Page 9 of Peak of Love
“Maybe,” he mumbled and moved behind her so his breath tickled the hairs at the back of her neck. “But it isn’t wrong either.”
And then she felt his hands on her shoulders. Large, calloused hands gently rubbing the concave of her collarbones. She expected to feel alarmed and embarrassed. Instead, Celina was overcome with a surge of complicated sensations.
“I want to take care of you,” he cooed. “Just this once, let me give you exactly what you need.”
It didn’t just feel good to have his hot breath mingle with the night air, warming her back. It wasn’t a matter of simple bliss as firm fingers turned her into putty.
Relief.That’s what it was. Someone offering what she needed so simply. So directly. In her delirious state, giving in to the temptation of relief seemed logical. Even inevitable.
“Dane,” she exhaled, unable to say more.
“Is that a yes, sweet Celina?”
She pressed her eyes tightly and bit her lower lip to hold back a moan as his thumb moved up her neck.
“I’ll need you to say it, baby. Say you’re ready to feel good.”
“Yes. Yes, I’m ready.”
“That’s right. Now lean back and hold on,” he rasped as he guided her arms outward so she could cling to the sides of the hot tub.
She felt him move away and almost reached out in confusion when his heat returned. He must have removed his shirt. She watched his bare forearms as his masculine hands ran along her arms.
“This is how it’s gonna go, Celina. You’re going to tell me what you want. And if something doesn’t feel right or you want to stop, you say the word, alright, baby? This is all about you.”
“Uh, OK,” she said.
He massaged her hands, one in each of his. “Show me how you touch your breasts,” he ordered.
She led both of his hands towards her chest till his finger brushed against her pebbled nipple. They both moaned at the contact. She moved in circles and then he took over, plumping her breasts from the side and then confidently sliding his thumbs over her nipples. She shivered with the pleasure of his touch. It had been so long. So fucking long since capable hands made her feel this soft, this supple.
“Can I put my lips right here, sweet Celina? Will you let me taste your sweet skin?”
“Ye-yes,” she managed. His lips were soft and his beard tickled. The sensations—both too much and not nearly enough—left her crazed and confused.
While rubbing her breasts, Dane roamed his lips up and down her neck. He kissed her neck with controlled suction and just the barest stroke of his tongue. His hands continued their firm strokes until one of them pinched her nipple. The sharp jolt was so intensely pleasurable, she arched upwards. “Oh, god,” she whined. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
“You like that?” he rasped before sinking his teeth into her neck and pinching both her nipples.
“Oh fuck, yes.” She felt the bite and the pinch in her core. The sharp sensation at the brink of pain morphed into acute throbbing.
One of his hands strayed lower while the other continued kneading her breasts. She had a moment of self-consciousness at the softness of her belly. It disappeared when he whispered in her ear, “I love how good you feel. You could drive a man crazy, you know that? Goddammit, Celina, you feel amazing.”
His hand moved lower, rubbing over her hip before drawing figure eights by her inner thigh, centimeters from her center.
“I’m going to touch you exactly where you need to feel me. I’ll be nice and slow at first. And when you’re ready for more, you’re going to let me know.”
She barely managed to nod. Dane softly lay two fingers at the top of her seam, moving languidly to find her clit and putting the sensitive nub between them. Ever so lightly, he moved in a tight circle. Her toes curled at the carnality coaxed by his capable touch.
“In-inside. Pl—please,” she stuttered.
“You want me to feel your beautiful pussy, sweet girl? Is that it?”
“Yes. Yes.”
He moved two blunt fingers up and down her seam. “So slippery. So perfect. Such a sweet, sexy girl,” he whispered before pushing in. The shock of bliss at being filled with his thick fingers elicited a long moan from Celina. He slowly pumped his fingers in and out, spreading her arousal and making her clench around the stiff penetration.
His hand on her breast moved lower. With his hot breath against her skin, licking and sucking her shoulder, her neck, her ear, Dane spoke words beyond her wildest erotic imagination.
