He did so, concentrating on her caresses—her very nice caresses.
“Try going to your happy place.”
“My happy place?”
“You must have one.”
“I have a few.”
“Tell me about them.”
“Well, I’ve been to Mexico a few times.I love it there.I could hang out on some of those beaches forever.”
“Hmm, I like the sound of that.What else?”
“I like going to cottage country.My friend has a cottage on Rice Lake.It’s really peaceful there, surrounded by trees.Of course, I like noise too.I’m pretty happy at a good rock concert.”
“Of course.”
“But you know what makes me really happy right now?”
“What?”
He cracked open one eye and peered at her.“None of those things make me as happy as when I had your legs over my shoulders and my tongue in your pussy.That might be my new happy place.”
There was an awful lot of delight in her quiet, little hum.“I see.”
“Want me to tell you exactly what I like about it?”
“Tell me.”As she spoke, she tugged on the little hairs on his chest.
He sure did like those little tugs.His breathing got deeper, slower.He closed his eyes once, and thought about what it was like to make her come with his mouth.“Your lips are so plump and juicy.I loved sucking them into my mouth.Your skin is warm and wet.I just wanted to drink you up, to suck on you like a milkshake.And your clit.Fuck, your clit’s like a perfect little toy that’s been created just for me, and all I want to do is play with it.”He let out a sigh, committing each detail to memory.“I wish I could keep your taste on my tongue.It was like…that last bit of melted ice cream at the bottom of a bowl.I didn’t want to miss a single drop.So delicious and totally addictive.”
When Nick heard the quiet moan in his ear, he realized Claire was touching herself.Had he turned her on with his description?Good.He’d told nothing but the truth.She was a goddamned goddess and she tasted like ambrosia.
She continued to explore his body with her free hand.She didn’t rush it and stopped to massage each part.His biceps, his fingers, his waist.
When she neared his stomach, he sucked in a breath.His cock reacted, jumping to attention.
However, she skipped over his groin region altogether and began to stroke his thighs.
He almost let out another curse.“Claire, sweetheart.Are you teasing me?”
“I’m trying.Is it working for you?”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Good,” she whispered.“I want you to forget everything.Let me do the work tonight.I want to make you feel good.”
She sat up and danced her fingers toward his knees, circling his kneecaps a few times.She then began her journey upward again, moving toward his hips.Only, when she got there, she replaced her fingers with her lips.Her hair swept against his thigh in a soft fall.All his senses were on high alert.
Once again, his erection sprang to life, filling the condom.
She moved between his legs, crouching there.Her touch delicate, she cupped his balls.“Do you like this?”
“God, yeah.”
“Good.You might like this even better.”
