10. Naked Bootleg #2
Groaning, his mouth left hers, drifting down, his tongue tasting each bead of water along her dampened shoulder, her collarbone. Flying weightless, she landed on the mattress. When had they made it this far?
He chucked his t-shirt and dove after her. Picking up where he’d left off, he kissed a trail between her breasts. Hands free now, he placed each around her breasts, tracing his thumbs along her curves. Taking a tight, pink bud in his mouth, he laved, sending electric shocks straight to her core.
Arching to meet him, she gasped, needing to feel his hands, his tongue, over every inch of her body.
Instead of the delicate touch she’d expected, he tightened his grip, kneading, gentle, intense. Shifting, he took the other breast in his mouth, sucking hard until she cried out, soaring halfway to orgasm on impact.
As she crested, feeling a thrill in places she’d never imagined, he trailed his tongue lower, nipping along her side, kissing again.
When he settled between her legs, pressing his lips to her, she nearly booked it out of there. Holy shit, she hadn’t… No, no dwelling on the past. Rebound meant exploring what she’d been missing for too long.
Easing her thighs apart, she surrendered to sensation. Seeming to sense her hesitance, he kissed the inner curve of her thigh, and then asked, “This okay?”
She nodded her head against the pillow. “Yes.”
“You sure? You hesitated. I promise, I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.” She couldn’t see it, but she could feel him grinning against her skin.
She laughed again. “Really. Yes, I hesitated. Then I remembered we’re rebounding, and I am open to trying… new things. I don’t even want to think about it, but, well, I’ve never been with anyone but my ex, and… this wasn’t his thing.”
“Shit, I’m sorry. Well, stay open for me and I’ll make it worth your while. I’ve been dreaming about how you might taste since the moment I laid eyes on you. Okay, so maybe not that moment. I am attracted to your brain too, but—”
She giggled and interrupted him, “Shut up and kiss me again.”
“Yes ma’am.”
And he did. With the lightest touch like she was a priceless artifact, he pressed his lips to her center. The zing shot straight to her head, her breath catching in her throat. Whispering, she bit her lip and smiled, “Do that again.”
“Anytime you want,” he murmured, his breath warm against her sensitized skin. “Tell me what you like.”
He kissed again, a little more pressure this time.
Again, longer. He tasted, then he kissed her again.
“More,” she breathed.
“I’m getting there,” he laughed. “But boss me around all you want.”
This time, his tongue ran the length of her, and again, pressing, lapping her up like she was the best delicacy he’d ever tasted, his groan proving it. He kept going, adding more with each pass.
Her breath came quicker, her soprano moan rhythmically cheering him on. As she was about to come out of her skin, floating above the bed, his tongue slipped down and plunged into her. More desperate, thrilled, she begged for more.
And more he gave. Again and again, harder, faster, softer, then he shifted and sucked hard like he had her breast. Crying out, she rocketed off the planet.
Coming up, dragging his thumb over the corner of his lip, he licked her off the tip of his thumb and grinned. “Never?”
She shook her head. “I’m glad I picked you for my rebound.”
Still grinning, he snagged the box of condoms off the floor and tore it open. “We’ve got this whole box to go through. It may not all happen tonight, but let’s see how far we get.”
Giggling, she rose to her knees as he moved to roll on the first. “Wait a sec.” She shook her head. Moving closer, she grasped his cock in her hands, trailing her fingers over the satin shaft. Solid in her grip, she explored, finding out what made him even harder.
“Okay, I can’t take much more; that box will be rendered useless if I embarrass myself now.”
Looking up at him, she held her hand out. Following her idea, he slapped the condom in her palm like a lucky high five. Rolling it over his shaft, she took her time.
“Dammit, Haley. I’m serious about things getting critical down there.”
She backed up on the mattress and crooked her finger to beckon him closer.
Arm wrapping around her waist, he lowered her down to the bed. She looped one leg around his hips, pulling him tight against her. Hovering at the precipice, sweat already beading on his forehead, he kissed her sweetly, then plunged deep inside.
Already primed from his mouth on her, his delicious torment, she cried out as she swiftly rose with him.
He took the next few movements slow and steady, but she wrapped her other leg around him and gripped his hips, driving him with her. “Now,” she whispered in his ear. She couldn’t slow down, needing him to keep up with the frenzied rhythm.
Rocking with her, moving, thrusting, they came fast and hard together.
Pressing his forehead to hers, as spent as she, he whispered, “Thanks for picking me for your rebound.”
“You are very welcome,” she teased. He brushed his lips over hers, smacked her playfully on the ass, and stood up. Disappearing for a few moments, he returned from the bathroom spectacularly nude.
She leaned up on one elbow. “Gotta say, if I’d had any idea you looked like that under all that gear, I might have ditched that asshole I was married to sooner and have seduced you like all those other groupies.”
He hopped back onto the bed next to her. Kissing her again, he grinned and pulled away. “There’s no time like the present. You can seduce me anytime you want.”
Running her hand along his deltoid, his bicep, along ridges she didn’t know the names of, she probably should have felt silly saying out loud, “I had no idea muscles were so damn sexy.”
He chuckled, running his hand along her thigh. “I like yours too.”
“Ha, I don’t have much on here.”
“Yeah, you do. Some gorgeous ones.” He went quiet for a moment, a darkness covering his vision. Shaking it off, he slipped his arm under her and rolled her on top of him. “Okay, I’m ready for you to seduce me again.”
“Again?” She found herself giggling yet again, sitting atop him and feeling glorious.
“Did you see that box? This is going to take some training, stamina, and perseverance. And teamwork.”
His hands trailed up her arms, then took her breasts again. Weighing, cupping, he bit his lip and groaned while he explored with his hands.
Sliding against him, she found he was as ready to go again as she was. Snatching another condom from the box, she held it up and grinned.