Page 55 of Taming Waves

The heat in his eyes intensifies. I lick him again, letting my tongue roll around the swollen bulb a few times before opening my mouth and taking him deep. I keep my fingers wrapped tightly around him, and his fist holds my head in place as he thrusts his hips, sliding in as far as he can go.

“Fuck, you look so pretty with your lips wrapped around my cock, baby.”

I begin to suck him in earnest as he moves leisurely in and out of my mouth.

His free hand caresses my jaw as he finds his rhythm. I grip the back of his thigh and hold on as I relax my jaw and take him in deeper. He growls as he hits the back of my throat, and the speed of his thrusts increases.

His fingers tug painfully at my hair as he gets close.

“Audi, I’m going to come,” he warns.

His breaths quicken, and his spin arches as his release hits the back of my throat. I swallow, savoring every drop.

“Fuck, you’re incredible.”

His spent cock falls from my mouth as his deep voice washes over me, and I look up to see his eyes trained on me. His expression is intense and raw, making my heart beat erratically.

His hand moves from my hair to cup the back of my neck, and he leans down to take my mouth. He kisses me languidly and sweetly as he sweeps me into his arms. I wrap mine around his neck and hold on as he walks us down the hallway to his bedroom.

Parker

Ilay her on the bed and watch as she raises her arms above her head and stretches her limbs. The dark ink of the tattoos extending from her hand, up her arm, and around her shoulder starkly contrasts her creamy skin.

She’s beautiful.

I trace the intricate vines that weave gracefully around her arm, resembling the way real vines might climb a trellis. My finger glides along the delicate leaves, which are shaded with fine detail to create texture and depth. Scattered among the twisting vines are blooming roses, their petals layered and edged with subtle highlights of white ink, making them appear luminous against her skin. Tiny thorns peek out in a few places, and as the design tapers toward her wrist, it becomes more delicate and sparse, as if fading into her skin.

“This is exquisite, just like you.”

I come over the top of her and cradle the side of her face, her big chestnut eyes watching me beneath long lashes, before planting a quick kiss on her lips.

I settle my weight between her open thighs and bring my mouth to hers again. I kiss her, deep and slow, drinking her in as desperate little mewls escape her.

Breaking the kiss, she groans my name as she arches up and presses her body into me.

“So needy,” I whisper into the skin of her neck. “Relax, baby. We have all night for that.”

I leisurely kiss my way down her body. Stroking and caressing every exposed inch of skin until she’s a whimpering, writhing mess.

When I reach her thighs, I gently press them apart and find her wet and ready.

I swipe a fingertip across her and then bring it to my lips and suck. Moaning as the taste of her arousal hits my tongue.

Desire burns in her eyes as she lifts her head to watch.

I spread her open with my fingers, and my tongue explores her hot flesh.

She gasps my name as soon as my lips wrap around the tight bundle of nerves, and when I nip at her clit with my teeth, her hips jump in my grip.

I continue to lap at her as I insert a finger into her slick opening and begin to curl it in and out.

I take my time, using my mouth, tongue, and hands to drive her wild. She pants and thrashes as I decrease the pressure, teasing her, bringing her to the edge and back again and again.

Her fingers sink into my hair, and she tries to hold me where she wants me, raising her hips to meet my tongue until she’s trembling beneath me.

I lift my head. “Easy there, Tiger. I’m not done enjoying my meal yet.”

“Parker, please,” she cries.

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