Page 36 of Moving to Love
“Jesus.” He pulled away and leaned down, so his mouth was next to her ear. “You’re a little vixen, Joci. But we have some playing to do first.”
His warm breath floated over her shoulder and her ear. She shivered. He chuckled. His scent wrapped around her, and she felt the wetness between her legs. Had she ever been this excited?
She felt something soft wrap around her wrists. Jeremiah tied both hands together with a soft cord or cloth.
“Now, turn back around and scoot to the middle of the bed.” His voice was tight.
She scooted on her knees and moved to the center of the bed. She turned to face him and then sat on her legs. When she raised her eyes to look at him, he sucked in a breath.
“You’re stunning, Joci. I can hardly believe you’re finally here with me. All day today, I kept reminding myself it was real. I’ve waited so long for you and dreamed about you so much.”
Joci had to blink back the tears. She was still amazed that he felt so strongly about her. That he was willing to voice those feelings was even more amazing.
He leaned forward and ran his fingers along her jaw. He slid his fingers into her hair at her temple and cupped the back of her head. He ran his thumb over her bottom lip and then let his hands fall to her breasts.
“Do you know what I like about you having your hands tied behind your back?”
“No.” Her voice was so soft, her throat so dry watching him and listening to him, she couldn’t even hear herself. She cleared her throat and licked her lips.
“No,” she said a little louder.
“I like that your amazing breasts are thrust forward and just begging me to touch them, lick them. I like that I can do what I want to you, and you can’t stop me with your hands, but you trust me enough to know that I won’t hurt you. Do you know what that means to me, Joci?”
“No,” she said again, softly.
He looked into her stormy eyes. For several seconds, they stared at each other. He didn’t even know if he had the words to tell her what this sight did to him. He had to pick the right time to tell her how he felt. He didn’t want to screw this up.
“I can’t explain it. I’ve never been so speechless in my life. Right now, you render me speechless.”
Joci’s lips tilted up on the sides. Jeremiah leaned forward and sucked one of her breasts into his mouth. He reached a hand up and cupped the other breast while he suckled the first in his mouth. He sucked hard and nipped at her nipple. She closed her eyes and moaned. Jeremiah pinched her other nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it until it was hard and pointed. Joci huffed out a breath and squirmed. He smiled against her breast while he sucked and licked.
“Do you like that, Joci?” He looked up at her. “Does that make you wet?”
She gazed at him and nodded. At the same time, she sighed, “Yes.”
“Really? How wet are you, baby?”
Jeremiah trailed kisses down her belly all the way down to her curls. He dipped his tongue a little lower. He licked her seam and found her clit and sucked it into his mouth.
She groaned loudly. Her legs shook.
“Spread your legs wider for me, sweetheart. Show me your pretty pussy.”
Joci moved her legs apart a little more.
“Oh, so pretty. And you taste so good.”
Jeremiah slid his tongue along her opening and sucked her into his mouth. She panted. She’d been waiting all friggin’ night. After she had sucked his cock in the garage and he told her what he would do to her, it was all she could think of. She wanted him in every way. He was like a drug to her. On some level, she felt like she shouldn’t want this so bad, but on another, she couldn’t stop herself.
This afternoon, when they came back to the house and she thought she would leave, she really couldn’t bring herself to do it. All her bravado to Jeremiah that she would walk was just that. Bravado. She didn’t know if she could walk away. She couldn’t let him cheat on her, but walking away from him would be tantamount to cutting off a limb.
Jeremiah continued to pleasure her with his thick, strong fingers. He knew just how to use them on her. In and out, slowly, while he sucked and nipped at her clit. The rhythm he used was intoxicating. His mouth and tongue were like heaven.
“Jeremiah, can I come? Please tell me I can come.”
He looked up at her. “You never have to ask me if you can come, Joci. If I make you feel good enough to come, I want you to come. I want you to come on my face, on my fingers, on my cock. I want you to come everywhere.”
She whimpered. Jeremiah went back to licking and sucking her, and then he slid a second finger inside of her channel, and that was it. Joci cried out his name as the orgasm hit.
