“Not when you’re going to ask stupid questions,” she sighed.
He trailed his knuckles along the inside of her right thigh and she cocked her knee. His brown eyes turned molten. He moved down to the end of the bed, pulling her with him, spreading her legs. Lisa gasped as she read the intent in his eyes.
Raiden leaned forward and licked softly through her wet folds. She held her breath, not sure what to think, what to feel. His fingers parted her lower lips and licked deeper and she heaved out a huge gasp of air.
Again and again, Raiden brushed his tongue through her sex. When she started to writhe out of control, gentle hands held her in place but he looked up at her.
“Are you okay with me holding you like this?” he asked.
Her eyes filled with tears.
Oh God, her man, so gentle and caring. “I will always feel safe and cared for with you.”
He went back to touching, licking, and tasting, then his tongue lapped against her clit and she shrieked as she ground her pelvis against his mouth. She let out a louder shriek when he pressed a thick finger into her tight sheath.
“God, yes,” she begged, her eyes shut tight as she spiraled upwards. His finger pushed deeper, then swirled, and her inner muscles clutched at him. Then she felt even more pressure as he added another finger. Her knees bent, her toes almost lifting off the bed as she tried to rise higher and closer to the sublime sensation.
“There’s my girl,” Raiden’s hot breath whispered against her wet heat. Then he sucked her clit into his mouth, his tongue raking against it. Lisa screamed as her orgasm powered through her.
* * *
Raiden didn’t know how he could feel so languid, so content, and so hungry at the same time. If he didn’t fuck Lisa in the next ten seconds, he knew he would combust. He crawled up the bed and pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair and tracing lazy circles on her back. Her trust unmanned him.
He didn’t know how many minutes or hours passed by, he only knew that he’d never felt better in his entire life. Lisa stirred against him, her hand moving, then her head moved and when she sucked his nipple into her mouth he arched into her kiss.
“Jesus.”
She licked at his pebbled flesh, her eyes flashing up at him from under her bangs.
“What are you doing?”
“I want more,” she whispered against his chest.
Raiden’s eyes closed, then she moved to his other nipple as her hand went down to his jeans, unbuttoned them, then slipped under the waistband. He felt her hesitate before she touched the tip of his cock.
“We don’t have to make love.”
Her hand moved further, then she stroked her hand down his cock and he groaned. Her hand stroked up, then down, then he stopped her.
“Let’s slow down.”
“Let’s not.” He heard the need in her voice. It was real. His woman was with him.
Raiden got slowly off the bed and pushed down his jeans and briefs, watching Lisa for any sign of trepidation. All he saw was need. He pulled out his wallet and grabbed a condom and rolled it on.
She started to push up and he shook his head. “Stay there, honey.”
She relaxed back on the bed. Her hands moved up to lie on either side of her head and she parted her legs.
God, she was killing him.
He laid down beside her and pulled her into his arms. “I need a kiss,” he whispered against her lips. He took her mouth, deep, hard, and wet. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She made little sounds of need and soon had her breasts rubbing against his chest. Raiden groaned.
“Now, Raiden.”
He trailed his fingers down her body to the heart of her. She spread her legs wider, her sex flowering open to his touch.
“Now, Raiden.”