Page 10 of Light Me Up

He dropped his lips to her shoulder, and he felt her tension release as she leaned into him. He loved it when he hit those spots that made her shiver and gasp. He sought them out with slow, dragging kisses up the length of her hot, velvet-smooth neck.

He nipped her earlobe, letting go of it to whisper, “I want to pet your beautiful little pink clit with the tip of my cock. Like a tongue, licking it. Just slide it up and down and all around, until you’re pushing up against me. Because you wantmore…and more.”

She bit her lower lip. “Oh yeah? And then what will you do?”

“When you’re totally out of your mind, I’ll finally push my cock inside. Real slow. Feeling every inch of me squeezed by your pussy, until I’m balls deep inside you, and you’re loving it. Like youare right now.”

She shot him a heavy-lidded glance. Swallowed. Licked her lips. “And then?”

“Then I’ll fuck you. Real slow. Stroking all the sweet spots. Feeling you take me deeper, hugging me with your legs. That shiny pink pussy, taking me in, like a kiss. So fucking sweet.” His voice roughened. “I’ll stir you around with my cock until you’re bucking and grabbing my ass.”

She licked her lips once more, making them gleam. “Mmmm. Readingmy mind again?”

“Nah, just talking dirty. My new second-favorite hobby.” He leaned down, inhaling her scent, helping her ease out of the dress that clung to her body like it didn’t want to leave and dropping it to the floor. He stroked her cheek, then kissed her again. Savoring theheat, the wet.

He knew Caro liked the sexual tension long and strong and controlled. A bow drawn back, gathering the force to get her where she needed to be.

Sometimes he pushed too hard, but he kept on chasing down her pleasure like the relentless predator that he was. A guy had to do what aguy had to do.

Risky, but the orgasmswere worth it.

He still couldn’t believe she was real. He was privileged to touch her, lick her, fuck her every night. He pressed her up against the wall tiles, lifting her so she straddled him. Her arms twined around his neck, her legs around his waist as he gave into the raging hunger for her soft lips, her sweet mouth, her lithe, flexible warm body. For those secret places that made her shiver and melt when he kissed and licked and sucked them. The base of her throat, the sweet downy curls at the nape of her neck. Her suckable little pearly pink clit. He wanted to stroke every hollow and curve. He wanted inside all her secret places. Wanted to tongue-fuck her all night. Make her come against his face.

Almost there. One little push would put her over the top. He could tell by the sounds she made. And the fiery colors of her sig rising up, painting the ceiling.

She strained against him as pleasure wrenched through her. Every pulse of her orgasm echoed through his own body.

They stayed locked together for a long time. Damp and panting.

Finally Caro reached down to caress his hard, aching cock, still trapped in his pants. “Enough power games from you,” she said. “If you don’t take me over to that bed and fuck me right now, I’m going to tearyou to pieces.”

He shucked his pants, kicking them aside.“Could be fun.”

Noah was wound tight with crazed lust he could barely control. He wanted her slick and soft. Primed for hard, relentless fucking.

He kissed her again as he slid his fingers inside her slick folds. Tight and hot around his fingers. So juicy and sweet. His cock pulsed.

She made a sound against his mouth. “I can’t wait one more second.”

“Sure you can,” he said, kissing down her jaw. He worked her clit, probing, stroking.

“Oh no. Not yet…not—”

“Yes,” he whispered. “Waitfor it…oh…yes…”

Caro went rigid, making a breathless keening sound. He drank it up. Every scent and sensation, every pulse of her pussy as she came around his hand. So fucking good.

He carried her into the bedroom and laid her gently down on the bed, not bothering with the lights. He could see in the dark. And besides, the whole room glowed with the shifting colors of her sig.

He lowered himself onto her, caressing her inner thighs, breathing in her hot sweet scent. For all his macho posturing, the raw emotion in her eyes humbled him.

Caro drew him down to her and got him right where she needed him. Legs high and open. Nails digging into his forearms. Kitten claws.

She reached down to grip his cock and slid the head of it over and around her clit, making him wet. Looking at him as he pressed inside, letting her snug heat envelop him.

Her gaze went soul-deep. Only Caro could do that. Until her, he’d never even knownhe had a soul.

Then her head tilted back, lost in her own pleasure. The arch of her pale throat was painted with velvet shadows as he forged into the hot clasp of her body. So beautiful.

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