Page 15 of Sexpresso Night

Arms stretched above her head had her breasts thrusting out, so pretty, her pointy little nipples so suckable. He surveyed her, stretched out on the bed—flat stomach, a sparkly jewel in her belly button, smooth limbs, golden skin gleaming in the lamplight, and the surprise of a smoothly bare pussy, the pretty lips pressed together.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous.”

Carnal hunger swelled inside him, even though he’d just fucked her. His mind raced with all the things he wanted to do to her, and he had a feeling a lifetime wouldn’t be enough to do them all.

Jesus, what the hell was he thinking? Yeah, they’d sort of known each other a while, but not like this. He shook his head, trying to clear the fog of lust, but it didn’t help.

He’d been jaded for so long. His lifestyle had gotten more and more extreme as he looked harder and harder for pleasure and satisfaction, until one day he realized he wasn’t having fun anymore. But now, every ravenous, dominant desire came roaring back.

He reached down to stroke a hand down the length of her pretty body from shoulder to hip bone, and then back up. She shivered, eyes still fixed on him. And she kept her hands fastened around the posts. Good girl.

“Your skin is so soft,” he murmured.

Still standing beside the bed, he studied her, tightly puckered nipples that made his mouth water, and those sweet pussy lips pressed together. He wanted to see more there. He covered her mound with his hand, cupping her gently. She pulsed into his palm.

“Open your legs.”

She did so, slowly widening her thighs so he could move his hand farther down where she was hotter and wetter. So wet. And he held her there, while his heart thudded out the moments.

He slid his fingers deeper, between the slick folds, then dragged one fingertip over her clit, swollen and so sensitive she jerked on the bed. Her hands came free from the headboard.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he said removing his hand. “I told you to keep them there.”

She blinked at him, and went to slide her hands back up, but he grabbed them.

“You have to be punished now,” he whispered, and he flipped her onto her stomach.

Now he could admire that sweet little ass. He wanted to admire it with his hands. He dragged her hands back up to the headboard and once again wrapped her fingers around it. And then he laid his palm on her butt in a heavy caress. Once. She jolted, gasped. Twice. Three times. A warm pink shade bloomed there. “Don’t let go again.”

He went to his knees beside the bed and kissed the smooth, firm flesh of her butt. Licked. Kissed again. Nipped with his teeth.

“Feel the burn?”

She made a noise of assent.

“You like the burn, don’t you?”

Another inarticulate little sound. As if she was trying to say no, but couldn’t quite do it.

“Answer me, Danya.” He landed his hand on her ass again.

“Yes! Yes, I like it.”

She writhed on the bed, but kept hold of the iron posts.

“I love your sweet ass. I want to play with it.”

“Oh dear lord,” she moaned, her face turned into her arm, hair flowing around her shoulders.

And play with it he did, taking his time to explore the curves, the tender place where her ass met her thighs, the backs of her thighs where his touch induced shivers of delight, down to the backs of her knees where he kissed and licked and sucked.

He climbed onto the bed and returned to her bottom. He pushed her legs apart again, this time exploring from behind, lifting her hips a little into the air so he could see. Everything. He could only gaze in fascination at the dip and swell of her labia, her swollen clit and the pretty pucker between her cheeks.

He dragged a finger through the wetness, lifted it to his mouth and sucked. So sweet. He did it again, closing his eyes, using his senses like he did to taste coffee—inhaling the scent, warm and feminine, taking her taste all the way into his mouth to savor it. Rich and exotic and full-bodied.

“Hot,” he whispered. “And sweet.” He dipped his head to inhale even more of it and then he had to taste with a long slow lick.

Her body tensed and quivered. “Carter.”

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