“Massage them gently because they are very sensitive and when arousal begins they will be more sensitive because plucking at them and pinching the tips lightly brings a rush of blood to them. And when the nipples are very tight and flushed then I can pull them into my mouth,” he added, leaning down and pulling at the one nearest him with his lips.
Chloe’s breath caught in her chest with anticipation. Her belly shimmied. She closed her eyes when he opened his mouth and she felt his heat, felt his tongue curl around the tip and then the pull of the suction of his mouth. She focused on the image that rose in her mind of his mouth at her breast for a moment and then opened her eyes and watched him.
More warmth flowed through her, and yet an odd sort of tightness gathered in her chest that had nothing to do with desire. She pulled her arms from beneath her head and stroked his head and then cradled him to her. Both sensations increased but it would’ve been hard to say if it was only emotion that created it or a combination of that and the tease of his tongue.
In a few moments, her mind shifted to focus entirely on the feel of his mouth as the warmth became heat and the heat began a molten river flowing through her body to her sex. The muscles along her channel began to flex and relax involuntarily. She felt the warm flow of her body’s natural lubricant seeping from the walls in anticipation of his possession. By the time he lifted his head and moved to her other breast, she was having trouble being still for him, trouble catching her breath. Her mouth had dried from the gasping pants she couldn’t seem to control. Her mind had clouded with a dizzying influx of nature’s pleasure drug.
She felt the rise of his own desire, as well, and that fed the fire his touch had begun. His breath had accelerated until he was breathing more heavily even than her. A faint quiver had begun in the hand that held her breast to his mouth. He ceased to tease with practiced flicks of his tongue and began to pull at her hungrily.
She arched her back in silent demand when he lifted his mouth from her breast, but he seemed oblivious to it, intent on exploring further. He traced a wandering path along her ribs to her belly and found places with his mouth and tongue that she’d had no idea were so sensitive that his lightest touch would make her belly quake and clench almost painfully.
She was so focused on the heated, torturous currents jolting through her, she hardly noticed, at first, when he dragged one knee up and pushed her leg to one side until he had nibbled along it from just above her knee to the top of her thigh. She jerked all over at the jolt that went through her when he sucked on that little patch of skin, trying to slam her legs back together.
He caught her other leg as she clamped his head between her thighs and pulled until she realized it was useless to try to struggle against his strength and yielded. His heated breath whispered over the lips of her sex as he turned his head and bit lightly at the opposite thigh. She gasped, and then gasped more sharply, clamping her hands on his head when he turned his head again and dragged his tongue along her nether lips, parting them with the tip and tracing a path upwards along the excruciatingly sensitive skin until he found a spot that was more sensitive than anything else.
She curled her fingers into claws as he paused to explore her clit, alternately flicking at it and sucking, too mindless within moments to decide whether she liked it or if it was too intense, if she could stand it. She decided she couldn’t. She couldn’t be still. She couldn’t process the jolts running through her.
She discovered he was not to be discouraged. For a few moments, she tried to fight him off and then, abruptly, such a rush went through her that it took her breath. She gasped hoarsely, trying to take in air, but the spasms were so intense she couldn’t seem to manage anything more than the hoarse attempts to breathe. She’d reached the point where she was nearly screaming before he finally lifted his head and allowed her body to cease convulsing in ecstasy.
Expelling a breath of relief, she went perfectly limp as all the strength left her body. When he released his grip on her legs, they fell to either side of her as limply as the rest of her body. She very quickly discovered, however, that the blood was still pounding in every pulse point.
Kane discovered them on his return path. She was so exquisitely sensitive his light kisses almost made her skin hurt, and she was thrashing almost as frantically for release by the time he reached her breasts as she had been when he’d tortured a climax out of her from pulling at her clit.
She groaned a little desperately when he began teasing her nipples, locking her arms around his head, struggling with the urge to beg him to stop. Thankfully, he moved upward after a very brief salute of each and nuzzled his face against her throat. “I pleasured you?” he asked hoarsely.
“My god, Kane!” Chloe gasped, catching his face between her hands and dragging him closer.
A shudder rippled all the way through him as he locked his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply, with desperation that told her how much it had taken for him to wait to pleasure her first. She pulled at him, urging him to penetrate her, lifting a leg to his buttocks and trying to pull his hips to her when he didn’t respond quickly enough to suit her. He broke from her mouth, gasping harshly, reached shakily between them to match his body to hers, and pumped his hips to sheathe his cock inside her. She was nearly as frantic as he was by the time he’d claimed her completely, bucking and pulling at him to try to help overcome the strain of her own body to yield to his girth.
A harder shudder traveled through him as he sawed slowly in and out a few times. He paused, breathing harshly against the side of her neck. The muscles along her channel quaked plaintively around his shaft, demanding stimulation. He caught his breath, held it a long moment and began to move with smooth even strokes. She clung, squeezing her eyes tightly as she felt the gathering inside of her. It rose higher and faster than she’d felt it before. Her body stammered at the edge of the precipice, teasing her until she’d begun to despair that it would give her what she wanted and then, when she felt him begin to shake, felt the jerk of his cock inside of her, her body exploded with release. A long, animalistic groan tore its way free of her chest at the force of it.
He encircled her with his arms, rolling onto his back and taking her with him. Replete, she lay limply on his chest, trying to catch her breath. Her belly clenched in an aftershock and he shifted his hands to her hips, bearing down on them. “You will push me out,” he muttered.
“You didn’t come?” she murmured tiredly.
“Yes … or you could not push me out. It is limp like the rest of me now.”
He sounded disappointed. “Then it doesn’t need to be in there.”
“I like it in there.”
She smiled against his shoulder and moved her face closer to his neck, nibbling light kisses there. “I don’t know what you did, but I think I liked it.”
He tensed slightly. “You do not know?”
She thought about it. “I’m not sure. You might have to do it a few more times before I’m completely sure.”
He drew away to study her face and abruptly grimaced. “My cock is dead now. Your pussy choked it.”
Chloe chuckled and then laughed.
“Now you have done it! You have pushed it out! Next time I will know not to make you laugh.”
* * * *
Chloe hadn’t actually believed Kane had clobbered Jared with the wrench until she saw him the following morning. He had a knot on his forehead the size of an egg, however. She stared at it, aghast, for several moments before she decided it might not be a good thing to draw attention to it when Reuel was sitting at the table.
There was very little that escaped Reuel’s attention, though. He was studying her with a mixture of irritation and amusement when she flicked a quick look at him. “The sex act has certainly calmed things down around here,” he said dryly. “Now if we can just tone down the accidents in the work place ….”
