Page 56 of Wanted by the Lawman

Taking one erect nub into his mouth, he suckled and teased the bud until she quivered underneath him. He loved her breasts. They weren’t large, but they weren’t small. They were perfect, and he could enjoy them for hours.

“You’re—you’re driving me crazy,” she softly confessed. “I’ve never wanted another man as much as I want you.”

He crossed the valley between her breasts to give attention to the other nipple. He brought his head up a few inches to look down at the moist temptation. “My God, you have nice tits.” He lifted both breasts in his palms, jiggling them before kissing each mound. “I like large nipples. Better to wrap my teeth around.” To prove his words, he took a whole nipple and suckled it into his mouth. She must have enjoyed it because she cried out in pleasure. “How sensitive are your nipples?”

“Extremely,” she crooned.

“Could you come apart if I suckled and played with them long enough?” He nuzzled his face between the mounds.

“I-I don’t know…but I’m so close already.”

“Really?” He reached down and glided his fingers along her moist center. He brought his hand to his mouth and licked her juices. “You are. So wet. Damn.”

“Zander!” she gasped.

He bent his head and feasted on her breasts, lapping them up like they were two ice cream cones. “I could stay right here licking and suckling, but something draws me.” He walked his fingers down her flat stomach to the patch of crisp hair that covered her mons. He spread her lips and glided one finger along the moist curve. She moaned, and her hips shot up as if begging for a fingering. He chuckled. “Exactly what I thought. This part of you craves attention, doesn’t it, sweetheart?”

“Yes! Please!”

Zander was in heaven. He loved tormenting her, making love to her with his hands, yet his body warned him that he couldn’t wait too much longer. He was hard as stone and hungry to dive into her body. But for now, he wanted to know every inch of her. Slipping his fingers into her, he was welcomed with a moist heat and a clenching of her tight muscles. “Open wider,” he demanded. She did as he requested.

He bent his head and planted a kiss just above the patch of hair. Then another at the top of her slit. She gave her hips a tiny buck. Withdrawing his fingers, he used them to spread her open, and then he dipped his tongue into the trembling well, smiling when she groaned in pleasure. Circling the tip of his tongue around her clit twice, he slipped his tongue along the crease that gave him the gift of tasty juices. Her panting grew faster and louder.

“You’re so receptive. So responsive. I love it!” he revealed. He worshiped her clit more, giving quick little licks and stingless nibbles.

“Oh. My,” she cried out.

Driving his tongue deep into her channel, he thrust in and out, lapping up her dripping juices. She tasted like blueberry ice cream, so it only seemed natural to enjoy her like a cone. He suckled his way back to the peak that now was swollen and exposed from the delicate hood. Blowing a raspberry on the flesh, she jutted her hips and squealed in shock. Her inner thighs trembled around his ears. He couldn’t imagine there was anything sweeter than pleasuring a beautiful woman.

He preceded to lick and nibble every crevice of sweet delicacy. She tangled her fingers in his hair and rode him…like a cowgirl riding a stud. He could feel the frenzy in her body, looking for ways to escape as she grew closer and closer to orgasm. And then it happened. She stilled, and her juices flowed over his tongue, lips and chin.

Lifting his head, and with a quick swipe of the back of his hand across his mouth, he moved his way north on her body, stopping to dip his tongue in her belly button, to kiss each breast, upward farther until he looked down into her pretty face flushed with pleasure.

“I think it’s time I got rid of these clothes…”

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