Chapter 12 #2
Beck slipped his thumb under my jaw, lifting my head.
“Because I’m not going to allow you out of my sight.
” His lips hovered over mine for several seconds, long enough that all the noise vanished, my pulse beginning to slow from the earlier high and my mind free of anxiety about my head being smashed like a pumpkin.
The only thing I could or wanted to concentrate on was how incredible I felt in being in his arms. How handsome the man was standing in front of me. And how wet my pussy had become from the raging desire turning me into a wanton hussy.
Which I was perfectly fine with.
When his lips finally touched mine, I slowly collapsed into his arms, by body melting from the excessive heat. He toyed with me, his lips opening mine. Every action was gentle, controlled yet I sensed within seconds, the peaceful moment would end.
Our breathing remained ragged, the soft thudding of our hearts picking up in intensity. When his grip on my neck tightened, I nipped his bottom lip, laughing softly as I did.
That was the very moment all bets were off, no more kid gloves or patience left.
We were far too hungry.
He crushed his lips over mine, immediately thrusting his tongue inside while I raked my nails up his arms to his shoulders and over to his back.
The way he shuddered as he pulled me even closer was powerful. The taste of him was amazing, sweet peppermint mixing with the sharp and tangy tequila. My skin vibrated from a light buzzing jolt of current that created a giant wave of excitement.
He slipped his hand to the back of my head, grabbing a handful of hair. With the kiss deepening, I threw one leg around him, jumping so I could place the other.
The kiss was broken momentarily, just long enough to laugh, the sound buzzing our lips. Both even more breathless, the moment he hoisted me up further against his body, our lips smashed together once again.
This time, he was the one walking backward into the suite, finding the bed only a few seconds later.
As he dumped us both onto the comforter, I managed to suck on his tongue.
He rolled us over until I was on top, pressing both hands on his chest and pushing up with my elbows bent and my hair hanging over his face.
I nipped and sucked on his tongue and lips while he rolled his hands up and down my back. I’d never felt so much on fire as I did at this moment and I planned on enjoying every minute of what we were doing.
This time when I broke the kiss, I bit his lower lip until I tasted just a hint of blood, pulling back and laughing as soon as I did.
“You’re on fire,” he growled, his eyes as glassy as mine felt. Seeing wasn’t necessary as I’d already been rewarded with sheer enjoyment of studying his handsome, muscular body. However, touching him was vital.
“Absolutely. I’m curious what you’ve done to me. You must have some magic in that big body of yours.”
“It’s all in the lips, baby. All in the lips.” He rolled his arms behind his head, settling in as if he planned on me doing all the work.
Not that I minded.
I eased down so I was straddling his thighs, allowing me to knead the muscles of his abdomen.
With every swipe of my fingers, my fingertips were seared, but how interesting that the sensations were even greater, so much so I could barely catch my breath.
His smile grew exponentially as I rubbed him, reminded of the massage from weeks before.
I’d missed this, more so than I’d wanted to tell myself. As I caressed him, I moved up and down, slickening his legs with my pussy. The deep core throb was more intense than ever, keeping me breathless with anticipation.
There was a point when I knew I couldn’t take it any longer, but I kept some sense of control, dipping my head so I could press my lips against his neck, moving ever so slowly to his collarbone.
He grumbled in response, his eyes now half closed. He looked even more sensual, which pushed me into holding my limited patience. But I was losing the battle with every stroke.
As he shifted on the comforter, I was driven into a near manic state, gyrating my hips up and down. Every muscle in my body ached, the tingling pain across my ass cheeks adding to the hunger that continued to build. Soon, I would be a complete mess if I wasn’t careful.
His grin remained, but I could tell he was also losing all sense of control. That’s what we did to each other, pushing the limits of extreme passion.
I scooted down further, enjoying the full body massage until my hands were just inches from nirvana.
When I couldn’t take it any longer, I wrapped one hand around his cock, struggling with the burning desire.
When my legs straddling the fronts of his calves, I leaned over, blowing across his cockhead.
My reward was a ragged moan, his body lurching.
“Don’t tease me,” he commanded.
“Or what?”
“You won’t like what happens.”
“My guess is I will.” I darted my tongue around the tip, savoring his musky scent. With his aftershave lingering in the darkest places in my body, I was certain the flames were about to combust, leaving us both in ashes.