“Take off your trousers,” she said.
Praise God,yes.
He rose and stripped. She knelt before him, and the proprietary look in her eyes made him so aroused that she had to pry his prick from his stomach. Her delicate fingers barely circled his veined girth, the sight unbearably erotic.
“You’re so big,” she murmured.
“You make me this way. I fantasized about you all the years we were apart. Just the thought of you made me hard. Now to have you here…with me…”
His breathing grew harsh as she stroked him with a confident hand, giving him a squeeze at the tip just the way he liked. His wife—bloody made for him.
“What did you fantasize about?”
Her knowing tone told him she knew the filthy content, but he gave her what she asked anyway.
“About you kneeling at my feet just so. You would wrap your hand around my cock and bring the tip to your soft lips.”
His lungs burned as she did exactly that. Then she waited, looking up at him with smoky eyes and pink-tipped breasts, better than any goddamned fantasy.
“You would kiss the head…yes, like that,” he gritted out.
It was almost too much, watching her place a chaste peck on his bulging knob. She milked him slowly with her fist, and when she drew back the skin, seed beaded on his dusky tip.
The command rolled off his tongue. “Lick it off.”
Her gaze holding his, she swiped her tongue over his crest, and he felt the swirl of heat everywhere—his prick, his balls, his pounding chest. She coaxed forth another drop and took that one too. Her enthusiasm for fellatio was nothing short of delightful. From the time he’d introduced her to this brand of sport, she’d loved driving him mad with her talented mouth.
Like a thief, a sudden question crept into his head.Has she done this with other men?
He couldn’t stop jealousy from sinking its claws into him. What made it worse was that he knew he had no right to feel this way. He’d left her, destroyed their marriage, and even now he had nothing to offer her. Nothing but this moment.
“Sebastian?”
Seeing her flicker of uncertainty, he refused to ruin what time they had.
Let tomorrow bring what it may. We’ve lost too many years. Tonight is ours.
“Suck me, love.” He slid his hands into her hair, wrecking what was left of her braid. “Remind me what that talented mouth of yours can do.”
Before Lottie, he hadn’t always enjoyed this act. He’d liked the sensations but not the loss of control. But when he’d introduced his bride to fellatio, she’d shown him how good it could feel to trust another with his pleasure.
If there was anything Lottie loved, it was a challenge. Her eyes sparkled as she leaned forward and…fuck.She took him into her mouth, surrounding him in wet, blissful heat. Sucking him as if he were a boiled sweet. It felt like yesterday when he’d taught her this: back then, she’d been game but a bit shy. Now she didn’t hesitate to circle his head with her tongue, teasing the sensitive groove on the underside, before lapping at him again. The fact that she remembered what he liked expanded his longing until he thought he might burst from unrequited lust.
“Bloody hell.” He gripped her scalp. “Take me deeper. As deep as you can.”
She bobbed her head in reply. With each plunge, she took more of his length. When she came up, he saw the tight stretch of her lips around his shaft, the effort dampening her lashes and brightening her eyes, and he wanted to burn that image onto his brain for all eternity.
“You’re so damned beautiful,” he rasped.
She hummed, the vibration shooting down his length and weakening his knees. She took more and more, his meat disappearing between her lips. The lush squeeze of her throat was making short work of his self-control.
“Now you’re just showing off,” he groaned.
Smiling cheekily—something he guessed not many women could do with a mouthful of cock—she went down on him again. Dove on him as if his surrender was sunken treasure she was determined to claim. It was too much; there was only so much pleasure a man could handle. He felt the warning pressure at the base of his spine, the churning in his stones.
“Love, stop. I’m too close.”
He dug his fingers into her scalp, trying to pull her away, the way he’d always done in the past.
