“I love that you’re so fuckin’ wet for me.Chérie, I need your hot, sweet pussy wrapped around my cock,” he said huskily as he inched her backward toward the bed. When the backs of her knees hit the bed, she sat down, pulling him with her. He lay on top of her, their lips fused together as his palms skidded down her velvet skin before slipping under her ass, squeezing her luscious globes.
Drawing back slightly, she breathed in his ear, “I can’t believe I’m here with you.”
The molten steel of his eyes burned into hers. “I’m the fantasy that you’ve had in your mind.” Then he kissed her again. Hard. Deep. Wet. He pulled back and their gazes held each other’s, their lips raw with desire.
She shoved his shirt up and he tugged it over his head, kicking his boots off and shrugging out of his jeans and boxers as lust filled her eyes. He knelt next to her reclined body, his heated gaze roving over her nakedness. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful. I want to taste and feel every inch of your body.”
His chest hovered inches from her and she arched her back even more, trying desperately to press her tits against him, the desire to feel him against her skin overpowering. He chuckled and dipped his head down, brushing kisses across her cheeks and chin. He kissed and nipped her skin as his hands moved down her body. His mouth and tongue blazed a trail to her lacey panties and he grasped the waistband with his teeth, pulling them down as his hand lightly scratched her taut skin.
“Oh, Roche,” she murmured. Desire coursed through her, lacing around her nipples and sending jolts of pleasure to her throbbing sex. She’d never felt this alive, this desired, this cherished since she’d lost her virginity to him when they were teens. The feel of his mouth on her skin, his fingers on her quivering thighs, brought tears to her eyes.Careful. Don’t go over the edge.But at that moment, all she wanted was to feel him inside her, move in rhythm with him, and soar to euphoric bliss with his name on her tongue.
She looked over at him when he sucked in his breath, his shining black orbs focused on her glistening, shaved pussy. “Damn. I gotta taste you.” He spread her bent legs wide and nestled between them as she watched him intently. Slowly he licked her inner thighs, moving closer to her mound but never quite touching it. Each time his lips came close to her clit, she thought for sure that would be the time he’d touch her and release the throbbing ache, but he kept narrowly missing it.
“I need you to touch me. Please.” He chuckled against her inner thigh and goose bumps pebbled her skin from the warmth of his breath. “Please, Roche.”
“You begging me?” He chuckled again.
“I am. Please touch me.” She grabbed the back of his hair and tried to guide his mouth to where she urgently needed it to go, but he resisted her attempts.
“I’m getting there,chérie.”
She moaned and attempted to close her legs so she could rub them together and have some relief, but his hands anchored them exactly where he wanted them to be. The sweet pain pounded and she tried to touch herself, but he moved her hand away. The tension and desire he built inside her was over the top, and her craving for him inside her was fierce.
“I bet you taste delicious.” He looked up at her and grinned.
“Why don’t you find out?” She held her breath in anticipation of his wicked tongue on her sensitive and madly aroused sex.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He scooted down a bit and lapped her in one long sweep from her puckered hole to the top of her hood.Holy shit!Her stomach did several backflips and her nerves sizzled and zapped as he continued to lavish deep strokes over her most private part. She moaned and gripped the sheet, balling it in her hands. He looked up and caught her gaze, his lips and chin glistening with her juices.
“You taste fuckin’ sweet, just like I knew you would.” He slid his hands under her soft ass cheeks, clenched them, and pulled her closer to his eager mouth. Dipping his tongue back between her engorged folds, he swirled the tip of it in her juices while he sank a finger deep inside her. “Too fuckin’ good,chérie.”
She wanted to reply but her throat was too dry and her building tension rendered her speechless. All she could give him were guttural moans as she watched him lick and fingerfuck her to orgasm. She was on the brink of exploding when his hand went behind her knees and lifted her legs over his shoulder. Her eyes widened when she saw his thick, long dick positioned at her heated opening. “Oh” was all she could croak out.
He smiled as he leaned down and kissed her on the lips, his tongue plunging inside and tangling with hers so she tasted the musky sweetness of her arousal. He backed away and opened the drawer of his nightstand, withdrawing a condom. Rolling the sheath over his pulsing shaft, he winked at her. “I wanna feel your pussy clamped around my cock, squeezing the fuck out of it.” He held his dick in his hand and then, with one hard thrust, he buried himself in her.
Holy fuck!Her walls molded around his hardness, coaxing him in deeper as her arousal sent her senses reeling. He pulled out slowly and then pushed back in as his finger flicked her hard nub. Bending over, he kissed her again.
“You want it gentle or rough?” His words vibrated against her lips.
“Rough. I want toreallyfeel you.”
A wolfish grin crossed his face. “Très bien, chérie. I’ll give itallto you.” He withdrew and then began hammering her pussy hard and fast, pulling all the way out with each thrust before slamming back in. As he pounded her, his balls slapping against her ass drove her wild, and she thrashed and moaned each time he buried his dick inside her. With each plunge, her body moved up until her head hit the headboard. Leaning over, he placed a pillow behind her head and then continued his relentless, wild pounding of her dripping pussy. When his finger massaged the side of her beaded nub, the sparks that had been teasing her nervous system combusted; she flailed her head, wailed loudly, and shivered uncontrollably. Her release trembled through her, shaking her core with an intensity she’d never experienced before. A feral growl came from Rock as he stiffened and came, his pulses throbbing against her warm walls. Placing her legs on the mattress, he wrapped his arm around her waist and placed his damp forehead between her heaving breasts. Sweat misted over his body, and she raked her fingers through his hair before gently kissing his shoulder. He breathed deeply and rolled over, then tugged her close to him.
“That was fuckin’ amazing. Damn, woman, you know how to please a man.”
She smiled and lifted her head to plant a kiss on his chin. “You’re amazing.”
“It felt real good to be back inside you,chèrie. Real good.” He kissed the top of her head as his fingers lightly tickled her upper arm.
She wanted to tell him she felt the same way, that she wanted to stay with him forever, but she couldn’t. How could she destroy his life a second time? She had to face the reality that all she and Rock could ever have were memories. At least she’d given him a good one that night.
He held her tighter and soon his even breathing told her he was sleeping. She closed her eyes, happy to be safe in his arms again, even though it would be short-lived.
Chapter Thirteen
The aroma ofcoffee drifted up the stairs and seeped under the door crack, waking Clotille. Peeking through sleep-encrusted lids, the bright rays of morning stabbed through the open shutters. She shut her eyes again as she soaked in the warmth of Rock’s arm around her belly. She inhaled his familiar scent, then burrowed her head deeper into the crook of his arm.This is the first time in forever that I’ve woken up happy to start the day, and it’s all because of Rock. He’s wonderful. Maybe I can make this work.She brushed her fingertips over his arms and traced his colorful tattoos with her fingernail.I never liked tattoos, but I adore them on him.Shifting her body, she raised her eyes up at Rock and smiled when she caught his simmering gaze, a grin teasing at the corners of his mouth.
