“How about this, I’ll do something, and you tell me if you like it or not.”
She bit on her lip as she nodded. “Ok.” That breathy answer washed over me. I’d bet she didn’t even realize how sexy she was right now. She could ask me to do just about anything, and I’d do it. Give her whatever she needs.
Kissing her, I pulled that same lip between my teeth, and she rewarded me with a moan. Ok, she liked that. Trailing kisses across her cheek, I tried the same on her neck, just below her jaw, sucking a kiss before I lightly scraped my teeth against the reddened skin. She arched into me, exposing more of her neck.
She definitely liked that.
Nuzzling into her, I breathed her in and followed the smooth line of her neck with my lips. Curious, I bit into the mark with a little more pressure.
“Good?”
“Mm-hmm.” She nodded.
“So, I should keep going?” I teased.
“Please.”
With her back arched, I unclasped her bra, then trailed my fingers lightly down her arms as I removed it, feeling goosebumps flare across her skin. She was so responsive. I couldn’t help but wonder if she wasn’t able to tell me what she liked because she didn’t know or because she was scared to say.
“You know you can tell me to stop anytime.”
“Ok.”
I lifted my head, holding her gaze, “I mean it. You don’t like something, you tell me.”
“I promise. Can you …” She swallowed and licked her lips, drawing my attention there. They were already red and swollen. “Can you do that again? With your teeth?”
A low growl left me. She was going to kill me slowly.
“Like this?” I repeated the action and delighted in the reaction it elicited. She was getting louder, more confident in her responses.
“Yes.” The word disappeared into a hiss.
Her skin tasted clean and sweet, unbearably soft everywhere. I kissed along her neck to her chest, marveling again at the swell of her breasts as my hand came up to cup them. I stopped short of touching my lips to her skin and peered up, waiting for her to meet my eyes. When she did, I held her gaze and slowly circled my tongue around her nipple, continuing with licks and kisses while it peaked.
There was a momentary pinch of her brow, gone before I really noticed it, but I could guess what it meant. I wanted her to say it, though. I wanted her to know that she could—she should—tell me when she didn’t like something.
Lifting my head again, I arched a brow in question, watching as she fought to get the words out. But I was a patient man, and I’d stay here all night if I needed to. Not that it would be that hard of a sacrifice.
Eventually, she said, “They’re not very sensitive.” Adding, “My nipples.” Then, “It doesn’t really do anything for me.”
It came out in a rush, and she looked apologetic, even though she absolutely shouldn’t be. My smile widened, and I repositioned myself a little lower, kissing below her breast. “Good to know.” I nipped at the soft swell of her stomach, feeling ravenous for her. “What else?”
Her voice was a whisper. “I, um, I like what you’re doing.”
“Mmm, I can tell.” After leaving another mark by her navel, I surged up and met her lips with mine.
She was incredible.
Her nails dug into my back, gripping at me as she moaned.
She turned her head to kiss me passionately then surprised me by running her nails along my back, ratcheting up the fire racing through my veins. Did I mention this woman was incredible? I’d been with women who were shy in bed and women who weren’t, but none seemed to go between the two states the way Audrey did. And it was really working for me.
Anytime I thought I had her under my spell, she turned the tables and had me under hers.
Her lips were intoxicating, her tongue swirling against mine and filling my mind with filthy fantasies. If the way she sucked on my lower lip was any indication, I wasn’t going to be disappointed with her if and when she got her mouth on me.
Kissing down her body, I slowed as I settled between her legs, taking a moment to settle myself as well.
