Been there and done that.
Never would again.
He was smart enough to not volunteerthatinformation.
“It’s a good trait to have.” He pulled her foot suddenly, had her sliding into him, her legs over his thighs.
“That wasn’t very smooth.”
“I don’t need to be smooth when I’ve got you where I want you.”
Her hand went to his face, making the first move. Something she rarely did.
That she was doing it now, here, told him everything he needed to know.
He stood up with her in his arms, walked to his room and shut the door.
He’d rather take her on the couch where they were, but she wasn’t ready for that. Too open and exposed for her.
She was laid on the bed with the precision and care of a sleeping baby in a crib, not wanting to startle or wake them up out of their haze.
His fingers went to the button of her navy pants, pushed it through the hole, then lowered the zipper.
His hands snuck into the waist of her underwear, pulling everything down at once, exposing her tender flesh for his hungry eyes.
He got on his knees, between her spread thighs, and made a feast of her.
His thumbs inched her lower lips apart, his tongue coming out and going in for a quick taste. A tap. A lick. A nibble.
He changed it up; he moved it around. He applied pressure and then pulled back.
She was squirming on the bed making it hard for him to get her to where he wanted her to be.
“Stop moving.”
“Stop torturing me,” she said.
He’d put an end to this.
His arms slid under her hamstrings, holding her in place, his face diving in and devouring her. Touching every nerve, every pleasure point, tasting every bit of skin he wanted.
And she let him.
Held his head in place when he got therightspot. Silently told him he better give her exactly what she wanted.
He wouldn’t leave her waiting. Wanting. Or disappointed.
Her body trembled, thighs tightening around his shoulders as waves of pleasure rippled through her, her moans spilling into the room with no attempt to hold them back.
He wanted to tell her, “That’s it. Keep it up. Come hard.”
But to do that, he’d have to take his mouth off of her.
No way.
Not yet.
Not until he was ready.
