Page 77 of Every Bit As Perfect
I opened my mouth to speak but he interrupted me.“Game starts now.”
I pressed my lips together and looked up at the ceiling.
“You have a burning question,” he laughed.
I pressed my lips together tightly and nodded.
“Out with it.”
“What happens if I break the rules?”
“There’s no if, you will break the rules, and every time you do, I stop everything and add five minutes.”
“Five minutes to what?”
“You’ll see.”He stroked my eyelids down.“Close your eyes for a bit.Just feel.”
I lay stiffly on the bed.With my eyes closed, I couldn’t monitor his face to see his reactions to my body.But slowly, with the smooth sweep of his hands over every inch of my skin, I melted back into the bed.He swept his hands down to my wrists, lifted my arms up over my head, and uncurled my fists.
I listened as he moved down and off the bed, my eyes jerking back and forth behind my lids as I attempted to track his movements.
Beginning at my waist, he ran both hands down the outsides of my legs to my ankles.“Be still and feel how sweetly your curves fill my hands.”
Did he really like my curves?All of them?My thighs were chunky.I knew that.Could he possibly like those as well?
He picked up first one calf, then the other, his strong fingers stroking the tension from the muscles.“These legs in high heels make me crazy.”
I smiled internally.With all the walking I did, I had great calves.
The arch of each foot received a kiss before being placed back on the bed, his gentle fingers blazing a trail up my inner thighs.“But nothing on earth will beat these thighs wrapped around my head.”
Chill bumps raced over my tummy and tightened my breasts.It took every ounce of my control to stay still.My thighs buzzed with the desire to spread wide and invite him in.I swallowed the moan trapped in my throat.
I breathed deeply and evenly as he lulled me closer and closer to that zone where there were no thoughts, no worries, no past, no future, nothing save the pleasure of the present moment.
My ears perked up when he crawled back up beside me, but he only resumed his gentle ministrations around my shoulders and between my breasts before palming my belly.
His tongue traced the shell of my ear, his whispered promise leaving me breathless.“This sweet belly will carry my babies one day soon,” he whispered reverently.
My head sunk back on the pillow, my entire body going limp with his promise.
Hot and hard, his mouth came down over my nipple.
My eyes popped open.“Argh,” I cried out in a most unladylike manner, arching my back to push my breast further into his mouth.
He released me with a pop.“That’s five additional minutes.”
I opened my mouth.
He slanted me a look, half warning, half challenge, and I shut it again.
This time, I was keeping my eyes open.
He delivered the same sensual onslaught as before, this time when he tongued my nipple, I breathed deep and compelled myself to relax.
“Perfect, baby,” he breathed against my skin.
Kneeling between my legs, he leaned onto his hands and hovered over me.“Remember, don’t move.Not even your mouth.”
