Page 47 of Fierce-Dane

He felt some heat on his face but didn’t care so much at this point.

She moved to the bed and threw the covers back, the two of them getting on it.

He covered her body with his and started to kiss her again. He had to slow down a bit, but her bucking up against him wasn’t helping any.

“I can’t learn your body if you do that to me,” he said.

“Sorry,” she said. “It’s just you feel so good next to me. The skin to skin.”

“The same,” he said. But he moved down her body, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses until he stopped at one nipple and pulled it in.

His tongue was swirling around and then he started to suck.

His hand went to the other nipple to pinch and flick. Dual assault was what he had in mind and she appeared to appreciate it by the sounds escaping her mouth.

He was just thrilled he remembered what to do to please a woman considering how long it’d been since he’d been in this position.

“Switch sides,” she said.

He grinned over her telling him what to do but liked it at the same time. He’d rather a woman do that than leave him guessing.

He did as she said, giving both sides the same attention, then started to move down her body when her hips were bucking up against him.

It was a silent message in his mind.

And since she liked kissing so much, he assumed she liked to be kissed, so everywhere he moved, he made sure to honor her body with a soft peck or a lick to the point she was squirming and he had her right where he wanted her.

When he got to her bare skin below, he just stopped and stared for a minute, then let his fingertips roam around each outer lip a few times almost in a circle.

He wasn’t trying to tease as much as...getting to know her more.

The tip of his finger lightly tapped down on her swollen bud and she let out a sigh so he did it again. Nothing more than that.

“Do you like it?” he asked.

“I’d like it a lot more if you applied more pressure,” she said. He was pushing down on her now and she was lifting up to meet him. Almost rotating her hips to get the motion she wanted.

He moved his finger away and slid down further, put his arms under her hips and lifted her up, his mouth dropping down and landing on her tender swollen skin.

He pulled it in to suck as he had her nipples. His tongue moved around, then stopped for more suction.

She was all but squealing under him and he knew it was time to send her over and sucked as hard as he could, Sloane all but shouting his name.

“Keep it up,” she said. “Oh God, don’t stop yet.”

He wouldn’t, even if his mouth was getting sore. He’d do this all night if she kept calling his name out in triumph.

What man couldn’t live off of that sound alone?

When her hips finally landed back on the bed, he’d let go of her bud and started to lick around her lips.

He noticed her hand come into his peripheral view and turned his head to see the condom there.

He took it out of her hand but set it down, then put one finger inside of her. If she wanted something, he’d give it to her this way, but he wanted her worked back up again before he entered her the way he wanted.

It was going to be one or two thrusts and he’d be done. He knew it and he wouldn’t leave her wanting.

She was lifting her hips up and down again on his finger, so he inserted another. She was slightly tight and no reason not to stretch her some.

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