Warm lips moved against hers, and then his tongue was demanding entrance. Sliding against hers. Claiming her mouth.
He kneaded her breast before grazing his thumb over her nipple, sending her into a new frenzy of desire. Arousal dampened her thong panties, and Colton nudged her legs apart with one of his own. He kissed his way down her body, his hands and mouth everywhere. Her breasts spilled over the top of her bra as he tugged the cups down, and then he was kissing, suckling her. Teasing each nipple into a hardened tip.
A few swipes of his tongue had her crying out. Clutching the bedspread with her hands.
He kissed his way lower, across her flat stomach. Her fingernails raked against his head, her red polish a sharp contrast to his dark hair. Was she urging him on or begging him to stop? But then he was moving lower. He hovered above her pussy for a moment before completely passing it over while she groaned in frustration.
“Do you need me, kitten?” he asked huskily, slowly moving his mouth up one inner thigh. His light kisses and nips had her shaking as he approached her sex. His knuckles lightly brushed over her mound, and then he moved to her other leg, kissing and nibbling her other thigh as she helplessly bucked up against nothing.
“Kiss me,” she demanded.
She felt his breath against her leg as he chuckled. “I am kissing you, kitten. I plan to kiss your entire body. I want my mouth over every single inch of your skin.”
She mumbled in Spanish, knowing he wouldn’t understand a single word she was saying, and then whimpered as he finally worked his way toward her sex again. He hovered above her pussy, exactly where she needed him.
“Do you have any more of these?” he asked, his voice dark. His thick fingers ran under the edge of her thong.
“Si. An entire drawerful at home.”
“Then you won’t miss this one,” he said, ripping it right off her. She gasped in surprise, but then he was pushing her legs farther apart. Kissing her swollen folds as he settled her legs over his broad shoulders. Spreading her wide for his taking.
“I’m in charge now, kitten,” he said, using his thumbs to part her lower lips and grant him further access to her.
“Colton,” she gasped, for once at a complete loss for words. She murmured in Spanish as he began to pleasure her. He teased and lapped at her pussy, tracing his tongue through every fold as she writhed on the bed.
She cried out, trying to buck against him, and his hands gripped her hips in an iron hold.
She was completely bared to him, vulnerable with her legs spread over his broad shoulders, and Colton hadn’t even undressed yet.
Moving lower, her gently penetrated her core, thrusting his tongue in and out, and she lightly bucked up against him, helpless to his demands. Two thick fingers replaced his tongue as he began licking her sex again, and she cried out as he finally circled her swollen clit.
He began to thrust his fingers in and out as her inner walls tightened around him, and then he sucked her swollen bud into his mouth, teasing her mercilessly with his tongue. She gasped for breath, crying out as he built her up, and then just as she was about to fall over the edge, he pulled back, leaving her practically sobbing.
He kissed her thigh softly as her inner walls clamped down around nothing, her body aching to be filled. Consumed. Claimed by this man. She panted for breath and cursed at him in Spanish, desperate for release.
Colton chuckled, enjoying this far too much. “I told you I was going to tease you, kitten.”
“You fight dirty!”
“Hell. I could go down on you all night. I could spend hours—days—lapping up your arousal. Making you fall apart from only my mouth.”
He moved closer and kissed her core again as sparks of arousal shot straight through her. Her nipples hardened into aching peaks, her clit throbbed, and she lay gasping, spread wide before Colton as he did whatever he pleased.
“What do you need, kitten? Just tell me.”
“Colton!”
He slowly moved his tongue over her folds again as her breasts rose up and down, lazily lapping up her arousal as he purposefully avoided her clit. His tongue found her slick channel once more, and he slowly thrust it inside, moving way too slowly to grant her any form of release.
To give her anything near what she needed.
She cried out again, moving against him as he pulled back. “Tell me, kitten,” he said, kissing her sex again before hovering above it. “Tell me what you need.”
“Please,” she said, bucking up toward him.
“Please what?” he hinted, a smug look on his chiseled features.
Her legs shook on top of his shoulders, and she whimpered as his lips barely brushed against her quivering folds. He lightly kissed her again, the barest hint of a touch.