Page 42 of Possession Under the Southern Stars

“No…” I bite my bottom lip as I feel him brush his thumb down. His lips follow, his touch tantalizing through the thin fabric, and I groan as he kisses down, then up again. “Fraser…”

He slides a finger beneath the elastic and strokes over my mound. “Tell me how it feels.”

“Ahhh… sensitive… so good…”

He explores with his thumb, which slides easily through my moist flesh. “You’re ready for me, Hallie. Want me to take you all the way?”

I’m not quite sure what he means. Is he saying he wants to give me an orgasm with his fingers? With… his mouth? Oh holy shit. I can’t speak, so I just nod, but he must have seen it, because he pulls my underwear aside and plants kisses from my mound between my legs. All the way down. And then brushes his tongue all the way back up.

I jump, startled at the sensation, and say, “Oh God, oh God, oh God…”

“Ah, baby, is that nice?”

“It feels amazing,” I whisper, and give a long, heartfelt moan as he teases my clit with the tip of his tongue. “Oh Fraser…”

“Just relax, sweetheart.”

“I… can’t… it’s so…”

He chuckles, but doesn’t stop, swirling his tongue over my clit, sliding it through my folds, licking and sucking and driving me insane. How can I have got to twenty-seven and not experienced this before? Ohhh… it feels amazing, so incredibly sensitive and exquisite… oh no… tension is building inside me… I don’t… I can’t… already?… I’m so embarrassed—talk about an amateur… I can’t even last five minutes…

“Fraser… I’m sorry…”

In answer, he slides two fingers inside me, then sucks my clit, and I come immediately. The orgasm slams into me, powerful and sudden, and I clamp around his fingers, clutching his hair and crying out loud… it might have been his name butI’m far past being in control of my words and actions… oohhh it’s the strongest climax I’ve ever had, and the fastest… oh my God…

It finally ends, and I relax back into the pillows, my breaths coming in gasps. He withdraws his fingers, then moves up the bed so he’s looking down at me.

“I’m sorry,” I say again, my face flaming as he studies me.

He laughs. “Why?”

“I couldn’t even last five minutes.”

“I’m not surprised, if you’ve never had oral sex before. I’m sad about that. But I’m also glad I get to be the first guy to go down on you.” He gives a smug smile, then lowers on top of me and kisses me.

I think about where his mouth has just been and mumble my disapproval, but he just chuckles, still kissing me. Wonder fills me at the thought that he doesn’t care.

He lifts his head and gives a short laugh. “You look so surprised.”

“Do you find anything dirty?”

“All the best things are dirty.” He kisses around to my ear and nips the lobe.

I gasp. “Fraser!”

“What? I only have two nights to show you the wonders of proper lovemaking, I’m not going to hold back.” He lifts up and unbuckles his belt, flicking his eyebrows up wickedly as he slides it out of the loops.

I watch him take a condom out of his wallet and toss it onto the bed. My mouth goes dry. He slides off his trousers and boxers, and my pulse continues to pound at the sight of him ready for me, long and hard. Ooh. I let him slide my skirt down over my hips and remove it, and then my underwear goes the same way. I’m now naked, and he leans over me, his hands either side of my shoulders, and looks down at me for a moment, his gaze raking down my body, making me tingle all over.

Lifting up, he removes the wrapper from the condom, then rolls it on.

He leans over me again and studies me, his eyes sultry. Moving back, he holds both of his hands out, palms up. I slide my hands into his, wondering if he’s going to pull me up.

He doesn’t. He kisses my fingers. And then he lifts my hands above my head and pins them to the pillow.

“Now you’re completely at my mercy,” he says silkily. “I’m going to make love to you now, and I’m going to make you come again…” He bends and kisses me. “…and again…” Another kiss, this time dipping his tongue inside my mouth before he continues, “…and again… all night, until you beg me to stop.”

My eyes widen. My body feels like a church bell that’s been rung for the last time but is still resonating. I’d assumed that now he’d thrust himself to a climax and that would be it. And I’d have been content with that.

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