Page 64 of Late Nights & Love Lines
I trace a finger around the teeth marks three times.Mine. It roars throughout my body and rings in my ears.
She shudders beneath me, and I drop my lips to her other breast while my hand caresses down her body to her panties. Cupping her, I savor the wetness already soaking the material. Then, I lap, lick, and suck her nipples while I tug her panties to the side and delve into her silky heat.
Her pussy sucks me in greedily, and if I had any less self-control, I might come on the spot.
“Seb,” she whines.
I press on her clit with the palm of my hand while my fingers explore, fuck, and curl to the most sensitive space inside her.
“Oh, God, please,” she moans, and I can’t wait another second.
Releasing her nipple from my teeth, I kiss down her body, each one rushed in my efforts to find home.
She wiggles and pushes her panties down, and I thank my lucky stars she’s not pushing me away.
Lowering my body to the ground, I place my hands under her ass and lift. Waiting for her to look down at me, I inhale deeply.
So fucking sweet.
When our gaze connects, I don’t give her a warning. I deep dive into her, searching for her clit with my tongue and teeth as she rocks beneath my touch.
“Oh. Oh, God.” Her thigh muscles lock around my ears, and I chuckle against her.
I’m a man possessed, and I don’t slow down. Not when her moans and pleas urge me on, showing me what she needs as if she’s writing a road map of her pleasure for me.
I slide two fingers inside of her, and her hands fall to my head, pressing me harder against her, and my grin feels just this side of maniacal.
“You need more?” I growl into her sensitive flesh. “Harder? Faster?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
I don’t know what will happen after this, but I’m an enthusiastic prisoner to her demands and will give her everything I am.
I sink my teeth around her clit and flick at it relentlessly with my stiffened tongue while adding a third finger and crooking it, reaching and stretching until I find that magical secret button.
As soon as the pad of my finger connects, I press my free palm into the skin above her mound, hard, while sucking her clit like a goddamn vacuum.
Rowan screams unintelligible words that spur me to move faster and harder until she falls completely silent. I almost pull away, sure something’s wrong, but then her body stiffens and shakes violently through her orgasm. Her inner walls squeeze and throb against my fingers, so I don’t stop my ministrations.
No, I press again on her pelvis, suck even harder, and fuck her ruthlessly until her orgasm rolls into another and she covers my face with her juices.
Lapping, licking, sucking all that I can until her body relaxes into a boneless heap.
Rowan’s eyes are open wide, and if I hadn’t been the one to bring her to this precipice, I might worry that she’s in shock.
Or maybe I am.
I’ve never witnessed anyone come like she did. Silently beautiful as she twisted and came undone in the moonlight.
She opens her mouth, but no words come out.
“Are you okay?” I crawl up her body dropping random kisses whenever I can’t control the compulsion to taste her.
She nods enthusiastically, but exhaustion is also creeping in.
I did that to her, and my chest expands with the pride of a fucking caveman.
“Do you want to stop?” I whisper, hovering above her lips. Her scent and taste cover my lips, and I know she can smell her desire on me. Her eyes dilate as she stares at my mouth. “Peach? Do you want to stop?”
