Page 61 of Her Braun
He used his hands on the lower curve of her back to pull her toward him as his mouth closed over the tip of one breast. The nub of her nipple scraped against his tongue, and he closed his eyes to see in his mind the darker skin of her nipples, committing her taste to memory.
It was a survival instinct.
He hoped to heaven that she wouldn’t think this was a mistake, but just in case, he wanted to keep this moment in his heart, to memorize the taste of her swelling breasts, the scrape of her taut nipple against the surface of his tongue.
He wanted to taste them both at once, but it wasn’t possible. He had to switch to the other breast and use a hand to continue touching the first. Cradling it, caressing it, and trailing his fingertips across its crest. The rough, calloused tips of his fingers were still sensitive enough to sense the minute differences inher skin, and the way she moved and tensed at his touch was a delicious reward.
But it wasn’t enough.
It wouldn’t be enough to just arouse her.
He’d have to make her come.
He’d have to make her crazy wet and needy for his touch.
He was going to make her delirious with need.
With the goals in mind, he moved.
He reached down and grasped the back of her panties with both hands and pulled them down. To work them over her incredible ass, he had to lift her a little, tip her back until she was splayed out on the bed. The delicate panties she wore were wet where it had been held against her pussy and as much as he wanted to pull them off right then and there, he had other plans for that delicate piece of clothing.
He pulled them down and stopped at her ankles.
He didn’t tie them up or twist the fabric together. He just wanted to put her legs where he knew they would do the most good for both of them.
Her panties stretched around her ankles as he held her and ducked under them so that her feet were behind him. Letting go of her legs, Gibson reached forward and grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
There.
Right there.
Her knees spread out just a little and that’s all he needed.
His fingers slipped through her slick folds and spread them open just enough for him to see the pretty flush of pink beyond and then he leaned in to love her with his mouth.
She saw stars.
Not just a constellation.
She saw a galaxy.
The Milly Way!
The way he touched her, both inside and out, had her writhing under him.
She grasped the sheets at her side, her lungs starving for air, but she would gladly die right there for just another moment of his mouth on her body.
He shifted against her and a new sensation drew her breath out in a moan.
“So tight.” His words, whispered against her inner thigh and the slight scratch of stubble beside it raised her pulse and the speed of her breaths.
She canted her hips up and felt the stretch of her walls around his fingers.
“You taste like heaven.” His words made her even more delirious than she’d been a moment before. “Now I need to hear you come apart.”
He pumped his fingers inside her and she was sure that she’d forgotten how to breathe!
She’d certainly stopped having actual thoughts in her head.
