He slides his fingers from my clit to my entrance and back to massage the tight bud of my ass. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right.”
I bite into my lip to stop a giggle. “I didn’t know there was a wrong way to fuck. Unless you slip into the wrong hole.”
“Like this?” His finger pushes through the tight muscles of my ass.
I clench and suck in a breath, my body on fire, desperate for a release.
“I’m not sure you could take my cock here. Not yet, anyway.” He crooks a finger inside me, summoning another moan from deep in my throat. “We’ll work up to that, nightingale.”
His lips kiss my neck. Lifting my pyjama top, he trails his mouth down my spine, kissing and licking, awakening every nerve until he reaches my behind. “You taste like oranges and cinnamon.”
“It’s my bubble bath,” I say with a breathy whimper.
With his rough hands, he massages my cheeks, his thumbs rubbing circles just above my ass. “I love these dimples here.” He kisses the divots there, his lips soft like cotton wool.
Spreading my cheeks, his mouth moves lower, his hot breath in the valley of my ass.
My muscles tense. “What the…what are you doing?” The fire in my belly intensifies. Flames lick my face, but the unfamiliar sensation is too nice to want him to stop.
“Relax.” His tongue pokes at my ass and I’m sure my eyes roll back in my head. With a moan from deep in my throat, my body sizzles with all the heat of an inferno.
“You like that?” He licks me again, applying more pressure with his tongue.
My limbs twitch, and another throaty moan escapes. This man and his sinful tongue is everything I crave.
He sucks and licks at my tight bud, giving it the same care and admiration he gave my clit the last time he was here. Poking his tongue through the walls of muscle, he fucks my ass, groaning as if he’s enjoying this as much as I am.
Arousal slickens my thighs. I should be embarrassed at how wet I am, but I’m too delirious to care. Shamefully pushing my behind into his face, willing his tongue to probe deeper.
“Does my nightingale need my cock now?”
I’m barely able to form words, with the intensity of his tongue, his hands, and his face between my cheeks, giving me allthe attention to detail a surgeon might give performing a life or death operation. With a tremble in my breath, I manage to croak out, “Yes, sir.”
He doesn’t let up on my ass. Sucking and rimming and, holy hell, my bones shake as if the ground is quaking beneath my feet, my knees weaken. He’s giving me a religious experience, glorifying me as if he’s a devout sinner and my ass is a temple, my body his church.
He bites into the fleshy part of my behind with another groan. “If I’m fucking you, I want you naked in bed, where I can worship you properly.”
25
SHANE
Ican’t get her up the stairs fast enough. Still blindfolded, with her hands cuffed behind her back, I spank her ass, hoping to hurry her along.
“Do you have to walk behind me doing that? It’s so degrading.” She’s out of breath as she reaches the top of the stairs.
“Sweetheart, I’m only getting started.” I yank the cuffs on her wrist as I reach the top step right behind her. Her back presses against my chest, and I tug on her hair to tilt her head so I can claim her mouth. I’ll never get enough of this woman.
My hand slips between her ass, sliding further between her touching thighs, loving how slippery she is. “I can’t wait to bury my cock in this delicious cunt.”
She gasps as I push three fingers inside her. Leaning against the wall next to her bedroom door, I make my nightingale sing with moans of pleasure as I work the tight walls, massaging the rough spot deep inside while I imagine what my cock’s gonna feel like snug in her channel.
With my hand working between her legs from behind, I reach my other hand around her hip and find her clit, strumming itwith the tip of my fingers like playing a guitar as she sings for me. The sound is music to my ears as my woman hits every chord.
Whispering in her ear, I say, “I want you chained to the bed, legs spread and begging for my cock.”
She nods, panting out with short breaths, “Yes. Yes.”
I pinch her clit ever so slightly. “Yes, what?”
