“I told you, I get my pleasure seeing you get yours. Besides, I will be getting something out of it. I will get to know the way you taste there.”
He said it as if knowing such a thing was important to him. Why? But then maybe there were some things meant for her to find out. Besides, she knew deep down that she couldn’t deny him…or herself. So, releasing a deep breath, she said, “In that case, Cobra Masters, taste away.”
CHAPTER 20
Cobra doubted that Desiree realized the gift she was giving him. He would be the first guy to ever go down on her, the first guy to ever know her taste there. And he deemed it an honor to show her just how miserably those other two men had failed.
A real man would make his lady’s pleasure the ultimate goal. And she was his lady, although he had yet to convince her of that. But before the night ended, she’d know she was his.
Drawing her even closer to him, he took her mouth with a hunger only she could ignite within him, tangling their tongues as he reveled in her taste. This was how it was supposed to be, and how it would always be with them. He loved her, and although he did not expect her to feel the same way about him yet, he believed in his heart that one day she would.
He was one of the Masters of the Game. And now that his game had become serious, he wouldn’t hesitate to use every weapon at his disposal to prove that he wanted a more meaningful relationship with her. What was between them was significant, and he intended to show her just how much. No matter how long it took. His days of avoiding commitment were over.
He broke off the kiss, filled with an urgency to taste her everywhere, especially parts of her where he had touched or tasted before. He wanted to refamiliarize himself with those areas. He’d loved how her nipples had hardened in his mouth, and this time it wouldn’t only be his finger massaging her clit. He intended for his tongue to take full control.
He eased down on the sofa with her beneath him and began unbuttoning her blouse to reveal a black lace bra. He loved a woman in lace. After removing her bra, his lips tilted into a hungry smile as he savored the beauty of her breasts.
Leaning in, he captured a nipple with his mouth and began sucking hard. Her moans encouraged him to continue what he was doing, then he shifted to the other nipple. At the same time, his finger slid under her skirt to stroke her inner thigh.
“Cobra…”
He loved the way she said his name as passion escalated within her. “Yes, baby, I’m here and won’t be going anywhere.”Not now or ever, he thought.
Cobra’s hand moved up her thigh, inching his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties. From the texture of the material, he could tell it was also lace, likely black, to match her bra. Inserting one finger inside of her, he found her hot and wet, just like he wanted her to be. She was ready.
Releasing her nipple, he moved back to her mouth, intending to kiss his lady senseless, until she couldn’t think straight, and until she felt the world fall away.
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Desiree truly thought Cobra was trying to drive her mad with desire. The way his mouth had taken her breasts had nearly done her in. Then, when he had slid his finger inside of her, she had to fight to stop herself from coming apart in his arms. And now he was back, making love to her mouth and scrambling her thoughts.
He broke off the kiss, leaned back, then eased down the side zipper of her skirt. “Lift up, sweetheart.”
The moment she did, he slid off her skirt and tossed it to join her blouse and bra on the coffee table. “Just what I thought,” he said, staring down at her. “Black lace panties.”
“You don’t like lace?” she asked in a ragged whisper, trying to recover from the mind-blowing kiss he had just given her.
“On the contrary, I love lace. But then, I would love cotton if you’re the one wearing it.”
He then slowly eased her panties down her legs, baring her entire body to his gaze. When she tried covering her middle with her hand, he said, “Don’t ever be embarrassed or shy with me, Desiree. You’re beautiful, and I love every inch of you.”
He loved every inch of her? Surely, that hadn’t been what he had meant. He probably intended to say that he liked looking at her body. But before she could give his words more thought, he wrapped her legs around his neck, lifted her hips, nudged her thighs apart, and lowered his head.
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Oh my!Desiree felt the warm tongue penetrating her go deep, and then deeper. Holding tight to her hips, he began devouring her the same way he had taken her mouth earlier. It was as if he couldn’t get enough of her. His tongue was insatiable…and she was loving every minute of it.
If he thought he was priming her for what was to come three months from now, she had news for him. She doubted she could last that long. It felt as if every inch of her sex was being sensuously invaded by his tantalizing tongue. When that same tongue suddenly touched a certain part of her, shocks of pleasure nearly stole the breath from her lungs.
Her orgasm was building, and she had a feeling he knew it, because his heated licks became even more forceful. And when what felt like a volcanic eruption started to explode inside of her, his tongue delved even deeper. She screamed his name over and over, until she was certain she didn’t have any voice left. The pleasure kept coming, tearing her apart as the orgasm seemed to go on and on.
Desiree moaned deep in her chest when he gave her womanly core one long, deep lick before lowering her legs from around his neck. Then he leaned in to capture her mouth, and she could taste herself on his lips.
This orgasm had seemed more powerful than the other two combined. That said a lot about how primed she was for more…and Cobra’s incredible skills in the bedroom.
For the first time ever, she felt like a true sexual being. There was no embarrassment, no shame. She wanted to own her womanhood, to take full and proud possession of it. And more than anything, she wanted to use it to satisfy Cobra. If she could give him even a fraction of the pleasure he had given her on three different occasions, then she would do her best. He’d always talk about the kind of kiss she deserved. Maybe it was time to show him what he deserved as well.
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