Page 23 of Waiting for Him
“Take your thumbs and index fingers and pinch your nipples for me, baby. Roll them and pull them.”
She felt the bed shift again but couldn’t see what he was doing, and the unknown made her shudder in anticipation. Playing with her nipples, she moaned at the sensations raging through them and straight to her pussy. Her thighs clenched involuntarily as her clit throbbed with need.
“Cup your breasts again, Kitten. Up and in.”
She brought her hands down a little, then lifted. The bed dipped again, and she cried out as his mouth closed around one nipple. Her clit went into overdrive as he sucked, licked, and—holy crap—nibbled on the taut peak.
“Oh, oh, Benny! Oh my God!”
He didn’t say a word. Instead, he switched to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. Her thighs began to quiver, and just when she thought they’d give out on her, he wrapped his arms around her and eased her down to the mattress. His mouth never left her breasts as he continued to ravage them. Every hum, slurp, and pop seemed to echo throughout the room.
Part of her wanted to watch him, but another part craved the suspense of not knowing what he would do next. She could feel he was straddling her hips, and the bed shifted back and forth as he moved downward. Soft kisses rained on her ribs and abdomen until he reached the top of her shorts. Grasping the sides, he slid them down and kissed every newly exposed inch of skin.
Kat gasped as his tongue licked the crease between her hip and thigh, and more cream seeped from her core. Before she knew it, she was utterly naked, wondering what he was thinking as he stared at her. She wasn’t sure how she knew what he was doing, but she could sense it. His hands slid up and down her outer thighs, from her hips to her knees, and she wished he would do the same to the inside.
“I’ve dreamed about this since my senior prom, Kitten. Even when I thought you were gone, you invaded my dreams. For the longest time, I prayed it’d all been a nightmare that never happened, but then I’d wake up and . . . I’d grieve again. And the worst part was, while I grieved for the loss of my best friend, I grieved more for the loss of the woman I loved. I’ve never loved another woman and never will. To have you in my arms and bed is a miracle I’ll never take for granted.”
During his speech, he’d kissed his way back up her body until he claimed her mouth again. Her heart filled with love for this man, and she wrapped her arms around him. She was drowning in his passion and moaned when his bare hips came in contact with hers. His hard erection pressed into her lower abdomen, and she had a fleeting thought—when had he removed his jeans? Oh, who the fuck cares? She was just glad he did. As he nuzzled her neck, she panted, “I want . . . I want to see you.”
“Hmm, you will, baby. But for now, I want you to use your other senses—feel, hear, smell, and . . .” He licked her lips. “Taste. Well, I’ll be the one tasting for a little while. Spread your legs for me, Kitten. Wide.”
The bed dipped back and forth until she felt him settle between her thighs. His hands spread her a little wider, and she had a sudden urge to beg him . . . for what she didn’t know. She felt a puff of air a second before his tongue licked the length of her slit, and her hips surged upwards. “Oh, my God! Holy shit!”
* * *
Grinning at her response, Boomer licked her again, but this time, he held her hips in place. He groaned as the flavor of her juices saturated his taste buds. It was the sweetest cream he’d ever tasted, and he lapped at her relentlessly. She was trimmed, not bare, but it was fine with him. All he cared about was finally having her in his bed, and he would make this a night neither one would ever forget. He wanted to ruin her for any other man. His Kitten would know him, and only him. She squirmed, moaned, cried out, and begged as he took her higher and higher. Her hands clutched the sheets . . . his hair . . . her own hair . . . everything within reach as if looking for a lifeline to hold on to. His thumb strummed her clit like a guitar string as he impaled her with his stiff tongue.
He replaced his thumb with his mouth, sucking on her little pearl. Two fingers plunged into her quivering pussy, which was soaked for him. Damn, she was on fire for him, her heat scorching his fingers as he thrust them in and out of her tight channel. He shoved them all the way in and searched . . . she gasped . . . there it was, the spot he was looking for. As he rubbed it, her pleas became frantic. “Come for me, Kitten. Let go and come.” He sucked her clit hard.
Kat threw her arm over her mouth to muffle her screams of release as she came in waves of ecstasy. But Boomer didn’t stop, and as one orgasm ebbed, another built right behind it. As pleasure crashed over her again, he licked and stroked, prolonging it as long as he could. When she came down from the second one, he eased up. Pulling his fingers from her pussy, he gave her clit and slit a few last licks.
Sated, she lay there panting, her skin glowing with a sheen of perspiration. Reaching up, he removed her partially dislodged blindfold and waited for her eyes to meet his. When they did, he slowly licked the last of her juices from his fingers. Her eyes widened slightly but got as big as saucers when her gaze slid down his body to his rigid shaft, standing impressively proud.
“It’s all for you, Kitten. And don’t worry, it’ll fit.”
Nodding, she reached out tentatively, and his hips jerked forward when her fingertips brushed against him. Taking her hand, he wrapped it around his cock. “Tighter, baby.” He showed her how to give him a hand job, from root to tip. His head tipped back on his shoulders, his eyes closing as he groaned loudly. “That’s it. Cup my balls, but be gentle. Not too hard with the family jewels.”
He grinned when he heard her giggle. “Yeah, right like that. Roll them in your hand.”
Her touch was the sweetest of tortures, but he wanted to give her the opportunity to explore a little. When the bed shifted, he opened his eyes just enough to see what she was doing. Kat was on her elbows and knees, and he realized what she was up to a second before her mouth closed around him. “Fuck!”
She recoiled, releasing him. “Sorry!”
Grabbing her hair, he guided her down again. “Don’t be sorry, Kitten. It felt incredible, and I want you to do it again. Just watch the teeth, and you’ll do fine. Taste me, baby. Lick me.”
He hissed when she did as she was told. Her mouth was pure sin. Hot, wet, and wild. She was shy at first but started to get into it quickly. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as her head bobbed up and down. Boomer held back the urge to thrust his hips forward until his cock hit the back of her throat. Soon, but not tonight. He had other plans for tonight, and there was only one place his cock wanted to be right now . . . deep in her pussy.
Tightening the grip on her hair, he pulled her off him. “That felt amazing, but lie back down. Tonight isn’t about me.”
As she scurried into position, he reached across the bed and grabbed his wallet from the nightstand. Finding the condom he had in there, he swiftly opened it and rolled it onto his aching cock. Spreading her legs wide, he used two fingers to make sure she was still wet enough . . . well, that was an understatement because she was drenched. She watched as he lined himself up with her entrance. “You’re tight, baby, so I’ll take this slow. It may feel a little uncomfortable until you stretch more, but it shouldn’t hurt, okay?”
“Please, I want you. I know you’ll make it good.”
Her faith in him tugged at his heartstrings and humbled him. She was panting again, the anticipation showing in her gaze. He eased the tip in, and her hips tilted for more. He slowly pumped in and out, using short strokes and going deeper each time. “Fuck, you’re so tight. Am I hurting you?”
“N-no, more, ooohhhh, pppleassse mmmmmore. Oh God, it feels so good, so good. Benny, pleasssssse!”
His fingers found her clit and rubbed it in circles as her body greedily took him inside. When he was finally all the way in, her hips began to undulate. Her legs wrapped around his hips, and her feet dug into his ass. He couldn’t hold back anymore. Rising above her on his elbows, he started to fuck her faster and harder, urged on by her erotic cries for more. The feel of her tight walls around him was heaven.
