14. Chapter 14 #3
He did. And she moaned, hissing when he pinched those points again.
She felt something boiling inside of her, tightening, but ignored it, needing him to pinch again.
With one hand braced behind her on the counter, she gripped his shoulder with her other and shifted against him in time with his hand.
Every time he pinched her nipple, she pressed against his erection.
Over and over, she couldn’t stop herself, didn’t want to even try.
Suddenly, she gasped and…her body convulsed in a climax. She shuddered, gripping his shoulders as she kept moving, pressing against him to extend her pleasure.
When it finally subsided, she opened her eyes, looking into Tony’s intense gaze, and blushed.
“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he groaned, lifting her into his arms.
Since her body was still quaking from pleasure, being carried like this sent waves of aftershocks through her body.
He laid her down on his bed and stripped off the rest of her clothes, then his own. Towering over her, he took in her nakedness.
“You’re making me self-conscious,” she told him, pushing up on her elbows to survey his magnificence. “Will you…?”
“Yes,” he growled and came down, covering her, pressing his heated body against her.
“Let’s start over.” And he did. He nibbled along the column of her neck, her earlobe, nipping and biting, then sucking against her skin until her nails dug into his shoulders.
Her legs wrapped around his waist, her inner thighs sliding against his hips.
She let her fingers slide down over his chest, his arms, shoulders. “Tony,” she begged, but he only moved lower, kissing his way from her neck to her breasts. “You’re so damn beautiful!” he groaned, kissing, sucking, and teasing her nipples.
Naomi felt that stirring again, nearly out of her mind with desire. But this time, his erection wasn’t pressing against her nub.
“We should…”
His strong arms held her still. “You should lay back and let me do the work, Naomi,” he murmured, then enforced his order by moving even lower, licking that throbbing nub.
She gasped and arched her back, trying to shift, to get better connection between her hips and that magical tongue. But he knew what she was doing and wouldn’t let her.
“Not this time,” he said with a chuckle.
“Tony!” she gasped, then bit her hand to stop herself from crying out as one of his long fingers slid into her. She moaned, writhing against his touch, needing that elusive release that was so tantalizingly close.
When he still didn’t give her what she needed, Naomi reached down, grabbing fistfuls of his hair, guiding his mouth to where she needed his tongue.
And boy, did he oblige. But not long enough.
She was just about to explode when he sat up.
Reaching over, he grabbed something out of his bedside table.
She opened her eyes, still gasping for breath as she watched him roll the protection down his shaft.
She wanted to taste him, to tease him the same way he’d done to her. But when she reached for him, he pressed her back down, pulling her legs up and sliding his hand up her outer thigh.
“Can you take all of me?” he asked, sliding an inch into her heat.
“Yes!” she hissed, lifting her hips. But he pulled out, hesitating. She whimpered, getting angry now. She gripped his shoulders again, wanting to punch him, to draw blood for being so cruel.
“Tony, if you don’t…!’
He thrust into her, taking the words into his mouth as he filled her completely. She moaned and he pressed deeper. She gasped and he pulled out, then thrust again. She arched her back, he pulled her hips higher, rubbing that nub with every thrust.
Over and over again, he slammed into her heat only to pull back and do it again. Slowly, her tension increased, her hips thrusting back, lifting to meet his. With every penetration, every gasp, she clung to him, desperate for him to help her reach that need.
When her body tightened, he somehow felt it, even though Naomi tried to hide her reaction, afraid he might stop again.
“I won’t,” he assured her, reaching down between their bodies to rub that nub.
That extra touch, so experienced, so perfectly timed, was all it took to send her over the edge.
She cried out, no longer trying to muffle her sobs of relief as her body throbbed with a climax that took over every cell in her body.
Vaguely, she felt him thrusting harder, faster, but that only made her release intensify.
Finally, she heard him groan, his body tightening, thickening as he thrust one more time, then stilled.
He pressed his forehead against hers as he shuddered with his own release.
Naomi clung to him, wishing she knew how to make this moment better for him.
But the truth was, she wasn’t sure what was actually happening to her own body.
That had been powerful, life-changing. And when it was all over, she felt as if every muscle in her body had simply deflated.
He must have felt the same way, because he collapsed. She felt his hot breath against her neck, his body shuddering slightly as she clung to him. Tony. Her Tony had done this to her. To both of them.