“In me?” Penny begged, and then shook her head, frowning. “No, sorry, wait.”
“Wait?”
“Do it like you.”
“Huh?”
She propped herself up on her elbows, looking down on him as he paused in his lapping. She moved one hand down to trace his eyebrows, his forehead, his hair, watching his eyes flutter shut and listening to a contented sound emanate from his chest. “I wanna do it like you did. So good to me. Good at this,” she whispered. She remembered how his sweet words made her feel. Warm. Cherished.
“How does a bad guy love someone so good?” she asked. “As in, how are you good at it?”
“‘Cause love is always good,” he murmured, looking up, head on her thigh.
“Ohhh.”So much sense-making. Fevers should happen whenever life is hard.
Or not. That would probably not be a good thing.
But what was happening in her nether regions was an excellent thing. “Gonna make you come for me, all right, Penny?”
“Do I have a choice?” Penny let out a strangled gasp and fell back as two fingers invaded her, blessedly below her internal boiling point and doing delicious things to her sweet spot.
“Always have choices. I could stop. That’s a choice.” His tongue flicked over her clit as he spoke, making her stiffen and writhe.
“Take that one off the table. Coming is good. Then you're coming, okay? In my mouth. Or my pussy. Wherever, but it has to be inside, I have theories to test.”
“I never thought science could be so sexy. See? You make everything hot, baby.”
“Mmmmhmm. And also—my brain is cooling off. It gets overheated. And busy. I’m always so busy. Right now, I can focus on important stuff.”
“Like?” Fingers bewitched her, made her spasm and squeal, earning truths that she might otherwise hide out of a sense of decorum.
“Like the awesomeness of Brax. All the stuff in my head is clear. Is vampire cum clear?”
“Not mine.”
“Mine is.”
“You’re not a vampire.”
“That’s good. You’re not biting me, are you?”
He laughed at the moaning tone in her voice, the pleasure-filled haze she spoke in. “I’m about to do a little bit of it, but only the kind you’ll like.”
Blunt teeth and agile tongue worked together, trapping her clit, trapping her folds, wickedly working down, daring to take advantages—no,liberties, with his trusting partner. “Wanna see if you like some new things?”
“Like what?”
Tongue pushed into pink cleft, fingers spread her cheeks, and thumb massaged her tight pucker.
“Brax’s smart. Finds all the yummy places,” Penny rolled over onto her belly and stretched.
He kept licking her, lifting her hips up and off the bed, fingers driving in hard. “C’mere, face up, wanna see it...”
She rolled, moaning, splayed on his hand. “Not fair. You didn’t let me see you come!”
“I haven’t yet, you silly thing. You’ll get an eyeful when I do, I promise.”
“No eyes. Mouth or pussy.”
