We seal our mouths together, and our middles mold together, warm skin against warm skin.
A slow shiver moves down my spine because his heat radiates against my skin. I like us this close. It's the excitement that I've been anticipating all night. My breath catches as his fingers move painfully slowly along the curve of my body as he removes the dress. It is a light touch, but it is powerful enough.
The fabric falls to the floor, and I slowly peer up at him, still in my bra and panties. His eyes skate up and down my body, and the corner of his mouth hitches up. "Beautiful."
I'm too confident to blush. It might have been a while but I’m not nervous. Especially with the way he looks at me. "So what do we do now?" My voice is sultry but playful.
His arm wraps around my middle, bringing me flush against his body.
"We don't stop," he replies directly.
"Good answer."
He falls back onto the bed, taking me with him, and I can't help but giggle as I roll to my side. "Uh, you still haveyour pants on. Not fair on the clothing quota." My hands trail beneath his bellybutton, feathery with my touch.
"Something tells me that you will find a solution to that." He assists me in the pursuit to unbuckle his pants.
I can't help it, and I pause when I see his half-naked body; biting my lip, I take in the view. "You're a crime to humanity."
He zips down and pulls the denim aside. "Wait until you see what else is in store."
Kicking his jeans off, he is quick to hover over me, and I can't help but notice his eyes have a primal need. A wicked smirk is faint on his face. I don't get to admire him for long, as his lips crash against mine.
Until this moment, we've been in a rush, a crazed pursuit to give in to the tension that has surrounded us for a long time. We slow down, and it only magnifies this moment. Maybe we both realize we don't need to hurry, which sets my body on fire.
Our eyes search, and I can only describe it as recognition to what we are doing.
The gentle kiss on my lips sends me into a sinking feeling only made more intense as his mouth travels down my neck, leaving a warm path, and I can't control the needy sound leaving me.
My hips rise because I need more contact from him. There is a wave of heat running through me that is desperate for more. I'm aching between my legs. Gosh, I could drown in the smell of his cologne; it's not too strong, but it tingles my nose.
"I want to kiss every part of this body," he murmurs against my skin.
I croon when his mouth covers the thin lace fabric over myhard nipple.
"No complaints from me," I breathe. I comb my fingers through his hair because I need to grip something. And even though I feel his hard cock under his boxer briefs, I can't help it; my fingers continue to rake down his body, my nails probably leaving marks on his back, but I can’t control it, as I’m so far on a mission for more that the thought of creating distance seems far too hollow.
The moment that I manage to grab his boxers’ waistband, his sinister throaty chuckle fills the room, and his mouth brushes down my stomach in unison with his body slithering down. He's made it impossible for me to put in effort to remove my bra.
"My way," he whispers in warning, adjusting his body, causing my thighs to open, and he lies on his stomach.
My entire body trembles in anticipation because his mouth feathers my skin near my hip bone.
"Fuck." I tighten my lips together because I have an idea of what he is about to do.
“I’ll start with my tongue. Then, if you are a good girl, I will give you more."
I hum a response that isn't one at all. It's my body becoming molten, and I’m unable to speak.
The moment his mouth covers the thin, soaked fabric between my legs, I moan. My clit is desperate for relief, and it's barely relieved when the tip of his nose hits that little spot while his tongue swipes up my slit. The indescribable sound he makes is a moan because he’s enjoying this as much as I am.
"Tyler," I plead.
The only response I get is his hands holding my hips down to enable his teeth to nip the fabric.
His sight glides up, and with purpose, his tongue darts out and circles my clit. I watch, and my pulse accelerates.Everything inside of me is on fire, straight down to my toes.
He hesitates, maybe waiting for my cue, so I nod once. He slips his fingers under my panties and pulls them down. Scooting up onto his knees, he drags the fabric as he raises my legs.
