Chapter 34
Arrow’s lipscrashed into mine with a masculine growl. I moaned at the onslaught of hungry lips, curious tongues, and greedy teeth. It was like an explosion of need that had been dormant for too long.
For me, it was an eruption from years of keeping my desires and emotions on a straight path. But right now, I wanted the detour. I wanted to take a different route without a planned destination.
His tongue dueled with mine, and the taste of him added fuel to my wildfire. He had sparked something in me when he’d asked me out the first time. But fear and responsibility forced me to keep my distance. The distance had kept me safe, but it also prevented me from exploring what I truly wanted—what I desperately needed.
Arrow lured that explorative part of me out and indirectly guided me to his home tonight.
The kiss intensified, and we were like two heated creatures clawing at each other. He offered, and I took. When I offered, he growled like a beast. I loved how he devoured me. Possessively. Hungrily. I surrendered to his ravenous mouth and his skillful tongue. His curious hands explored my breasts, ribs, and stomach, igniting another fire that had me trembling for him. The heat escalated, and I gasped for air. His open mouth dragged over my face and down the column of my neck.
I wanted more of him. The muscles in my inner thighs tightened. Heat burst in my center, blooming to every crevice of my body. My legs trembled, and I slid my arms around his neck, clinging to stability. My fingers threaded into his hair, pulling him closer.
I’d never felt this overwhelming need to be close to someone. I didn’t understand it.
He lifted me with powerful arms, and I wrapped my legs around his waist.
“I’m going to fuck you all night.” He sucked my bottom lip as his hands cupped my ass, carrying me away from the wall.
“Okay,” was the only word that escaped me.
Arousal flooded my mind and blurred my ability to communicate properly.
Arrow dropped kisses to my jawline and pressed his hot lips to the pulse on my neck. I panted from trying to keep up with the furious energy between us. He tossed me onto the couch, smirking like a wolf ready to feast. When he shoved my jeans off, a whisper of cold air skimmed down my body. The searing heat from his gaze chased the chill away. He stared at my yellow underwear with hearts all over. Embarrassment flushed through me. I should have worn a solid pair or lacy underwear.
“Adorable,” he said, dropping to his knees. He pressed his face to me, inhaled, and kissed me through the underwear.
The visual of it almost undid me. I’d never watched a man adore me the way he did. With my past relationships, the intercourse started right after our clothes were off. But Arrow was taking his time to discover me, which did something to my heart.
He nudged my thighs apart and palmed my core, massaging my bud tenderly while his gray eyes darkened like a storm. I loved that I was the reason for the transformation on his face. He was an intense man with so many facets—dark, tender, thoughtful. But I also sensed a ruthless side that called to me. I was a lucky woman to experience this sexy enigma of a man.
When his fingers played with my bud through my underwear, I moaned, writhed, and turned into a gooey mess.
“You like me touching you, Tulip?” His voice was decadent sin, dripping down my body. Each sizzling drop was like an otherworldly kiss that seeped into my skin, traveling all the way to my heart.
“Yes,” I whimpered, gripping the couch cushion for stability.
My underwear flew off, landing on the floor. His face was so close to my sex, and I could feel his breath caressing me. I should be insecure about what he saw, felt, and smelled. But I was too aroused to even care.
“Beautiful. Sexy. All mine,” he crooned.
I made a sound full of plea and something else.
He smiled. “A wine lover can taste all the secrets in wine. I want to taste all your secrets.”
His thick tongue swiped over me once, twice, watching me respond. I cried, bucked, and desperately wanted more. His hands held my thighs in place as his tongue worked its magic.
“Fuuuck, Vivian. You taste so good.”
Heat, need, and lust flooded me. My body levitated. Or was I hallucinating? My fingers dug into his thick hair, and my eyes rolled back, absorbing the wonderful sensation coursing through me.
“More.”
I didn’t know the request came from me until he lifted his face and smiled. “Don’t worry, Tulip. I’m giving you everything tonight.”
He buried his face between my thighs and feasted like a starving animal. Need spiraled in me, pushing me closer to the edge. Higher and higher until nothing held me back.
“Arrow!” I cried as a powerful surge of bliss whipped me over the edge.
“That’s right, baby.” His tongue intensified.
Unfamiliar sounds of ecstasy poured out of me. Was it a groan, a moan, a growl? Jeez. I didn’t recognize my own voice.
My body quaked as I slowly descended back to reality. But he kept eating me as liquid fire leaked out of me.
“You’re a sex god, Bullseye,” I said, thinking I could live my life like this forever.
Hepressed kisses to my thighs.
“Did Ihit the mark, Tulip?”
I smirked. “Right on the spot.”
A goofy grin appeared on his face as he rose. “Be right back.” He rushed off somewhere.
I stretched out on his wide couch. The room seemed cold and empty without him. I missed his warmth, his touch, and his lips.
That tongue. My God.
I glanced out the window and noticed the snow had fallen exponentially. The forecast had been light snow for today and tomorrow. But it didn’t look like it at all. I’d just gotten a new snow brush, so that shouldn’t be a problem when it was time to go home.
When he returned, I realized he was still fully clothed, and I was half-dressed with my sweater still on. The obvious bulge tented his cotton pants. He stared at me, and I wanted to know what he was thinking. My heart twirled at the stunning man looking at me.
I sat up on the couch and crooked a finger. “Come here.”
Arrow padded over, wearing a sexy smirk. “Yes, Tulip.” He bent down to kiss me with those lips that had just devoured my most private part.
I gripped his shirt. “I want to see you. All of you. Take it off.”
His shirt flew off, landing on the floor. I released a sigh as I examined this gorgeous man standing before me. Well-defined muscles. Smooth skin. Firm abdomen. I spread my palm over them as though introducing myself. I lingered around his amazing abdomen. It felt like a slab of indestructible granite.
Then I noticed some scars on his ribs.
He probablysaw the curiosity in me and gripped my wrist. “Questions later. Something else is begging for your attention.” He guided my hand to his bulge. “I need you righthere, Warrior Goddess.”
“What does that make you?” I dragged downhis pants and boxers and gasped at the glorious cock.
Oh. My. God.
“Warrior God, what else?” he said. “I think we should duel every day so we can end up like this.”
His statement floated around me like a cloud. I was only half-listening to him. My concentration was on the thick, throbbing cock begging for my touch. Maybe it was the other way around—I desperately needed it.
I clasped my fingers around his powerful stalk, and he moaned. As I stroked him, I studied his face. It was full of restraint and desire like a taut rope slowly shredding at the edges. How long would it take for him to snap?
I wanted to make him erupt.
“I need that sexy pink tongue on me.” His voice hitched. “Right now.”