With that playful grin still on his face, he massaged her small breasts, flicking his thumb over her nipples. He trailed his fingertips down her abdomen, and fleshbumps followed in their wake. Gemma couldn’t help but whimper.
When his fingers hooked the hem of her trousers, she lifted her hips on instinct.
Christian chuckled as he pulled both her trousers and panties down her legs and onto the floor. She placed her feet on the edge of the bed and opened her legs to him, her heartbeat pounding in her ears.
His ravenous eyes roamed down her body. Gemma bit her lip, desperate for his touch. Heat burned every area that his gaze drifted to. She’d never seen such hunger in his stare, and it set her heart on fire.
Eyes bright, Christian skimmed his palms down her thighs. She shuddered at the gentle touch.
“Can I ask you to do something for me?” he said.
“Anything.”
“Touch yourself.”
By the blazes. . . He had never been so forward before.
Stars, it was attractive.
His gaze followed Gemma’s unburned hand as she slid it down her stomach and between her legs. Boldness filled her chest.
“You mean like this?” she asked in a sultry voice, rubbing her clit slowly and savoring the blush that rose on Christian’s cheeks.
He palmed his cock, released a long breath between pursed lips, and gave her a nod.
Every nerve in her body fluttered as she continued to massage her clit, and the sight of his building arousal made her feel sexier. Powerful. She tipped her head back, closed her eyes, and focused on the pleasure her own touch elicited.
Several moments passed before warm lips kissed the inside of her thigh. Gemma opened her eyes to the sight of Christian kneeling on the floor. He pulled her hips forward until they were barely on the edge.
“Stars, you are so fucking sexy,” he said, slipping two fingers inside her.
Gemma moaned and moved her hand away—
“No, keep going. I want this memory burned into my mind for the rest of my life.”
She obeyed, resuming a steady rhythm on and around her clit.
Christian pressed his fingers against her upper wall, moving them in sync with her pace. The ecstasy was instantaneous and overwhelming. Her head pressed hard into the mattress as tingles started in her toes and propelled up her legs. Heat flooded through her; her breaths grew loud; her legs shook.
She came around Christian’s fingers as a visceral moan tore from her body.
He growled against the inside of her thigh before removing his fingers.
Seconds later, she was in the middle of the bed, and Christian was on his elbows and knees, between her legs, kissing her lips as if he could freeze time.
Gemma wrapped her legs around him, drawing his hips closer to hers, but he shifted just enough that his hard cock hit her thigh instead of entering her like she’d wanted. She groaned into his mouth.
Christian smiled before kissing along her jaw to nibble on her ear. “Not so fast. I want to take my time with you, remember? Cherish you.”
She whimpered, fleshbumps rising over every inch of her skin.
Christian’s lips trailed down her neck. Gemma dug her fingers into his upper arm when he sucked at the skin where her neck met her collarbone. She moaned loudly, lifting her hips and looking for some kind of friction to satiate her untamable need. The tip of his cock brushed her clit. Breathlessly, she reached down to guide him inside—
He kissed from her sternum to her abdomen, shifting down the bed so his hips no longer hovered over hers.
Gemma almost screamed. Her pussy was throbbing. With a frustrated growl, she stuck her fingers in his hair and nudged his head down between her legs. He laughed against the inside of her thigh.
His fingers spread the lips of her pussy. “I take it you want me to do this.” Christian licked up her center.
