Page 55 of Imperfect Heart


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He skimmed his hands over her shoulders, down her upper arms, to her hips. His thumbs brushed over her hip bones and he felt the shiver run through her.

“You’re beautiful,” he said.

“Tu também.”

“Do you always speak in Portuguese when you’re nervous?”

“Or angry. Or if I want to swear without someone understanding me.”

He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her underwear and slid his hands to her ample backside. Pulling her close, he bent and scraped his teeth against the column of her throat, thrilling at her sharp inhalation.

She grasped his shoulders and dropped her head back.

“How do you say you’re so fucking sexy?”

“Você é muito gostoso.”

He dropped to his knees and sat on his heels. Putting his mouth on the juncture of her thighs, he tongued her through the thin material her panties. He could smell her desire and his dick throbbed in anticipation.

“How do you say I can’t wait to taste you?”

“Eu não posso esperar para sabor tu.” Her voice was breathless.

Grasping the sides of her panties, he pulled them down her hips and thighs, running his hands down the backs of her calves to help her step out of them. He slid his hands up the front of her legs. When he reached her closely shaven pussy, he traced her seam with his thumbs and she pulsed against him.

He replaced his thumbs with his tongue, delving into her hot, wet center.

Zoe’s knees buckled and she fell back against the bed. That worked for Tim. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders and pushed her farther back on the bed. Her hips rose to meet his mouth, her hands clenching in his hair. He circled and flicked her clit with his tongue. Taking his cues from her response, he found the rhythm she liked, keeping a steady pace until her cries became frantic and her heels dug into his back. She shoved her hips at him and grasped the back of his head, holding him in an iron grip with her thighs until she came with a shout.

Tim used the flat of his tongue to keep pressure on her clit as she rode out her orgasm. When the tension left her body and she relaxed her hold on him, he gave her one final, long lick that caused her entire body to shudder.

He wiped his mouth and stood, staring at the gorgeous woman spread out before him. There was nothing more resplendent than a sexually satisfied woman.

Zoe pushed up and sat at the edge of the bed. “You’re wearing entirely too many clothes.”

It was his turn to lick his lips. He wanted to feel her mouth on him. Wanted to feel her wet tongue tease him and taste him. At the same time, he hoped she didn’t because when he lost himself in her, he wanted to do it in her hot, wet, tight pussy.

She stood up and shoved her fingers between the elastic band and his skin at the back of his waist. Their height difference put her mouth almost level with his chest. She took advantage and flicked her tongue against one nipple.

Tim hissed when she bit down on it. Not hard, but it surprised him. It felt good. Better than he expected.

She pressed her tongue against the nipple then moved her head to the other one. She licked it but paused. “Yes or no?”

He palmed her breasts, hefting their weight. “Definitely yes.”

She gasped against his chest when he tweaked her nipples. Keeping her gaze on his, she opened her mouth wide and scraped her teeth against his chest. When she got to his nipple, she sucked hard instead of biting it.

Fuck. He was going to come in his shorts if she kept her mouth on him.

“On the bed, Zoe,” he demanded.

The only thing that stopped him from picking her up and throwing her into the center was her look of confusion. Gone was the confident, satisfied woman. In her place was a woman unsure and quickly becoming bashful.

He grasped the back of her head and kissed her. Thrusting his tongue into her mouth until she responded to him with equal heat.

“I want to fuck you, Zoe. I want to bury my cock in your tight pussy and make you scream my name. If you keep teasing me with your mouth I’m not going to be able to do that because I’m going to come in my shorts like I’m a thirteen-year-old boy who got to touch his first pair of tits.”

“Oh.”