Page 15 of Sinful Skulls

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I nod. He’s right. “Okay. I trust you.”

His face lights up with a smile. “Vanilla doesn’t mean it’s not going to be good.”

My face turns bright pink, and I drop my head.

He moves closer and begins to circle me. “I’ll take the lead, but I want you to listen to your body. Do what feels natural. If at any time you want me to stop, or don’t like something I’m doing, you tell me. I won’t be offended. We all have likes and dislikes.”

I take a deep breath, trying to slow the racing of my heart.

“Good girl,” he praises from behind me, his fingers slipping under the straps on my sundress.

He pushes it down my body, leaving it in a puddle at my feet. I shiver as he dips his head and places a kiss to the curve between my neck and shoulder. My bra loosens at my back, and he helps it slip off of my arms.

It takes a lot to keep my arms at my side, but I manage. I focus on the warmth of his body.

His hands rest on my stomach, and he rocks us back and forth for a few seconds, letting me get used to his touch. Slowly they begin to move higher, and when he cups my breasts, my entire body begins to feel heavy.

I let out a little sigh, relaxing against him. He tweaks my nipples between his fingers and thumbs, and it feels so good it brings tears to my eyes. They’ve been aching for his touch since I first saw him on the beach.

He pushes my hair away from my neck and begins to place light kisses there. They become hungrier, and he alternates between kissing and licks. One of his hand rests on my abdomen, the other teases at the top of my panties.

He’s making my entire body tingle with new sensations.

My breath catches in my throat, and I drop my gaze to watch his hand disappear beneath the silk. Oh fuck. My legs begin to shake as I watch his big hand move beneath the material.

He hums near my ear. “I think my little flower likes my hands on her.”

His voice makes my stomach flip. I didn’t think he’d get me worked up so quickly. I’m slowly losing control of my body. My head falls back against his chest, and I close my eyes. He’s basically holding me upright.

His hand moves at a slow and rhythmic pace, but I notice the tip of his middle finger dips into me from time to time. I try to brace myself for it, but I can’t predict his movements. Each time it happens it penetrates deeper and deeper.

He reaches up with his free hand and wraps it around my neck, tipping my head back, and then he bends forward and kisses me. His tongue is everywhere in my mouth, sometimes reaching clear to the back of my throat.

When two fingers slide inside me, I groan into his mouth. He swallows it, echoing the sound back to me.

The sounds. Oh my god. The noises being retched from my body are wet and crude. It embarrassingly excites me even more.

He pulls his face away from me but just a few inches. My mouth falls open as a third finger slips into me. I rise on my toes, but I don’t stop him. The look on his face alone makes me want to submit to whatever this man wants.

His pupils dilate, and he growls before rewarding me with another kiss.

Oh. Oh. Shit. I’m going to come.

How he knows is a mystery to me, but he pulls his face from mine so he can watch. “Come. Come right now,” he orders, his fingers tightening around my throat.

“Oh fuck!” I yell, my body convulsing against his.

When he releases me, I gasp for breath, feeling more than a little lightheaded. His strong arms scoop me up, and he lays me on the bed. I’m struggling to catch my breath as little tremors ripple along my skin.

He crawls between my legs and slides my panties off; his eyes focused on mine. “I’m going to lick every drop of cum from your perfect pussy.”

That’s the only warning I get before he drops to the mattress between my legs. He shoves my knees apart with his big hands, exposing me fully to him. My back arches off the bed the minute his mouth lands on me.

“Oh fuck, Brody.” I try to wiggle away from him.

“I want you good and wet for me,” he mumbles, holding me still. “Fuck, you taste so good.”

He kisses my thigh, giving me a chance to regain my composure, and then he begins again.