Hell, I’d pictured Axel’s face between my thighs too.
But the only person who really wanted to do this with me was my kiss thief. And that’s what I wanted too. I wouldn’t have told him yes if I didn’t mean it. And when the kiss thief’s fingers slid up my thigh, all I was thinking about how desperate I was for him.
He pushed my thong to the side and lightly brushed his thumb against me.
Oh my God.It was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt.
He groaned into my mouth as he traced slow circles around me. And then I felt the tip of his index finger slide inside of me.
“More,” I whispered.
He kissed me harder as he slid his finger the rest of the way in.
God.I grabbed the lapels of his tuxedo jacket and pulled him closer.
I’d been dreaming of first kisses my whole life.
When I should have been dreaming aboutthis.
Because this felt a million times better than just a kiss.
He moved his finger slowly in and out of me.
And I was pretty sure I made some kind of whimpering noise. I would have been embarrassed, but he didn’t laugh. He just moved his finger faster.
He bunched my skirt up around my waist. And then he somehow managed to move my hands behind my back. He held them there as his lips fell from mine.
“What are you doing...” my voice trailed off when he placed a soft kiss against the inside of my thigh.
Jesus.
He left a trail of kisses up the inside of my thigh.
My whole body was trembling when his lips pressed against my wetness. And then his tongue swirled around me.
My head tilted back as I moaned.
His fingers had felt amazing. But his tongue? I tried to move my hands to bury them in his hair, but he held my wrists tighter in his hand.
And a guttural noise escaped his throat. Like I was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted.
His fingers tightened around my wrists. And he pushed my thigh farther to the side as his tongue went deeper.
Oh God. Oh God. Fuck.It was like my body broke. I gasped. And then I started shuddering as my thighs clamped his head in place.
And he just kept going. Devouring me. He hooked his hand beneath my thigh and lifted it up to get a better angle.
“Yes,” I moaned as he buried his face between my thighs.
My legs finally untensed and he placed a slow kiss against me, before standing back up.
I was exhausted. But I somehow wanted it again immediately.
He kissed the side of my neck before releasing my hands from behind my back.
And then he was stepping away from me.
“Wait!” I said. I pushed myself off the counter and tried to reach out for him.