Page 22 of When The Night Falls

Confused by his question, I looked down. It was difficult to keep up with him. I was much too aroused to stay focused on anything but his hands on me.

‘I’ll just have to find out, then,’ he murmured.

Shocking me, he ripped my lace thong to shreds between his strong fingers. I gawked at him, overwhelmed by his arousing action.

He discarded my split underwear by the front door and leaned in, ever so slowly, to trace the inner side of my thigh with soft kisses.

‘Do we need protection?’ he asked as he trailed the tip of his nose across my skin.

‘I’m clean,’ I assured him breathily. ‘Are you?’

‘I am.’

I swallowed, wondering whether to trust him. ‘Good. But I’d prefer if we used a condom either way.’

I tensed as his lips grazed closer and closer to my bundle of nerves. Just before he reached it, my hand formed a fist in his hair to halt his advances.

Seeming to notice my reluctance, he said, ‘I’ll respect that, but the scent of you is driving me mad, so I’m willing to risk it. May I?’

I blushed at his vulgar statement. I wasn’t used to verbal lovers, but William appeared to be one. Though, surprisingly, it only made him more alluring.

If I went along with this, I would finally discover just what else his tongue was capable of, and that idea was slowly but surely seducing me.

‘If you give me anything, I’ll have your balls on a platter,’ I said.

The cool breath of his chuckle spread across my wet lips. I clenched my teeth, struggling to hold on to my self-control.

‘I’ve no doubt you will, but I won’t give you anything other than bliss.’

I looked at the ceiling, contemplating whether to succumb to temptation. The desire to feel his tongue on me was too powerful to ignore. I badly wanted to assess his talents with it, especially since I was confident it would bring me pure ecstasy. Besides, it seemed unlikely that he would lie about being clean just for a chance to please me. In the end, what he intended to do was entirely selfless. He wouldn’t derive any physical pleasure from it himself.

‘Fine. But I’d still prefer to use a condom later on, to diminish the risk.’

‘That’s a deal, love. I can’t wait to taste you,’ he said lustfully and placed a gentle kiss on the spot just above my clit.

For quite some time, he continued to circle it with soft kisses. Rigid and enthralled, I watched his head between my thighs. This teasing was driving me insane. I had never endured such agonising lust before; he was far too tantalising. If he didn’t act soon, I would have to take matters into my own hands.

‘Will,’ I prompted.

Again, he chuckled against my dripping lips, his breath fanning across them. I inhaled sharply and squeezed my eyes shut.

‘All in good time, darling,’ he said and pressed a tender kiss directly on my throbbing bud.

God, it felt good. My legs tensed. The friction was divine.

‘Again,’ I begged.

Then, a slick and warm sensation revolved around my clit, expertly sensitising it. It was his tongue, and it was astounding. My mouth formed a circle, my breath abandoning me as the slick sensation sank lower, lapping over my lips and licking up my juices.

‘Mmm. Even better than I’d imagined,’ he said, and I could hear the grin in his voice.

What an unbelievably erotic man. Blushing at his words, I opened my eyes to watch him. He held my gaze, giving me a playful wink as he moved closer again.

‘Oh,’ I whined as his tongue drew slow circles. He avoided making direct contact, and it was driving me wild. My blood felt like it was on fire.

‘Please, Will.’

Finally he listened, yielding to my demands. As he swept his tongue directly across my clit, my head jerked back into the wall, but the pleasure he provided numbed out the pain. Resolutely, he increased the speed of his flicks, and his pattern was out of this world – a combination of up and down and around.

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