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M alice couldn’t have explained the bolt of excitement that shot through him as she uttered that single word.
“Good.” He didn’t wait for her to say anything else but leaned in and kissed her again. Her taste went straight to his head, then detoured to his cock, making him harder than he could remember being in longer than he cared to think about.
Bonnie’s hands slid up his torso to tease his nipples again. His hands had been resting on her thighs, where he’d been holding her hands still while he spoke, but slowly slid them up her legs, then up over her belly. Without trying, they slid under her shirt. He thought about stopping, waiting until she gave him permission, but she was arching into him, so he continued.
Their tongues tangled and his hands reached the underside of her breasts, the lace of her bra rough against his fingertips. He couldn’t help but tease the sensitive tips a moment before cupping and squeezing gently on her breasts. She groaned into the kiss.
“Was that good or bad? Tell me what you like,” he said, breaking the kiss.
“Good. All of it. I like everything so far.” Her voice had gone breathy and husky.
Malice liked knowing he’d done that.
“Good. Let me know if there’s anything you don’t like. I want to know all of it.” He trailed kisses, licks, and small nips with his teeth along her jaw and down her neck while his hands continued to tease and toy with her breasts.
She angled her neck to give him better access. Malice loved that she was so open, so obvious in that she liked what he did to her and that she wanted more. He moved his lips along the curve of her shoulder until her shirt got in the way, then he lifted it off. She raised her arms to help him without a word. He dropped her shirt on the counter beside her, then turned his attention back to the feast right in front of him.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, using one fingertip to circle the top of her breast and watching the nipple harden and peak through the lace of her bra. “I can’t wait to taste these.”
“Me either.” Her bra loosened and she let it fall off her shoulders before slipping it off. He thought she might have dropped it on top of her shirt, but he couldn’t be sure because he had a hard time looking away from the smooth creamy skin she’d just revealed for him.
Unable to resist any longer, Malice dipped his head and pulled one taut nipple into his mouth, sucking hard for a moment before flicking the tip with his tongue.
“Ohmygod,” Bonnie said, her back arching, pressing her breasts closer to him.
He used one hand to cup and tease the other breast, then pulled away, releasing her nipple with a soft pop before moving over to give her other breast the same attention. This time, after a moment, he pulled away and rubbed the scruff of his beard against the sensitive tip for a moment before sucking it back into his mouth to sooth away any sting.
“Oh, oh, oh.” Her body arched and tensed, she let her head fall back as a shudder passed through her, her fingers curling into his muscles as all the sensations pushed her over the edge into orgasm.
Malice continued to tease her nipples, wondering if he kept it up would she keep coming. He didn’t know how long it lasted, but it seemed to go on for nearly a full minute. When she relaxed, she leaned against him a moment, then combed her fingers through his hair.
“I’ve never come like that before.”
“Like that how?” He knew she couldn’t mean that she’d never come. She was too old for that, even if she was a virgin and from what she’d said about that fucker harassing her, he didn’t think she was a virgin, surely she’d managed to get herself off at least once.
“With my pants on.” She giggled. “That’s not really what I mean, but by just my boobs. I’ve always had to have more, down lower.” She turned pink as she waved one hand toward the lower half of her body.
“Do you need clitoral stimulation, or have you ever come from just penetration?”
“I can, but it takes a lot to get me there without a lot of foreplay first, so it’s not often.” Her face was now bright red.
“Sweetness, we’ll get there. I’m in no rush, but I’ll make sure you get what you need. Now I can’t wait to taste you, but I’m not going to do that here. You need somewhere comfortable.”
“But you already tasted me. You said I taste like honey.” Her frown made him want to kiss the cute little creases between her brows.
“You do, but that’s not the kind of tasting I’m talking about.” He stood, cupped her ass, and pulled her close until her legs were on either side of his hips, then picked her up. “I’m going to take you to my bed where you can be comfortable before I spread you out and taste every inch of you.”
Bonnie’s legs wrapped around his back and locked there as he carried her into the bedroom, the sound of her giggle only encouraging him.
In the bedroom, Malice dropped her on the bed, watching her bounce as he spoke.
“Bet I can get out of my clothes before you can.” He peeled his shirt off while toeing off his boots.
Bonnie laughed. “That’s cheating.” She opened the button on her shorts and started shimmying out of them while he shoved his jeans off his hips, taking his briefs with them.
“I’m pretty sure either way and we’re both going to win.”
He kicked the pile of stiff cotton away before dropping to his knees and grabbing her behind the knees as she finished kicking off her shorts. He dragged her to the edge of the bed and pulled her knees apart. He couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her. To see if she tasted as sweet here as everywhere else.
“Let’s see how long it takes you to scream my name.”
He nipped the inside of her thigh with his teeth, laved the sting from the bite then looked up to make sure she was watching him as he lowered his mouth to her mound and licked the length of her slit with the flat of his tongue.
Oh god. She was sweeter than he’d hoped. He kissed, nipped, and teased, not sure he’d ever get enough of her. It didn’t take long before her hands were fisted in his hair as her hips bucked and her voice had gone raspy with her cries. Her fingers curled, pulling his hair as she screamed. Moisture flooded his mouth as she came, but he didn’t let up.
He drove one finger, then another in and out of her while sucking hard on the sensitive nub near her opening. She went limp for a moment, then became restless again as he added a third finger, stretching her inner muscles.
“Please. I’m not sure I can come again. Please.” Her voice was rough as she seemed to want him to stop.
“I know you’ve got more in you. Come on.” He whipped his tongue back and forth across her clit before gently biting down, just hard enough to sting a little.
“Corey!” Her back arched, throwing her head back into the mattress as her fingers dug into the bed on either side of her body.
He eased off, knowing she needed a moment to come down, not that they were done, but her nerves needed a moment to relax from the frenzy of sensations they’d been pushing through her senses.
Malice crawled up over her, his hands braced on either side of her head. He waited until she blinked up at him, seeing him instead of still being in the haze of her orgasm, then kissed her.
“Ready for more?” he asked after breaking the kiss.
Her eyes went wide. “More?”