He cages me with his arms, rolling his hips so his hard length rocks against my core. “I could make you come again like this. Or…I could taste you.”
“Please…” I don’t know what I’m asking for. Just…him. In every way.
Slowly, like he’s an animal on the prowl, he inches toward the foot of the bed. His hands stroke along my thighs, to my knees, my calves. I’m whimpering now. Even through my jeans, I can feel the heat of him.
He tugs off my boots, then his, before he finally, blessedly, slides my jeans down my hips. They land on the floor next to my sweater, followed closely by his shirt.
The muscles of his arms cord as he positions himself between my thighs and runs his nose over the lace covering my mound. A growl rumbles in his throat.
One finger traces the edge of my panties. It’s too much and not enough at the same time. “You are dripping for me.” He brings his finger to his lips, and—holy God—sucks it into his mouth.
His eyes darken. “I knew you would be delicious.” Dipping his head, he kisses from my knee almost to my mound, but stops just short. “These have to go.”
I agree, but the sound that escapes my lips isn’t a word so much as a desperate whimper. Gabriel works the lace over my ass and down my legs. My bra is next, and he sits back on his heels, drinking me in. No man has ever made me feel this sexy. Thiswanted.
He parts my thighs wider, leans down, and runs his tongue through my folds. The feather-light touch threatens to undo me. I moan, and he rears up and kisses me so hard, I feel it all the way down to my clit. My taste lingers on his tongue.
“Fuck me, Gabriel.” I’m not above begging. “Please.”
His low chuckle holds the promise of more, but he shakes his head. “I am not done with you yet, Willow. Not by a long shot.”
Gabriel
The naked woman in front of me is my sun. My moon. My stars and my sky. Now that I have tasted her, I do not know how I will ever go back to the celestial realm and leave her alone.
You will not have a choice.
I push those dark thoughts away. For this moment, we belong only to each other.
Her sex weeps for me. Positioning myself between her creamy thighs, I savor every little moan. Each time her breath catches in her throat. The tremble of her muscles. The look in her eyes.
My second taste is better than the first. She’s so wet, her arousal glistens over her thighs. I kiss each of her lower lips in turn, then slide a finger into her channel. “You are so tight,deliciae.”
“Been…a long time,” she pants.
I find her clit with my tongue, tracing patterns over the hard nub. She starts to writhe. “No. Not yet.” I press one arm over her thighs, pinning her in place. A second finger joins the first, working her channel as I continue to suck on her clit.
Her stomach trembles, her heels dig into the thin mattress. She grabs for my shoulders, my hair.
“Hold onto me,” I say, letting my words vibrate against her sex.
A cry spills from her lips. Arching her back, she thrusts her hips up to meet my tongue. I add a third finger, stretching her, curling them until I find her G-spot. At the same time, I score my teeth along her hard nub.
“Come for me, Willow. I need…all of you.”
Her entire body stills a second before she shatters into pieces. Another scream—my sun and star is far from quiet when she comes—and I gather her into my arms.
Sweat beads between her breasts. I kiss a path from her navel to her throat, savoring the way each part of her body has its own unique flavor. Her nipple is sweet. The underside of her breast salty. Her sex are like the ocean after a storm. Her shoulder tastes of my soap. Her neck, my shampoo. Her lips…for now, her own arousal. Soon…maybe more.
I pull the blanket over us, holding Willow close. I love how she turns to me. How she tangles our legs together. Smoothing my hand over her hair, I breathe in her scent. I could live in it.
One taste, and I will never be the same again. Going back to the celestial realm after this and surviving? Impossible.
Willow’s handtrails up my chest to toy with my nipple. “Careful,deliciae. Do not start something you are not ready to finish.”
“I’m ready.” She pushes onto an elbow to peer down at me. “It’s my turn now.”
“That sounds like another challenge.” My lips curve, and I arch a brow. “I very much enjoyed the last one.”
