Chapter 10 #3
He chuckled before nipping my earlobe. But he didn’t stop teasing me.
His tongue continued traveling down the side of my neck, the vibrations so intense the quivering had me writhing under him, digging my heels into the bed.
He took his time, his hot breath keeping me on edge while his tongue performed magic on my skin.
When he darted his tongue between my breasts, I cinched my eyes closed.
Only the images in my mind were nowhere near as amazing as watching the real thing.
My eyelids fluttered open again just before the tip of his tongue flicked across my aching nipple.
They were already sensitive from my earlier abuse.
Now the wetness spiraled through me, sizzling and stealing my breath.
With him taking his time, my panties were already soaked, the scent of my desire wafting between us. Every time I lifted my head, I caught sight of his throbbing cock. How could my mouth water any more than was already happening?
The moment his lips wrapped around my hardened bud, I couldn’t stop wiggling, even tossing my head back and forth. I was alive with sensations, all prickling white-hot shards of the most powerful current possible. He enjoyed himself, pulling the tender flesh between his teeth.
Every swipe of his tongue pulled my back into an arc. I struggled in his hold, twisting my body as the ache in my pussy deepened.
Soon after, he was forced to free my hands. I smacked one against the bed, grabbing the comforter as soon as I did. With the other, I fisted a handful of his hair. Maybe I was doing everything possible to steady myself. Or my nerves.
He kept both hands planted on either side of me while brushing his tongue down my stomach. When he reached the edge of my jeans, he swung his leg to the other side. I moved my hands to unfasten the button, but he pushed them away.
“I gave you the opportunity before. You refused. Now, it’s my turn.”
I refused to be denied or maybe enjoyed pushing his buttons. A single, much deeper growl and I pulled my hand away. He held his weight with one palm while unbuttoning and unzipping.
Nothing about him seemed as if he was in a hurry. His behavior was so unlike every other passionate moment I’d had with a guy before. While we’d had a sense of urgency, this seemed to be something Roy planned on taking his time to indulge in.
Perhaps this was the sexiest aspect about him.
When the zipper had been pulled, he shifted to the very edge of the bed, peeling away the material while I lifted my butt to help him. Just looking at him was sheer pleasure. Yet as soon as he’d tugged the material past my hips to expose my soaked thong, another wave of nervousness hit me.
The heat was oppressive and my entire body began to shake for all the wrong reasons. While he didn’t stop, there was a difference in his touch that was hard to explain. Now his fingers caressed me, brushing across my skin as he pulled the jeans down by another inch.
Roy dropped one foot off the bed and while he tugged the material down to my calves, his eyes never left mine. “You are fucking beautiful, Clementine. A vision.”
I’d certainly never been called a vision before.
Before the jeans came my shoes, but unlike how he’d ripped off his, he was gentle in removing one then the other. And after he did, he rubbed my foot. Who did that kind of thing?
I was in some shock as he shifted to the other one, kneading my arch, which caused a distinct moan to slip past my lips. This was perhaps the most romantically intimate thing anyone had ever done.
When he finally freed my legs, I instinctively tried to roll over on my side and I wasn’t certain why. Maybe because I was still embarrassed. That just wasn’t deemed acceptable. I didn’t need his chest to rumble with a deep sigh to know he had no intention of allowing me to get away with it.
He simply took control.
He grabbed my ankles, bringing my legs together and immediately dropping his head. The man’s kisses against my leg were the most sensual thing I’d felt in my life.
His hold was still possessive, but his tongue was something else entirely and within seconds, I was completely relaxed.
Enough so I became dreamy, starry-eyed as he shifted from one leg to the other. He was methodical, I’d give him that, but the air in the room became denser, which let me know he was losing patience. So was I.
It didn’t take long for his tantalizing mouth and tongue to reach close enough to nirvana that I froze, stiffening with only my fingers clamping around the bedding. I had no idea what to expect as his tongue flicked along the thin elastic of my thong.
Expect the unexpected.
The last words that would flutter through my mind before he proved me right.
A series of deep, rugged growls coming from deep within his chest was only the beginning.
After that, his teeth snagged the wet, silky material just before he grabbed a mouthful with his teeth.
And pulled, ripping the material completely free and exposing all of me.
The next few seconds were a wondrous blur when he lifted and bent my legs, pressing them against the bed and did the unimaginable.
He buried his face into my scorched wetness.