Chapter 14 #3
His tongue was warm against her nipple, arousing her through the lacy bra. When he bit down lightly, she cried out.
“Adam…”
“Hmm?”
“Can I touch you, too?”
“You can do whatever you want as long as you keep your eyes closed and don’t think.”
“I’ll try.”
With her hand curled around the back of his neck, she held him to her chest, letting him know she liked what he was doing there.
He found the front clasp of her bra and released it, pushing the cups to the side.
“So beautiful,” he whispered, placing soft kisses everywhere but where she yearned for them.
“So, so beautiful. I bet you have no idea how sexy you really are. I wish you could see what I see right now.” He punctuated his incredibly stirring words with the touch of his tongue on her left nipple.
“You taste like heaven.” He teased her nipple with only his teeth and tongue, setting off a riot of reaction that settled between her legs in an insistent throb.
And then he added suction and more swipes of his tongue.
Abby fisted a handful of his hair, her entire focus drawn to the pull of his warm mouth on her tender nipple. She squirmed under him, trying to get closer.
He responded by aligning the hard column of his erection to her core. And then he turned his attention to her other breast, giving it the same treatment while pressing rhythmically against her.
Her entire body was on fire, straining and yearning for fulfillment.
“Let it happen,” he whispered, his breath warm against her breast. “Let go of all your worries and focus on how it feels. Don’t think about anything else.
” He sucked hard on her nipple while pinching the other one, still sensitive from his earlier attention, between his fingers.
The combination of his tender words and actions was her undoing.
She came hard, screaming from the pleasure and the full-body orgasm that made her scalp tingle and the soles of her feet burn. Her senses returned slowly, and it occurred to her that if he could do that to her with her panties still on, what might it be like to actually make love with him?
“You’re thinking,” he whispered.
Abby opened her eyes and met his gaze. “That was amazing.”
“It was amazing from my end, too. How about we do it again?”
She was still recovering from the first one. “I don’t think I could.”
“I’d like to prove otherwise. Will you let me?” He made his case by dragging the tip of his tongue on the same path his finger had taken earlier. Before he reached the waistband of her panties, Abby was already onboard with his effort to prove her wrong.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes… Yes.”
“Close your eyes. No thinking. Only feeling.” He moved down on the bed, kissing and licking and nibbling as he went. “Tell me what you like.”
He expected her to talk when she could barely breathe? She opened her eyes to find him watching her.
“Abby…” His chin settled on the scrap of silk that covered her as he looked up at her with piercing blue eyes.
“I…I’ve never been a big fan of…of that.”
Adam raised his head and touched his tongue to the heart of her. “This?”
Her entire body heated with acute embarrassment even as her legs parted ever so slightly to make room for him. “Yes.”
“Why not?”
Could this be any more mortifying? “I don’t know.”
“I think you do, but you’re too shy to say so. Where has shyness gotten you? Unsatisfied, unfulfilled, unhappy—”
“All right! All right… It makes me self-conscious thinking about…”
“About what?”
She put her hands over her face. “I can’t say it!”
“About whether it smells good to your partner? Tastes good? Feels good? Any of those things?”
“Yes, yes and yes,” she said, her hands muffling her voice.
“That shouldn’t be a problem for us.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re not thinking, remember? You’re only allowed to feel. You’re not allowed to think about how it is for me. You’re only thinking about you.”
“I don’t know if I can do that.”
His hands slid under her, tangling in the string of her thong and tugging it free. “Let’s see if you can, shall we?”
As the silky thong slid down over her legs, Abby knew a moment of panic. What if she disappointed him? He’d been so sweet and considerate. “Adam… I don’t know about this. I’ve never been able to, you know… Not like that.”
“Do you trust me?”
“As I’m currently spread out naked before you, I’d say it’s rather obvious that I trust you.”
His wolfish smile made her belly flutter with nerves and desire for something far more than the next orgasm. He was making her want things that only yesterday she’d said she was done with forever.
“Try to relax and let me have my fun. Clear your mind. You did it once before, so let’s see if you can do it again.”
“Is this fun for you?”
“What do you think?”
“But you’re not getting to…”
“Say it.”
Looking up at the ceiling, she prayed for deliverance. “Come.”
“I’ve got a hot, sexy woman naked and spread out before me—to use your words. What’s not fun about that?”
Abby’s thighs trembled as he parted them with broad shoulders and began with kisses and caresses that had nothing to do with the part of her that burned for him.
Rather he focused on her lower belly, the place where her leg met her torso, which she discovered was an erogenous zone.
After he’d driven her slowly mad with many minutes of teasing and tormenting, he blew a stream of cool air over the hair that covered her.
“No thinking,” he whispered as he used his tongue to draw an outline of her sex. “Only feeling.” With his hand on her trembling thigh, he urged her to move her legs farther apart. “Open for me, baby.”
She let out a whimper as she did what he asked.
“That’s it. That’s the way.” Using his fingers to hold her open, he explored every inch of sensitive, delicate skin with his tongue.
He made teasing passes over her clitoris, making her gasp each time.
“So sweet, so perfect, so wet.” His tongue thrust into her, teasing and retreating while his thumb pressed against the tight bundle of nerves.
He kept it up, over and over, until she was thrashing and sweating and completely unconcerned about anything other than finding relief from the sweetest torture she’d ever known.
When he sucked hard on her clit and pushed two fingers into her, she lost it, screaming through the throes of something more powerful than anything she’d experienced before.
It took her somewhere outside herself, outside of this room, far, far away from all her notions of what to expect from a lover.
She returned a different person, changed profoundly in the course of a single hour. All those years she’d spent with the wrong brother…
“Adam.”
His head rested on her thigh and two of his fingers remained lodged inside her. He flexed them and set off a series of aftershocks that surprised the hell out of her, but then again, he’d already surprised the hell out of her a couple of times. “I’m here, honey.”
“Come up here.”
Without removing his fingers, he did as she asked, lowering himself on top of her and taking her mouth in a hot, torrid kiss.
She tasted herself on his tongue, and for once that didn’t bother her.
Nothing bothered her. He’d knocked down her walls, stripped her defenses and taught her how to find the pleasure she’d missed out on in the past.
He never stopped kissing her, even as his chest hair abraded her nipples and his fingers continued to move inside her.
Abby simply couldn’t believe it when she felt the start of yet another orgasm. “Wait,” she said, breaking the kiss.
“What’s wrong?”
“I want you.”
“I’m right here.”
“I want you in me.” She reached down to cup an erection that was much more substantial than it had been earlier.
He smiled, seeming pleased by her bluntness. “Not this time. Tonight is your night.”
“Can’t it be our night?”
His fingers continued the gentle, stimulating glide. “Another time.”
“I hope you know I’m apt to turn into a crazy stalker after this.”
“Why’s that?”
“I’m going to want more. Much, much more.”
“Me, too, honey.” He took her mouth again, his fingers moving faster as he played her like a virtuoso who’d been born to pleasure her and only her.
Somehow, he seemed to know what she needed before she did.
“No thinking,” he whispered as he coaxed her up and over one more time.
“Beautiful, amazing, so sexy. Open your eyes.”
When she complied, he said, “The next time you’re wondering if I like what you’ve got going on down there, remember this.” He withdrew his hand from between her legs and brought it up to his mouth, licking each finger clean of her essence.
Watching the shockingly erotic sight, Abby realized she was in very big trouble where Adam McCarthy was concerned. Very big trouble indeed.