Page 61 of Musical Games
‘I didn’t want any VPL in this dress.’
‘What?’
‘VPL.’
He seemed utterly flummoxed. ‘What’s VPL?’
‘Visible Panty Line. Don’t you know anything about women’s underwear?’
He dropped his head and huffed a laugh between her breasts. ‘Not a thing.’
‘Well, that’s your first lesson done. Now, er, if you wouldn’t mind, erm...’
He glanced up and her heart skipped a beat. Another finger pushed inside her to join the first, his thumb now circling her clitoris.
‘Ah…’
He raised an eyebrow.
‘Er, yes, er, that.’
His fingers slipped free.
‘No! Don’t stop!’
He brought them to his mouth, his eyes still on hers and sucked.
Holy fucking shit.
He growled and her heart hammered out of control. Without breaking eye contact, he knelt up. He spread her legs, pushing her dress up over her thighs, opening her completely to him. He stroked slowly up and down the inside of her legs, going a little higher each time.
‘Tell me you want this, Sam.’
She nodded, swallowing rapidly as her mouth watered. ‘Yes, yes, yes. Please yes, Jamie.’
His gaze tracked a path down her body, stopping when it reached the apex of her thighs. His cheeks flushed and he blinked.
‘You’re so fucking beautiful.’
Sweet pain flooded her through her chest. Had anyone ever looked at her the way he did? Had anyone ever touched her like this?
He shifted down the bed, hooking her knees over his shoulders. He spread her open with a long slow lick and she slumped back into the pillows, scrunching the sheets in her fists, trying to anchor herself. He groaned into her, the vibrations spreading out in trembling waves, then lapped at her clit.
Sensations fluttered up inside her like firebirds, scorching the inside of her skin. He hummed into her, holding her tighter as she rocked against him. Her orgasm was building like a storm on the horizon. Every sound he made was the low rumble of thunder, every flick of his tongue the first drops of rain. She heard herself keening as the sensations whipped higher. She pulled a pillow over her face, moaning into the softness, falling into the feelings.
She’d never known pleasure like this. Every lick, every suck, every kiss felt wholly part of her. His tongue was insistent now, a steady, rhythmic pulse that imploded stars behind her eyes. She kept one hand on the pillow, muffling her cries, and threaded the other into his hair. His groans were shaking her body, each stroke of his tongue sweeping the flames higher. Her breath was ragged as she ran towards the storm. His tongue raced with her, urging her forward, until her orgasm split her apart like lightning, thundering through in an unstoppable wave.
He held on as her hips bucked, pleasure shaking and battering her, roaring through her body like a tornado. As her climax slowly subsided, she felt like she was floating above an empty landscape. Every thought, feeling and memory had been obliterated. The only thing left was Jamie and an eternity of pleasure.
He licked her again and fireworks flickered above her. She clenched her fist into his hair and he licked again. Her hips took over, grinding into his mouth as he increased the pace of his tongue. She stiffened as everything exploded again, crying his name into the pillow as her release blazed through her. When she finally got control of her breath, she tossed the pillow to one side and pulled on his hair to bring him up. He lay on his side gazing down at her, his cheeks flushed, eyes dazed. He stroked her hair and her heart squeezed.
‘Who taught you all of that?’ she whispered.
He looked shell-shocked, as if he wasn’t quite sure where he was, or what had just happened.
‘My sister.’
‘Wha—’
