I chuckled and ticked my chin at her. “I want to see you too.”
She grasped the sides of her shirt and lifted, pulling it over her head to reveal those amazing breasts hidden inside her bra.Mybra, actually. I’d recognized it the second she’d taken her top off this morning. This was the same one she’d worn the day she’d stormed into my office and stripped... and I’d never forget that moment.
So hot, it was seared into my brain.
“I have the panties that match that,” I reminded her.
“You do?” Her expression was wicked. “Good, because I don’t have any on right now.”
My brain emptied of thought, other than she’d outplayed me again. It was so fucking hot.
She leaned in, burying her mouth in the side of my neck, and I let her resume her plan of getting me naked. Her fingers curled around the waistband of my boxers, and she trailed a line of kisses down my chest as she lowered onto her knees, peeling the underwear down over my erection.
Her mouth was like warm silk. It was exquisite torture when she parted her lips and wrapped her tongue around me, putting one hand at the base and the other on my hip for control. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began to move on me. The power of it made me latch a hand on the doorframe to steady myself.
There was that weird tremble in me again.
Shit, I loved being under her command. Loved everything about her.
I stared down, watching the slick glide of my dick as it disappeared between her glossy lips. I was so fucking hard, and pleasure tightened deep in my stomach.
It felt like she was there teasing me for hours, but abruptly, she pulled back. Her gorgeous blue eyes fluttered open to look up at me, her hand still clenched around my dick.
“English,” she ordered then resumed the pleasurable torture I didn’t want to end. I’d been talking in German again.
“I love fucking your hot mouth.” When she moanedher approval, the vibration made a panicked word punch from my lips. “Wait.”
I’d gotten so much closer than I’d intended, but thankfully, she paused.
I pulled her to her feet and guided her deeper into the room. When we reached the bed, I sat her on its edge and tried to catch my breath as I pulled her leggings down her ridiculously long legs. She hadn’t lied about not wearing any panties today. The concept that she’d made this choice when she dressed this morning, hoping for this moment, made me want to lose control.
But instead, I focused. I eased her down onto her back, grasped one of her bare ankles, and dropped a kiss there. I took a knee beside the bed and slowly worked my way up, pressing my lips to every mark of violence along the way as if I could remove them.
Her legs were dotted with goosebumps, but I could tell she wasn’t cold. This was excitement. Anticipation. Her chest moved rapidly with hurried breath, and she watched the steady journey of my mouth as it marched across her skin, all the way until my head was between her thighs.
Kara arched off the bed at the first contact of my tongue. One single pass and she gasped, wordlessly demanding more. So I put my hands on the insides of her thighs, urging her legs farther apart, and used my fingers to peel her open to me.
When I caressed her clit with the tip of my tongue, she began to writhe, frantic and desperate. Her fingers speared into my hair, holding me in place so she could be the one moving, the one who was in control. Her body rocked against my mouth, fucking my face, and it was so insanely hot, my dick flexed. I had totake one hand off her for a moment so I could reach down and squeeze myself. I clenched hard against the ache she caused.
She was so fucking perfect. All wet and lush and desperate for what only I could give. And before I was ready for it, her legs suddenly began to quake, and she gasped so loudly it could only mean one thing.
“That was quick,” I murmured.
I gave her a few moments to recover before I resumed what I’d been doing. Fingers clawed at my shoulder, and I heard some sort of protest about making it fair, but I ignored it. I wasn’t prepared to be done.
I hadn’t even used my hands yet.
“Take off your bra,” I whispered. When she didn’t move immediately, I added, “Or we can just do this all day.”
I buried a finger where she was wet and hot.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
She bowed up off the mattress so she could slide her hands behind her back, and a second later the clasp was released. The bra tangled in her arms as her trembling hands pulled it off, and it was left on the sheets beside her. I smoothed a palm up the curves of her body and grasped one of her now bare breasts, finding her skin feverish.
My mouth on her, one hand on her breast and another inside her, and I needed her to come again.
“Shawn,” she whined as I sank a second finger inside her and increased the speed of my tongue, sucking at her clit. Shit, there was nothing sexier than the way she said my name. I didn’t think I could have possibly gotten harder until that happened, paired with her arriving orgasm.
