And then he was kissing her once more.
Sixty Two
He was drunk on her, intoxicated by her. He caressed her nakedness and she moulded herself to him, feeling his hardness pushing against her belly. She loved knowing how much he wanted her. She stroked a hand over the front of his trousers, exciting him even more.
“Witch,” he growled, taking a nipple into his mouth.
She arched in his arms, craving more. He squeezed her luscious curves, licking one cinnamon tip then the other, until both were stiff and pointing.
She pulled his shirt over his head, running her fingers over his dragon tattoo. Then she helped him remove the rest of his clothes.
The firelight flickered over his body, turning it to marble. She slid her hand over the hard ridges of his abdomen, feeling them twitch. Pressing her lips to his chest, she murmured the words he wanted to hear.
“I love you.”
She moved lower, kissing his ribs.
“I love you.”
Then to his stomach, his hips.
“I love you so much.”
Lower still.
Blake’s head fell back as her mouth engulfed him. She took him all the way in before letting him almost slide out. Then again. And again. The sensation was exquisite and Blake fisted the sheet beneath him, trying not to lose control.
He pulled her up and kissed her, sliding his tongue against hers, tasting his own salted dew in her mouth. His ran his hands over her body, touching her, claiming her, making her ache for release.
There wasn’t one inch of her that wasn’t beautiful, he thought. Even the things he knew she disliked – the mole on her hip, the slight roundness of her stomach, the skin of her arm-pits –to him, they were perfection. He kissed her in all those places one by one, showing her wordlessly how beautiful she was. How flawless.
Dani inhaled as he slid his hand between her legs. She flashed back to their first intimate encounter, in the cloakroom at the nightclub. When he’d made her orgasm for the first time. The erotic memory inflamed her.
“Yes,” she whispered. “Don’t stop.”
He moved the pad of his finger in maddeningly slow circles, teasing her until slickness coated her thighs. He slipped a finger inside her, then another, all the while caressing that sweet spot until she wanted to scream.
“Open your eyes, princess,” Blake said hoarsely. “Let me see you come.”
She held his gaze as his clever fingers worked her to a dizzying climax, crying out as honeyed pleasure cascaded through her belly. He kissed her until the last of the tremors had left her.
“Jesus Christ, Blue. You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
They were lying face to face but now she turned her back to him. She lifted her top leg so it was lying over his, opening herself up to him.
“I want you inside me,” she said. “Like this.”
He pressed his hard shaft between her legs and she guided him in. He slid between her folds as if he was sinking into warm butter.
He began to move rhythmically, enjoying the way her peachy backside gyrated against him. The way her velvet grip tightened around him. A coil of heat gathered low in his abdomen, threatening to spill over each time she moaned or gasped.
He reached round and found her nipples, stroking and pinching the stiff little peaks until her breath came in little pants.
“Yes, oh yes Ethan…”
He put a hand on her belly and pulled her closer so he could thrust more deeply. Dani whimpered as she was stretched wide, his hard length filling every inch of her. She pushed her hips backwards, trying to take as much of him as she could, excited little cries spilling from her lips.Goddess, he was driving her mad.
Pleasure was spiralling through her in hot waves. It was almost too much to bear and yet she wanted more…. more….