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D onna’s head swam. She searched for what to say but the flood of sensations Savage sent through her pushed all sane thought from her head. Hell, it pushed all ability to think from her head.
His hands moving down her body didn’t surprise her. He’d done that the night before, when he’d shown her just how amazing she could feel, when touched by the right person. But when he’d followed the same path with his mouth, she’d tried to get him to stop, to push him away as he trailed his lips down to her belly button and past it.
“The light, shouldn’t we turn it off?” she asked.
“Not a chance. I want to see you. Watch you as you come apart around me. I want to see every thought across your face.”
Her face heated as his fingers parted her most intimate place, but she didn’t know what to do. How could he look at her there? Like that? When a rush of chilled air brushed across her skin, and every nerve in her body seemed to sit up and pay attention. A shiver shook her entire body as sensation after sensation swamped her senses.
Not knowing what else to do, she found her hands fisting in the blanket beneath her. A cry of surprise and pleasure ripped from her throat as Savage’s mouth closed over her core. His tongue danced over parts of her she’d barely known existed, much less that they could make her lose all sense of time and place. Her muscles tensed. Her mind went blank. Pleasure more intense than she’d ever known flooded her senses, turning the world white.
Unlike the night before when Savage had backed off and let her come down, this time he didn’t stop what he was doing, instead, he continued. When she once more became aware of what was happening, he’d eased back a little, but still licked and sucked a place where she never thought anyone would ever put their mouth.
She didn’t know how he seemed to know she’d come down from the peak of the pleasure but some how he did. He slipped what felt like two fingers deep inside her. She couldn’t help but groan at how full she felt as she stretched around him. Then his tongue flicked back and forth over that same bundle of nerves he’d hit last night. He did something with his hand inside her, brushed against something no one had ever touched before, causing her to jerk and twitch as the world seemed to disappear. All that existed was her and Savage and what he was doing to her.
This time she wasn’t sure if she blacked out or if everything was just so overwhelming but as her body relaxed, she realized he’d moved. Savage’s face now hovered over her. His gaze searching her face.
“You good?” His voice was low and husky.
She couldn’t speak, but nodded.
“Good.” He lowered his head and kissed her.
Donna didn’t hesitate to open her lips and let him dip inside. She tasted herself on him, and found she liked the unfamiliar, but tangy flavor. His hands roamed down her body, caressing and squeezing until she was aching and ready to beg for something, she wasn’t sure what, but she needed more. How could she need more after what he’d already made her feel? She didn’t know and couldn’t form the works to ask.
She was so lost to everything but the sensations, the feelings he was giving her that when he pulled away, even for a moment, her brain only functioned enough to know he was gone, and she wanted him back. Now.
She heard a cry of need, and it took her a moment to realize it had come from her. Before she could figure out where Savage had gone, he was back. His face hovering over hers. She reached for him, wanting nothing more than the amazing way he made her feel to continue. She wanted to feel him pressed against her, the wonderful sensation of peace he brought just with his presence. And she knew they weren’t done yet because while she’d never had an orgasm until Savage, he wasn’t the first she’d had sex with. She wouldn’t be in this situation if he was.
She felt him line himself up with her center and couldn’t help but wonder if maybe there was more to this part too. More than Noah had bothered to give her.
Slowly, as if afraid to hurt her, he pushed inside. The glorious feeling of being so full, yet needing something more, left her breathless.
“Babe.”
She didn’t know if he was begging her for something or if it was a prayer, and she didn’t care. All she knew was she didn’t want him to stop. She needed more.
Before she was aware of what she was doing, her arms found themselves wrapped around his body. She pulled him down, needing to touch him. When he was close enough, she kissed him, pouring every aching desire she had into the simple contact.
His hips moved away, causing him to pull out until only his tip remained inside her. She knew this was how it worked, still, she whimpered the loss into her kiss.
Donna didn’t have long to wait, because he thrust back into her, this time sinking all the way inside. An intense wave of pleasure had her throwing her head back, a wordless cry erupting from her as her fingers curled into his back.
Her body seemed to clamp down around him, but he never stopped moving. Every thrust seemed to drive her pleasure higher, higher, higher until she would have sworn she was somewhere among the stars. Then everything exploded and she lost track of time as she seemed to float, happy and sated, among the stars.