Page 39 of Taming Bull

Loving her reaction, I circled her nipple with my tongue as I sucked. The nipple hardened in response. My hand between her thighs lightly brushed over her thong, teasing. She arched her back, trying to create more friction, but I pulled my hand away. Seeing her act all needy for me made my cock impossibly harder. It ached as I released her nipple and leaned back to get a good look.

Her thong was in my way.

Hooking my fingers in the sides, I slid it down over her hips. She arched her back to help my progress, and as I removed the garment, I slowly kissed my way down her legs.

By the time I finished, both sets of Lily’s lips glistened with moisture. I’d tasted the set on her face, and suddenly needed to sample the other. I’d never gone down on a woman before, but I’d watched enough porn to know what to do.

I licked her seam.

I don’t know what I’d been expecting her to taste like, but she was more. A hint of sweet. A hint of salt. Intriguing. Alluring. I needed more. She whimpered again. God, could her sounds be any sexier? I pushed back her lips and focused on the precious little bud of nerves they hid. The smell of her arousal wreaked havoc on my control, making me want to gobble her up.

Flattening my tongue, I licked her from entrance to clit, savoring the irresistible taste of her. Her body shuddered. I focused on the little bud of nerves again, sucking, licking, flicking. Everything I tried earned me a new reaction, a new sound, fisting sheets, arching back. I hadn’t intended to bring her to release with my mouth, but the more she moaned and writhed, bucking her hips against my face, the more I realized I couldn’t stop.

Her pleasure was everything.

I wanted her to come. Hell, I wanted to be the only man to bring her pleasure ever again. All her sexy little noises belonged to me. This wild, beautiful, incredible woman was mine, and I wanted her juices all over my face to prove it. Plunging a finger inside her channel, I ate her like she was my last meal.

Gasping, she grabbed my head with both hands and held me right where she wanted me. I licked and sucked, adding a second finger to the first. Curving the tips to hit what I hoped was her G-spot, I paid close attention to her reaction. Lips swollen, pussy pulsing, she bucked and writhed and fucked my face until she called out her release and collapsed. She was sated.

I’d fucking rocked her world.

Pride swelled in my chest as she trembled in aftershocks.

In the dim glow of my lamp, her entire body glistened, practically glowing. I sat up and withdrew my fingers. The scent of her was everywhere, driving me out of my fucking mind. I needed more of her taste, more of her. I popped my fingers into my mouth and cleaned them off. Eyes hooded, she watched me and waited. We’d shared so much over the years, and now we were sharing our bodies. There was something almost magical about the experience. I wanted it to last forever but didn’t know how much longer I could hold out.

Rising up on my knees, I stroked myself, drawing her gaze to my cock. I thought about saying something witty or dirty, but it all sounded like bravado in my mind. Truth was, I was already reciting random work information in my head, trying to calm the fuck down enough that I wouldn’t blow my load the second I slid inside her.

With the sweet, addictive taste of Lily still on my tongue, I released my cock and climbed on top of her. Our lips met again, and this time, our kisses were slower and more controlled. Full of emotion and promises. I didn’t know what the fuck I could offer her, but whatever I had was hers. Every fucked up, lonely part of me, she could have it all. As our kisses deepened, she grabbed my cock and lined it up with her entrance, as desperate for me as I was for her. Hands on my ass, she pressed me against her.

Shit, she didn’t have to tell me twice.

Sliding into her was the most incredible feeling I’d ever experienced. She was so damn hot and tight stars danced before my eyes. I felt… connected to her in a way I’d never been before. I couldn’t get enough, but the pulsing of my cock promised I wouldn’t last much longer. Gritting my teeth and trying my damnedest to think through the boring-ass steps of hooking up a tow were only going to get me so far.

I needed to make sure she enjoyed this as much as I did.

I squeezed a nipple between my fingers and started to rock in and out of her.

Three strokes.

That’s all it took.

Three goddamn glorious, hide-my-head-in-shame strokes, and I came apart.

Embarrassed and shaky, I pulled out and apologized. “Sorry, Lil, I…”

Her eyes were warm and full of so much emotion I couldn’t even concentrate on what I was about to say. On unsteady arms I settled myself beside her. Still disappointed in my performance, I started to roll over so I could go take care of the condom, but she grabbed my arm and stared at it. I was still shaking.

“Sorry,” I repeated. “I don’t know why I’m...” I’m what? Shaking like a goddamn leaf? Shit. What was wrong with me.

Her gaze met mine and understanding filled her eyes. “Is this… Were you a virgin, Bull?”

I wanted to deny it, but I’d apparently given myself away. “Why? Did I do something wrong?” She’d come, after all. Not on my cock, but on my tongue. That had to count for something. And if she stayed naked in my bed with that after-sex glow going on, I’d be ready for round two in no time.

“How?” She shook her head. “How the fuck did someone who looks like you make it into his mid-twenties still a virgin?”

“I’ve done lots of other shit,” I said, sounding defensive even in my own ears. “We were raised in the church, Lil. Amber wanted to wait until we were married.” As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I wanted to suck them back in. What kind of stupid motherfucker talks about his ex after sex? “I’m sorry,” I blurted out. “I shouldn’t have… No wonder you told me to stop talking.”

Chuckling, Lily rubbed my arm. “It’s okay.” She kissed my cheek. My neck. The stubble tickled her, and she wrinkled her nose.

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