“Tell me,” I said, my lips teasing hers and my hands gripping her hips.
“Tell you what?” she asked in a throaty voice.
“Tell me you want me. You wantthis.” The tip of her tongue flicked out to moisten the bow of her upper lip, and I groaned, my dick throbbing in my jeans.God, tell me. Tell me, please just say—
“Priest, I want you to kiss me. Please, I need—" She didn’t complete her sentence because I’d heard enough. My lips rushed to meet hers, greedy for the girl who drove me fucking crazy. I teased her bottom lip with my tongue, and she eagerly granted me access to her luscious mouth, allowing me to deepen the kiss. Indigo’s arms snaked up to my shoulders, which she gripped right before she used them for leverage to hop onto me. Her legs wrapped around my waist as my hands immediately landed on her ass, supporting her weight and pressing her into the rigid outline of my dick, where it strained to get out of my jeans.
A heady moan left Indigo’s mouth as her lips left mine. “Priest,” she gasped as I rocked her up and down, giving her pressure exactly where she needed it. I watched her hungrily, loving the fact that no one knew how exquisite Indigo looked when she was about to come. That honor wasminealone. Her lips fed from mine, ravenous for pleasure and connection. I’d give her anything she needed, for as long as she’d let me.
I tilted my pelvis, changing the pressure on her core and hitting her from a slightly different angle. She gasped, just like I knew she would, and her panting breaths and little mewls of pleasure let me know she was close.
My lips brushed hers as I murmured, “That’s it, angel. Rub that perfect little pussy all over my cock. Let me see you come.” With a shudder and a sexy little moan, Indigo came apart beautifully, grasping my shoulders with her head thrown back. I helped her ride out her waves of pleasure and gently set her down on my desk as she caught her breath.
Goddamn, that was hot.
Chapter 15
Indigo
My pussy was throbbing, and my panties were soaked as Priest set me down on his desk. I could feel myself beginning to blush, embarrassed that I’d lost control and basically climbed the poor guy like a tree. Then I’d rubbed myself all over him until I… Yep, I was definitely blushing now. “I’m…uh, I’m sorry I jumped on you,” I said awkwardly. Priest raised an incredulous eyebrow and grabbed my hand, placing it on the impressive bulge I’d recently become acquainted with.
“Does that feel like I’m sorry you jumped me?” He released my hand, but my fingers lingered over the outline of his length. Curious, I squeezed Priest gently and noticed with embarrassment that the denim covering him was damp. Priest took a deep breath in and placed his calloused hand over mine, causing mine to still. “I’m trying to behave here, angel. Don’t tempt me,” he rumbled. His growly tone caused something deep within me to clench. Priest tilted my head back with onehand wound in my hair, and his lips began exploring the column of my throat as he whispered every dirty, sexy thing he wanted to do with me.
The dark stubble covering the bottom half of his face felt deliciously rough against my skin, a perfect contrast to the pressure from his kiss-swollen lips and wicked tongue. I was so lost to sensation, drunk on the feeling of his lips on my skin and his hands roaming my body, that I didn’t immediately realize that Priest was asking me a question. “What?” I asked, trying to focus on Priest’s words and not the feeling of his fingers brushing over my nipple where it was burrowing into the fabric of my bra. “Are you okay with that?” Priest asked, pulling back far enough to look into my eyes.
“Okay with what?” I asked, distracted by how swollen my lips felt from Priest’s searing kisses.
“Will you let me taste you?” Priest asked. His hands kneaded my thighs where they were still loosely draped around his waist. I processed his words, my eyes widening as I realized what he was referring to. My gaze shot to where his jeans-clad thighs rested between mine and back up to his eyes.
“You want to, uhm…dothat?” I squeaked. “There?” I thought about what he was suggesting, waiting to feel overwhelmed or triggered or uncomfortable, but for once, my demons didn’t surge forward and ruin the moment for me. I’d mentally high-five them if they weren’t such assholes. For once, my brain and I were on the same team. Team Orgasm. GO TEAM!
“What Iwantto do is lay you back on this desk, spread those gorgeous thighs, and feast on you like you’re my last meal. But I need to know if you want that, too. If you don’t, that’s fine. There’s no pressure to—”
“Yes.” I interrupted my Growly Gus. “I… I want to try.” Priest’s hands stilled on my thighs, and he leaned back to run his eyes over my face in question.
“Are you sure? This thing between us, it’s one hundred percent on your time, angel. If it’s too soon or if you want to stop, all you have to do is say the word.”
“Thank you,” I said, voice soft. I grabbed a fistful of Priest’s shirt and pulled him down to me until our lips were almost touching. “I know youwon’t hurt me… like that.” Priest swallowed roughly, and I continued, “That night in the garage, I told you that I want you… I’m just not sure how to want you out loud. I’ve never felt like this about anyone, and I don’t always know what’s going to trigger me until it does. But…I want to try. If you do, too.”
Priest’s husky chuckle sent shivers down my spine, causing me to arch into him. “Oh, I want to, don’t you worry.” Kissing me again until I was breathless and squirming on his desk, Priest took his time working me up into a frenzy again.
“Please,” I whimpered, not even sure in the front part of my brain what I was asking for. The lizard part of my lady brain knew exactly what she wanted, though, and thankfully, so did Priest. His fingers hooked around the sides of my panties, and he slowly drew them down my legs, his gaze burning blue, like the hottest part of the flame.
“Can you put your boots on the desk and spread those legs for me, angel?” I swallowed and nodded, taking a deep breath before doing as he asked. The groan that escaped him when he saw my most intimate place washed away any nervousness I felt at being on display. “Fuck,” Priest said, “you’re so goddamn perfect.” His praise washed over me, and I leaned back on my elbows, my confidence bolstered slightly. At least he didn’t gasp in horror, screamSNAGGLEPUSSY,and run for the hills. So…so far, so good.
Priest dropped to his knees so he was eye to…well, noteyebut he had unobstructed access to my lady bits. His hands massaged my inner thighs, spreading me even wider open for him. “I’m going to lick and tease you until you come all over my face. Are you ready for that, Indi?” My eyes were wide, and I nodded far too eagerly, but I figured when you’ve got a sexy-as-sin biker on his knees for you, it was okay to be a little enthusiastic. It was all I could do not to give him a thumbs-up.
Gentle kisses peppered my inner thighs before Priest took me by complete surprise and dove right in, licking a hot stripe from my entrance to my clit. I gasped and looked down my body until my eyes met his smoldering ones. Priest watched me watching him devour me until he did this…thisthing, where it felt like he was rolling his r’s, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I was primed and ready to blow. A few licks and a skillful flick of his tongue fireworks exploded inmy skull, colors flashing behind my eyelids as an intense orgasm wracked my body.
I gradually floated back down from my high, drawn back to earth by Priest’s murmured praise and kisses on my inner thighs. “You come so beautifully for me, angel. I’m addicted to the taste of you.” Priest gently blew a stream of air over my sensitive flesh, causing goose bumps to erupt over my body as I shuddered. “Can you give me one more?” My eyes popped open in shock.One more? Was this man serious? Could that even happen?
I looked down my body to see Priest watching me, his blue eyes dark with desire. He held my eyes as he reached out to run a blunt fingertip around my entrance, watching my face to catch any hint that I wasn’t okay with what he was doing. I knew that if I flinched or tensed, Priest would immediately stop what he was doing and check in with me. The overwhelming tide of need had surged for me, thanks to Priest’s skillful mouth, and now I felt tenderness fill my heart at his show of respect and consideration.
I swallowed harshly, willing my dumb feelings to stop trying to rush to my eyes. Priest blew another stream of air across me, his finger still circling. “Just say the word and I’ll stop, angel,” he said to my most intimate place. “I’ll take you up to your room and tuck you into bed if you want me to. Or…” He lightly flicked his tongue over the still throbbing flesh between my thighs. “We can see if I can make you drip all over my hand.”
“Wh- what about you?” I asked breathlessly, trying not to squirm. Priest stopped his teasing and sent me a look weighted down with some kind of emotion. Fuck if I knew which one, though.
“Tonight isn’t about me,” he said, his voice pitched low with desire. “I already got what I wanted, a taste of your sweetness. That’s enough for me.”
