“Good,” I all but purr, my voice hoarse with need.
His mouth captures mine again, this time deeper, more demanding, while his hand slides down over my bare stomach, past the waistband of my thong. He hesitates—just long enough to glance up and meet my eyes.
I bite my lip, pleading with my eyes.
He slips his fingers beneath the fabric. I’m dripping for him.
“Fuck,” he growls.
“You do this to me,” I admit, heat rising.
His lips smash mine again as his fingers stroke through me, slow and teasing. My thighs tremble around his hand. I run my hand up into his hair, burying my face in his neck as my hips move of their own accord.
“That’s it,” he says, breath hot against my skin. “Use me. Let me take care of you.”
My body obeys before my brain can catch up, heat building, cresting like a wave about to break. His fingers move in perfect rhythm, the pad of his thumb circling just right. I moan as pleasure hits me all at once.
I shatter with his name on my lips.
He kisses me through it, gentle now, hand stilling as I throb beneath him. My whole body pulses with aftershocks, my breath ragged.
When I open my eyes, his are already on me.
Tex strokes his knuckles along my cheek. “I’ve never wanted someone the way I want you.”
“Me either,” I breathe.
Tex gives me a devilish smirk as he drags his tongue down to my breast, circling around my nipple then sucking it into his mouth. I moan and he kisses down my stomach. I lift my hips as he pulls off my panties.
“I’ve thought about this.” He kisses along my hip. “About you.” His eyes molten. “About tasting you.”
Then his mouth is on me.
Warm, slow pressure makes my entire body jolt.
“Tex… sensitive.”
“Don’t worry, baby, I got you.” He smiles. His tongue moves with purpose, teasing and relentless, and my hips buck before I can stop them. He grips my thighs tighter, holding me still as he devours me like he has all the time in the world—like this was what he’d been starving for.
My fingers thread into his hair as pleasure coils low and tight, overwhelming in its intensity. He groans when I pull him closer, the vibration sending another wave crashing through me.
“You’re so fucking sweet,” he mutters against me. “So good…”
One hand moves away from my thigh and his fingers plunge into me as he continues feasting on me. I moan loudly, my hips grinding against his face and fingers, chasing the release that is just there.
He growls against me, sucking my clit hard into his mouth, pressing his tongue against it, flicking it furiously.
I come undone, everything melting away. I press against him as he continues to pump his fingers in and out of me, prolonging my release. My body tingles, my toes curl. His name on my lips over and over like a chant.
He moves up my body and grinds his hard cock against me, straining against his pants, moaning into my mouth as we kiss.
“I want to make you feel good.”
He looks into my eyes. “You’re in control, babygirl.”
I kiss him, pushing myself up, and he backs onto his knees without breaking our kiss. I shift and slowly push him to lay on his back.
“My turn indeed.” I climb on top of him.
