Page 37 of Peak of Love
“I just fucking knew you’d taste better each time.” He bit each side of her inner thighs before pressing his mouth to her engorged clit and sucking. Between licks and kisses, he offered words as erotic as his touch. “This is for me, Celina. You taste so fucking good. So wet for me. This is for me.” He sank into her apex over and over again, greedily drinking her arousal.
“Dane, oh god, just like that.”
“I know, sexy girl.” And then he stopped talking and took care of her. Moving his face while he plunged his tongue. Rubbing his thumb to play with her seam while pressing his lips harder. She grabbed his hair. He welcomed the sting of her grip.
He felt her stiffen right before gasping breaths burst in the rhythm of her body’s powerful, racking convulsions. Dane continued his lips’ circular movements along her slippery channel in order to draw out her orgasm.
When he heard a stuttering exhale, he moved his hands up her stomach, pulling the shirt higher till it was over her head. And there she was. Fully naked, her eyes glassy with desire.
“My sweet, sexy Celina,” he choked out, “nothing in the world is more beautiful than you. Nothing.”
She smiled and reached out to move a strand of hair off his forehead. “You’re not seeing what I’m seeing.”
He took her caressing hand and kissed her knuckles. “You can’t imagine what I want to do with you,” he whispered.
“I don’t want to imagine it, Dane.” She opened her hand and stroked his jaw, his cheek. It felt good to be touched. More than good. When Celina touched him like this, pleasurewaslayered with lust and affection, care and hope.
Dane stood up and undid his jeans. He was so stiff, pulling them too quickly made his cock bounce against his abdominals in complaint. Panting, she licked her parted lips and thrust her chest out. Her beauty made him pause. Celina enraptured withhimwas a fucking work of art.
Their eyes met before she burst out, “Don’t you dare back out now!”
He chuckled, loving that she was a woman who knew what she wanted. She could be understanding and affectionate one second, while demanding and confident the next. He loved her glazed look as he knelt between her legs and made a show of putting on the condom. He loved the way she reached out to engulf him in a tender embrace while his ridge found the hot cradle of her center.
He lovedher.
That was Dane’s final thought as he plunged into her tight, liquid heat. Her gasp made him hold still until she rocked against him, accommodating his size. When she arched her hips, he pulled out and thrust again. Dane slid in and out, her body accepting his passionate grinding. Celina matched his pulsing penetration with her quivering walls.
She made wonderfully erotic sounds. Gasping moans filled the room while she chanted his name. Her chant matched the increased pace of gliding friction. He felt his brows dampen and the strain of holding back was nearly painful.Nearly,because it was the kind of discomfort that shared the nerve endings of pleasure. He was at a razor’s edge and it was glorious.
He devoured her breasts while continuing to pump into her. Pressing his tongue against one nipple and tweaking the other, Dane felt her channel pulse.
“Look at me, Celina,” he demanded. “Look at me when you come for me, baby.”
She struggled to keep her eyes open just as her body milked him with forceful clenches. He held her gaze till her eyes rolled to the back of her head and then he toppled over with her.
Lost in his own climax, Dane rolled his hips before that final, brutal thrust that made everything slip away. He roared and shuddered through a release so forceful, he might have blacked out a little.In a blissful haze, Dane wrapped his arms around the woman who stirred his passion and quenched his desire like no other.
Dane could no longer deny the glaring truth:He never wanted a woman like this because he’d never loved a woman till now.
Unfortunately, his epiphany mixed with the salty taste of tears falling down her face. Alarm shot through his spine.
“Celina, are you OK? Did I hurt you?”
Shaking her head, she gently placed two hands under his jaw. “You didn’t hurt me. No. Not at all.”
He kissed her tears. “Why are you crying? Tell me why, baby.”
“I’m overwhelmed, Dane. That was… ”
He held his breath. There was no regret, although there was definitely a reckoning. His feelings could no longer be denied, but at what risk?
“It was what?”
“I don’t know how to explain it. I’m sorry. I’m… ” She struggled to sit up because tears weren’t falling. They were gushing. Celina’s shoulders shook while she sobbed into her hands.
He was no longer alarmed; Dane was downright panicking. “Celina, baby, come here.” As inadequate as he felt, he offered an embrace. “Tell me how to make it stop. Tell me what you need. Anything, Celina.Anything.”
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she said, finally finding her voice. She sounded a little embarrassed. “I swear I’m not upset. It’s just that.”
