Page 36 of Shift in the Blood
I’d only been here a month, but I knew that I loved him. That what had begun as patronage was so much more.
His mouth moved again, coming down my body. As he kissed below my belly, his hands deftly removed my pants. Like, I barely even knew what he was about. I couldn’t focus on anything more than his touch, his kiss.
Didier slowed, and kissed the top of my mound. I felt his breath against my core, and I spread my legs, wanting him closer. Wanting more.
He was like a drug. I’d never taken them, but this must be what it felt like. Wanting more, always more.
Then his mouth was on me, his tongue darting inside of me, making me jump as though I’d been hit with an electric shock. Light, gentle, with the promise of more, but never delivering the promise.
His hand slid between my legs, stroking me, his finger teasing in and out of me. I felt myself get even more wet.
His tongue dipped into me again, and this time, rather than darting back out in a teasing motion, he dove into me. His hands were holding me open as he thrust his tongue in and out of me.
“Oh, god…” I could barely speak, but part of me really wanted to show him my appreciation.
Then he shifted, just a small distance, and his mouth came down on my clit. He sucked at it as he slid two fingers inside of me. All the way in, curling slightly at the end.
I felt the sensation all the way to my toes.
“You’re… killing me…” I gasped.
He didn’t answer, but I could feel the hum of his laughter against my clit. His mouth moved faster, as did his fingers inside of me.
I couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything other than let this happen. I didn’t want anything more than Didier right now, like this.
He leaned back, and the cool air hit me.
I shivered.
His mouth came down on me once more, and this time, I felt the pinch of his teeth. A little more, and then he sucked hard on my clit.
My orgasm hit me in the same way a wave knocked me down at the beach when I was little. I hadn’t seen it coming, and it hit me from behind, driving me beneath the waves, bumping my head against the sand. I was able to sit up again, gasping for breath, but I’d never forgotten that moment where after my head hit, I floated in the water just beneath the power of the waves, and it was quiet and peaceful and just for a moment, I wanted to stay.
Didier brought me to an orgasm that I never wanted to leave.
My hands fisted in his hair. I wanted him to bite me harder, to draw blood. I felt myself coming again, and I know I was shouting, but I had no idea what I said.
After what felt like an hour, or five minutes, Didier rested his cheek against my thigh. “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met.”
“I wasn’t too…”
“Too what?”
“Too noisy, too something?” I forced myself to look at him.
“No. You were amazing. Beyond amazing.”
“Back atchya.” I closed my eyes.
“You’re not sleepy?” He tried, but he couldn’t hide the disappointment in his voice.
“No. I’m just resting so I can rock your world in a few minutes.” I smiled without opening my eyes.
“Oh, thank god. I have a lot of self-control, but this was going to push it if you were sleepy?”
“Oh?” I opened my eyes.
“I’ve just brought the most beautiful woman in existence to a screaming orgasm. I’ve wanted you since the moment I met you. I’m finally here with you, naked. My heart is beating with yours. I know what you’re feeling. There is no way I can go to sleep.” Didier’s eyes darkened with lust and hunger.
