With trembling, rapid fingers, she undid the falls of his pants and grasped his cock, hard beyond belief and already leaking seed.
He palmed her breasts as she fondled him, hissing at the joint sensation.Then he moved his hand down to her core and teased her, bringing his fingers in and out of her, over that spot inside of her that he knew was the key to her undoing.
He had learned, in the time he had spent with her, how to arouse her without making her spend.
“I know what you are doing,” she said, looking up at him.“I don’t know how you manage it.”
He didn’t know, either.It was simply knowing her, he supposed, and the little touches that would be too much and the ones that would be just enough.
“I need you indecently wet for me.That’s the only state I want you in.Only when you are dripping for me, Beatrice, will I let you have my cock.”
Leith didn’t know when he had become so bold.Sometime around when he had fallen in love with her, he expected.
“I—I am—ready,” she panted.
“No, not yet,” he said, even though she was sliding on his fingers.
“I want to come, please.I am so close.I’ve never felt this before.”
She was used to being sated easily, as she had once told him.But he had discovered that what she needed was a man who knew how to draw it out.
“Not yet,” he said, moving his fingertips out of her, away from where she was most sensitive, and towards her clit.
She let out a little whining sound, but he paid it no heed.
He got down on his knees and put his mouth to her core.
“Oh my God,” she exclaimed as he teased her clit with his tongue.“Please.I need it.”
He did not obey, continuing to tease her, and then only when her fingers were fisted in his hair, did he move to tongue her channel.But then he only did so gently, conscious of not overwhelming her.
“Sweet Lord.Please, Thomas.”
He gave her a little more, as reward for her begging.
She let out an exclamation that had him hoping the doors were thick.
“I am so close.Please.I beg you.I need you, Thomas.Please.”
He withdrew his mouth.She let out a cry of pure affront.
“You need a man who will tease you, Beatrice.Who won’t let you have your spend all at once.No other man has done that for you, has he?”
“No,” she sobbed.He put his mouth back on her and gave her what he knew she wanted: his tongue stroking that spot inside of her.“Oh God, it’s so good.”
“Tell me you need me again,” he said, withdrawing once more.“Tell me.”
He placed his mouth back on her and she cried out.
“I need you.I need you,” she said.“So much, please.”
Leith couldn’t deny her anymore.Any more of her desperate words and he would be coming himself.
He stroked her in the way that he knew would undo her and she cried out, spasming over his tongue.
When she was done riding her pleasure, he stood and surveyed her on the bureau.She was still in her stockings, but other than that she was bare.Her skin was flushed with pleasure and her eyes had a glazed, contented look.
She was the woman he loved, sated from his lovemaking.
