Her lips are sweet and soft. Her mouth tastes like peaches. Her skin is soft and smells like fresh flowers. She takes over all my senses, and I don’t care. It’s exactly what I want.
She moans against my lips and I lift her up, carrying her the short distance to my bedroom, laying her on the bed and covering her body with mine. She puts her arms around me and clings to me like she will never let go.
I kiss her again, trailing my lips from her mouth to her neck. Her body arches and her fingers twine in my hair.
“Take off your clothes.” Her voice is soft. “I want to look at you.”
I chuckle. “Anything you want, ma’am.”
Her eyes follow my movements as I rise to my knees and pull my shirt over my head. I slide off the bed and remove my pants, and she gets on her knees, running one hand over my chest, her fingers sliding over my stomach before coming to rest on the ridge in my briefs. Her touch is like a catalyst to my cock, and it hardens even more, pushing against her hand.
“I want you so much,” she whispers.
I take her face in my hands. “I will never stop wanting you.” My hunger for her is an insistent, never-ending flame, the undying inferno at the center of the earth. Reaching behind her, I unzip her dress and pull it over her head, exposing her slender body in a lacy bra and panties.
Her eyes meet mine, waiting and expectant.
I curl my fingers in one cup of her bra and nudge it down until her nipple peeks out, then I lower my head and draw the hard, pink nub into my mouth.
She says my name on a shaky breath, and the sound is intoxicating.
Grabbing my free hand, she guides it between her legs. Her panties are soaked. Unable to wait, I push the flimsy material aside and my fingers find her. Hot and wet. Silky and eager for my touch.
She moves her hips in a rolling motion, inviting my fingers to explore deep inside her. I join her on the bed, on my knees facing her, still teasing her nipple with my lips and tongue, still stroking her most intimate places with my fingers, drunk on the sound of my name from her lips.
With one hand on her back, I keep her upright as her body reacts to my touch. She’s already trembling when I roll the pad of my thumb around her clit, spreading my fingers inside her at the same time. Her body jerks and stiffens, and she falls apart, clutching my shoulders as tremors shake through her.
When her body finally stills, she meets my eyes and smiles softly. “Magic fingers.”
“And tongue.” I return her smile and push her gently, so she falls back on the bed. “Want to test that one out?”
She shakes her head, pulling me down on top of her then rolling, so she’s straddling me.
“I have something else in mind,” she tells me, holding my gaze as she trails her hands down my body.
I lock my fingers behind my head. “Why don’t you show me, Ms. McKay?”
She chuckles and lowers her lips to my chest, licking one nipple then the other, then she trails a long kiss down to the edge of my briefs.
My cock strains inside the restriction of the fabric as she strokes me, her hands firm. With a quick flick of her wrists, she frees me, making a soft sound in the back of her throat before wrapping one hand around me, and stroking up and down along my length with a glaze in her eyes that’s almost dreamlike.
Her hands are heaven. My body strains and my eyes close. Just when I think I can’t possibly bear any more, she takes the tip of my cock inside her mouth.
A curse rips from my lips. She tightens her mouth around me and sucks me deep until I’m touching the back of her throat, then she releases me, trailing her lips and tongue back to the head of my cock and flicking her tongue around me like she has never tasted anything better.
I release a string of curses. My hips flex as she moves her head up and down, each sucking motion of her mouth driving me crazier than the one before.
“Liz…” I warn.
Holding my gaze, she licks the head of my cock in several quick flicks. I let out a groan, unable to bear anymore. Reaching for her, I pull her up to my chest and roll so I’m on top of her.
She laughs softly, placing a quick, playful kiss on the corner of my lips. “You can’t stand not being in control?”
“Oh, I can, but right now I just want to be inside you.”
She licks her lips, silent as I reach behind her and unhook her bra, freeing her breasts. I tug her panties down and toss them away. A moan escapes her when I spread her legs and position myself between them, meeting her eyes and holding her gaze as I enter her.
She surrounds me like bliss, hot bliss. She feels so good. So good, I know I’m going to lose my mind.