Chapter 9
CHAPTER 9
C hristos
All the memories of pleasure I’d experienced in the past were gone. Vanished. There was nothing but this woman at this moment.
And I planned on taking full advantage of her teasing ways.
Valencia was a vixen hidden beneath doctor’s attire. But her heart was embroiled in wickedness. I chuckled to myself as I carried her through the apartment, heading to one of the bedrooms. The way she continued struggling only fueled my intense longing. I smacked her bottom as I walked, issuing several growls to remind her that she was now under my direct control.
Was this a good idea? Probably not, but I’d never been a man to follow even my own rules.
Either in play or business.
“There,” she pointed as she lifted her head, indicating the bedroom that was already prepared for ownership. I took long strides inside, amused she’d already flicked on a single light.
The bed was massive. Just the way I preferred. I wasn’t in the mood to waste additional time, even though her tempting methods had pushed me into a state of arousal I’d never reached before.
I gently eased her onto the bed, taking a moment to brush my fingers down her face to her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume. She was a wildcat in disguise and I had a feeling the push and pull we shared would make for an incredible journey.
Wherever that took us.
Her eyes never left mine as I backed away, pointing at her as a reminder to remain right where she was. With her hair splayed out on the pillow, the sight was more breathtaking than I’d envisioned. She could certainly make a man ravenous.
Even though her thong was nothing but tattered lace, I was gentle in my movements as I rolled the thin material down her legs. The thin veil of covering had given her confidence. When she was fully naked, her face immediately flushed, her breathing more ragged than it had been the entire time we’d known each other.
She watched my every move as I pulled the slip of material to my mouth and nose, breathing in deeply. “Sweet. Just like the woman.”
“You’re mistaken. I’m never sweet.”
“I guess we’ll see about that. Won’t we?”
I yanked off my shirt, pitching it aside, kicking off my shoes seconds later. The draw to her was driving my libido to the insane point. Unable to resist, I moved closer once again, lifting her leg. She studied me as I bent over, pressing a kiss against the top of her foot.
When I rubbed the pads of my fingers down the inside of her leg, she laughed. This time the sound was filled with a nervous energy. And excitement. I kissed her other foot, licking up to her leg while running my fingers along the inside of both. After crawling on the bed, I placed her heel on my shoulder, the deep breath I took inhaling the sweet scent of her raging desire.
My cock was at full attention, the ache tremendous. Toying with her would need to be kept to a minimum. I blew across one knee before planting a kiss on her inner thigh. She was wet, the sweet scent of her pulling at the beast inside. My mouth was watering, the need to drive my tongue deep inside her tight channel unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
I lifted her buttocks off the comforter, spreading her long legs wide open. When I blew across her swollen pussy lips, she gasped and arched her back, rising onto her elbows.
“You’re a true beast.”
With a simple jerk of my head, I licked only once, slathering my tongue down the length of her pussy. “What makes you think that?”
“Because you take what you want.”
Her pussy glistened in the soft glow of the light, the view magnificent. “You’re right.” I could lose all control around her. I pushed my mouth and nose against her slickened pussy lips, immediately thrusting my tongue inside.
“Oh, sweet Lord,” she murmured and thumped back onto the bed, instantly covering her face. I highly doubted she was embarrassed. With a smile on my face, I licked and sucked her tender clit, almost instantly making her squirm.
The taste of her was like fine wine, a hint of raspberries and a dash of cherries. I could consume her easily, but decided to tease her in retaliation. My God, she was fun to play with.
My hunger was too intense, the need to feast and fuck creating a deep fog. I rolled the tip of my index finger around her clit several times before pinching the tender tissue.
She moaned in response, the sound forcing me to drive two fingers deep inside her channel. She was tight, more so than any woman I’d enjoyed. It would be a pleasure stretching her with my thick cock.
I returned to swirling my tongue around her tender bud, sucking every few seconds while I drove another finger inside.
Valencia panted, her fingers now clutched around the soft bedding. There was something exciting about the way she undulated her hips, pushing her sweet cunt against my lips. I was a ravenous man, desperate for more of her.
“Oh, yes. Lick me. You’re so… Amazing.” Her words were muted, so soft I had to listen carefully.
I lifted my head, studying the way her nose was scrunched and her lips were pursed. I rubbed my fingers up to her chest, pinching and twisting the same nipple she’d teased me with before. Two could play at that game.
My desire for her was shoving aside all sense of decency. I resumed licking, feasting as if this was my last meal. If that was so, at least it would be memorable and delicious. I licked her furiously, driving all four of my flexed fingers deep inside.
She squirmed, driving her heels into the bed.
“Are you ready to come for me?”
“Yes. God, yes.” There was also something sinful about the way she tossed her head from one side to the other. I could do nothing more than watch her squirm for hours.
However, my cock would object, betraying me every minute I wasted by not being inside of her.
I dragged my tongue down the entire length of her wetness, savoring every drop as her lithe body quivered in my hold. The stunning American doctor certainly knew how to make a man feel invincible.
The enjoyment of tasting her raw was cut short when her entire body tensed. I sensed she was close to coming.
“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh!” Valencia’s last syllable was a distinct scream only cut short when she slapped her hand over her mouth. Hell, I wanted her to scream out my name every time she came.
The thought was riveting as I refused to back down, licking and sucking on her sweet juice with utter fervor. I couldn’t seem to get enough, driving my tongue past her quivering folds to consume every drop.
Her entire body was stiff, her fingers yanking at the comforter. No woman had reacted with such emotion. She was truly lost to the moment of pure ecstasy. As one orgasm swept into another, I felt vindicated for how roughly I was about to take her.
I spread her pussy lips wide, savoring every last drop as she slowly began to relax. Only when I kissed the inside of one leg and the other did she open her eyes, panting and licking her lush lips.
She was murmuring in a light whisper as I crawled on the bed, planting my hands on either side of her. The look in her eyes was as sinfully delicious as the woman. She pressed her hand against my chest, her fingertips kneading my skin. “You are…”
“Yes?”
“You are one dangerous man.”
“Mmm… Why is that?”
“Because,” she muttered, forcing to lick her lips before finishing. “You undo me.”
Lowering my head, I kissed her lips and she lifted off the pillow, arching her back. The feel of her fingers rolling over my shoulders kept me electrified. I pressed my cock against her stomach, doing nothing more than fueling her anticipation.
She thrust her tongue past my lips, attempting to dominate what could never be controlled. I grabbed her tongue with my lips, sucking as she moaned into the intimate moment.
When I finally pulled away, I pressed my finger across her lips. “Do not move.”
The feisty vixen dared to tease the beast again, licking my finger as a way of her tart answer. After crawling off the bed, I unfastened my belt and the look in her eyes created quite a stir inside my body. I’d never marked a woman before, had never punished one out of intimacy or necessity. Why did I crave having her experience the combination of pain and pleasure?
And why did I long to have every other man she come in contact with know she belonged to me?
I tugged the thick strap from my pants loop by loop. All the while she watched me intently, her eyes glassed over. Yet I tossed it aside. Perhaps I’d use it on her rounded bottom after I was finished ravaging her.
When I was fully undressed, she opened her eyes wide. Every time she pursed her soft lips, I wanted to devour them. As she allowed her gaze to fall, for the first time, it felt good to be wanted.
Perhaps losing all sense of control wasn’t as detrimental as I’d once believed.