He grins and licks his lips. “I want to try something else. Tell me if this feels good.”
He pushes the tip of his finger inside me and then advances it slowly. He pulls back and pushes it in again. And again.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes, but it would be even better if you were licking me while you do that.”
He doesn’t hesitate, his mouth going down on me again.
Every nerve in my body is awake, pulled tighter with each movement. The sensation builds steadily, coiling low in my stomach, making it harder to think and breathe.
“Harder,” I whisper, my fingers tightening in his hair. “Please, Dane. Give me more.”
He follows my lead, his movements growing stronger and more confident. The tension builds and builds and builds.
“Dane, something’s happening.”
The tension coils tighter and tighter until it’s almost unbearable, a pressure building so deep and insistent I can’t stay still. My hips move against his mouth without me meaning them to, chasing something I’ve never felt before.
“Oh God, Dane.”
A wave of sensation pulses where his mouth and fingers are working. My thighs clamp around his head, my back arching offthe mat. My fingers twist in his hair, holding him there. If he stops now, I won’t survive it.
“Ooh… ohh—” The broken sound that comes out of me sounds like someone else.
A wave of pleasure follows before the first has even finished, his tongue moving through it relentlessly, his finger still rubbing that place inside me that makes everything go black.
My whole body shakes with it. I feel it everywhere—tingling in my fingertips, my face going warm, my hearing fading in and out like I’m slipping under.
He eases only when I go limp beneath him. My grip loosens in his hair, and my legs tremble on either side of his shoulders. He presses one last kiss against me—soft this time, almost careful.
And then he moves up my body. There’s something satisfied, and a little amazed, in his expression.
I look up at him, wrecked and completely undone. For the first time, I understand what I’ve been missing.
I let out a shaky breath, my cheeks still warm. “Was that okay for you? Doing that, I mean?”
A slow smile spreads across his face. “Are you kidding me? I loved every second.”
Something in his tone makes my pulse jump again, even through the haze.
I manage a small, breathless smile back at him. “Good. It’s my turn now.”
Chapter 12
Dane Gallagher
Well,well, well. Looks like someone is ready to explore the darker side of her reading list.
Lucky me.
She starts at my neck, pressing soft kisses along my collarbone, then lower on my chest and stomach. I watch her move down my body, and my pulse kicks harder with every inch.
The sight of her kneeling between my legs makes my cock throb with anticipation.
She’s obviously never done this before, but the way she looks right now—focused and intent—you’d never guess it.
She grins and leans down, pressing a soft kiss just above my cock.
