Page 370 of The First Time
"But you have to wait."
No. I hate waiting. He always makes me wait.
His eyes stay glued to mine as he strips out of his shirt. Then the belt. The shoes. Socks. Slacks.
He slides his boxers to his feet.
My sex clenches. We're naked in here together. We're so fucking close to exactly where we need to be.
He wraps his hand around the neck of the champagne bottle. His finger slides over the rim.
Then it's his lips.
The teasing motherfucker.
He dribbles champagne onto my lips.
It's amazing, but it's not what I want.
My back arches. It's the only way I can plead. I like being at his mercy, but he's too fucking merciless.
Blake draws another line down my neck, over my breasts, down my stomach. This time, he stops at my belly button.
It's like he's promising to keep tracing that line with his tongue.
Like he's promising he'll finally give me what I need.
His tongue slides over my neck. Flat. Wet. Soft.
Pleasure whirs around me. My nerves wake up. My entire body wakes up. It's here. In this moment. Buzzing with desire.
He licks his way to my breasts. His tongue slides over my nipple. Then it's a flick. Pleasure shoots through me. He does it again.
Again.
Again.
Heat pools in my sex as he teases me. It feels so fucking good. But it's not enough.
I'm shaking when he releases my nipple. He drags his mouth over my stomach, lapping up every drop. He's slow about working his way down my body. His touch gets softer as he moves towards my belly button.
Then below it.
"Please," I groan. I part my legs as wide as they'll go.
"Beg me." He presses his hand against my hip, pinning me to the bed.
"Fuck me, Blake. Please, fuck me. I need your cock inside me. I need you coming inside me."
He leans down to take my nipple into his mouth.
Pleasure floods my body. "Please." I arch my back to push my breast into his mouth. "Please."
His teeth scrape against my nipple. His hands close around my thighs. Yes. Hell yes. Anticipation floods my body.
He drags his lips down my stomach, under my belly button.
Lower.
