Page 23 of No Escape
“Hmm.” He looked up the length of my body to catch my gaze. “You’ve been torturing me all day, woman. I hope you’re ready for what you’ve started.”
I nibbled at my lower lip and nodded, heat racing through my body. “Promise?”
He chuckled as he resumed kissing his way up my inner thigh. As his lips continued their journey, his free hand cupped my mound, gently squeezing. I moaned softly, fighting between wanting to continue watching him and closing my eyes and allowing the sensations to fully consume me.
His fingers spread my pussy lips wide, exposing my swollen nub. The cool air of the room teased me as my core began to tighten in anticipation of his touch.
“My god, you’re perfection,” he murmured as his mouth reached my mound.
His fingers kept me spread for him, while his tongue ran the length of my slit.
I cried out as the initial surge of pleasure rushed through me. Keeping one hand tightly holding to the edge of the tub, I slipped the other to the back of his head urging his mouth back to the apex between my legs.
“Such a needy girl,” he grinned as he looked back up at me.
“It’s your fault,” I protested.
Chuckling, he lowered his head to me again, running his tongue along the length of my slit a second time. This time he paused at my clit, taking a moment to swirl the nub, sending my pulse racing, while he slipped a finger deep into me.
My fingers tightened their grip on his hair and I thrust against his mouth, my body craving more—needing more.
“Please.”
“Oh, I love the sound of your pleading.” He added a second finger to the first inside of me. In and out, his fingers thrust, stroking my inner way and sending my mind spiraling. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he removed his fingers and replaced them with his tongue.
Gripping the side of the tub a little harder, I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, my hair cascading down my back. I stopped fighting it and allowed the sensations to take over.
With each thrust of his tongue, the knot in my stomach tightened further.
“God, Daaay,” I groaned out, as his fingers pinched my clit while he continued to torture me.
My body began moving on its own, working with his rhythm. My hips thrust up and into his mouth with each swipe of his tongue. The need within me intensified. Higher and higher he was taking me until I was approaching the point of no return.
“That’s it baby. I want to feel it.”
“I’m so cl—” I couldn’t finish off my thought. The wave that had been building within me broke and I found myself spiraling out of control, swept away in the bliss he’d invoked within me. My pussy clenched and then my body released a gush of my juices meeting his greedy tongue.
“So. Fucking. Incredible.”
It felt like I was floating outside of my body. I barely realized he’d grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into the hot water with him. By the time I came down from the high I was riding and opened my eyes, he’d pulled me into the tub and had me straddling his lap.
“Dayton,” I gasped, lowering my lips to his. Our kiss was wild and feverish. He pulled his lips from mine and he began working his way along my jawline and down the side of my neck.
He buried his face against the crook between my neck and my shoulder. “If this isn’t what you want, tell me now. I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to control what happens if this progresses.” His mouth began to work its way along my collarbone to the center of my chest.
“Please.” Bracing my hands on his knees, I arched my back, letting my head fall back and thrusting my breasts into his face.
His mouth latched onto my left nipple, nipping at the tip and sucking it into his mouth and turning it into a hardened peak. As he nipped and sucked surges of electric pleasure raced through my body from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.
My body took over once more, my hips moving and gyrating over him as I grasped his rock-solid length in my hand, stroking him slowly, wanting to prolong his torture.
Releasing my first nipple he kissed his way across the valley between my breasts and to the other one. He began the blissful torture of the second one.
“You’re merciless,” he growled.
Opening my eyes, I looked down at him and smiled and I continued to stroke him. “How much do you want me?”
“More than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.”
