be rushed.
His eyes sparkled like rich topaz as he leaned closer and kissed her. “Hmm. So tasty. Sweet, but not what I’ve been waiting for.”
Anticipating the direction of his thoughts, she spread her thighs wider, grazing his cock.
“That’s it. Open nice and wide.”
She groaned and turned her head, seeking his lips. He kissed her and slid his hand down her belly, toying with her newly smooth skin.
“I love how silky you are. No hair to block my lips, my tongue,” he whispered, thrusting his tongue into her mouth while he shoved a finger deep inside her.
Sarah arched into him, wanting more.
“Patience, Sarah. I have a surprise for you tonight.”
“Please,” she gasped, unable to keep still under his plunging hand. He inserted another finger inside her, widening her channel. “I want you inside me.”
He stared into her eyes, and she fell into their depths, wondering how she could feel so much for a man she’d only just met. Her bird felt as if she’d been born just for him, and she wanted him with every fiber of her soul.
“I am inside you.” He flexed his fingers, enforcing his point. “Tell me exactly what you want.”
She couldn’t look away, not even when he began rubbing her clit, inciting her desire to new heights. Desperate to feel him filling her sex, she told him what he wanted to hear, knowing full well how much he loved hearing her frank talk. The first time he’d made her say such things, he’d lost control. She sincerely hoped he’d lose it soon, because she’d already passed her point of no return.
“I want your cock. Deep inside my pussy. I want you to fuck me. To fill me with your come.”
“Fuck. That’s it. That’s what I’m going to do.” His breathing erratic, he turned and hovered over her body, surprising her with this new position. “Suck it, Sarah. Take me down your throat. I want to come hard in your mouth. And when I’m coming, you’ll be coming all over my tongue. That sweet cream I need to taste, so bad.”
He pushed her legs even wider and clamped his mouth over her clit. He sucked hard, pushing her into a frenzy for more. Her arms trapped beneath his legs, she opened her mouth and sought the tip of his cock.
She found him already moist, his slit filled with desire. She sucked his crown, loving his salty taste, and heard him moan. His attention grew more urgent. Lost in a haze of need, she sucked him deep. He pumped in short thrusts, his girth making it difficult to take all of him inside. But he’d showed her the other day just where he was most sensitive, and she concentrated on the underside of his shaft, just under his crown. Using the light scrape of her teeth and her tongue, she gave him enough suction to make him crazed.
As he devoured her, he added first one, then two fingers, fucking her with an intensity that deepened the harder she worked him.
She felt his climax looming, as if experiencing it herself. Sarah’s own crisis neared, her body spiraling out of control. Her tongue delved into his slit and she tasted more cream. His balls drew tight, he was close to the end.
He bore down on her clit, nipping the nub and sucking the sting out of it, and she exploded. Barely aware of her actions, her lips must have tightened with just the right amount of tension, because she was swallowing come while lost in her own orgasm. On and on she pulsed, swallowing loads of Cullen’s seed.
When finally they relaxed, Cullen kissed the side of her thigh and withdrew from her mouth. He turned around and flopped next to her on the bed, but not before drawing her into his embrace.
“Oh my God, Sarah.” His voice was hoarse. “That was… I can’t… Shit. I can’t think.”
She chuckled, as lost to describe that joining as he. She’d never thought she’d enjoy the taste of a man, but with Cullen, she couldn’t imagine not loving him. Going down on him made her feel sexy. A real woman, who could pleasure her man. And though every cautionary bit of her mind told her to maintain a healthy distance, she couldn’t. What woman could experience such incredible bliss and not attribute it to clear affection for her partner?
Unfortunately, Sarah wasn’t wired for one-night stands. It didn’t matter that she’d only known Cullen for a short time. Her animal spirit told her she’d found something special in this raptor. She’d been trying to avoid the truth for some time, but she couldn’t any longer. The question, however, was what to do about it.
So she loved—had feelings—for Cullen. What now? She still planned to leave Cougar Falls. Would he come with her if she asked him to? Would she ask him to? He hadn’t expressed more than a desire for her body. Sure, he’d given her compassion and shelter when she’d needed it, but how far did that affection betweenfriendsreally go?
“Baby, I can’t get enough of you,” he murmured in that deep voice that made her shiver. “I can’t believe how good you make me feel.” Cullen shifted his body and drew in a deep breath.
Was he sniffing her hair?
“You smell so good.” He chuckled. “Everywhere. I especially like that pussy. I’ve never tasted anything so fine. I could dine on you for days.”
