Page 18 of The Singer and the Silent Type

“Oh,” she said softly. “Wow.”

I knew that I was a bit on the large side, but realized that she was likely more surprised because it was the first one she’d seen in person. Lying on my back, I wondered what she had in mind. Her delicate hands wrapped around the base, as she slowly, cautiously, stroked the entire length.

“I haven’t been with a woman in a really long time,” I said sheepishly, “So I might be a little sensitive.”

“That’s probably good,” she said, flashing me a wink, “Since I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing.”

Lorena proved herself a complete liar when she moved down between my legs, popping the head of my shaft between her perfect lips and sucking my length into her mouth. She moved slowly at first, taking her time and getting a feel for it before increasing her speed up and down.

“Sweet Jesus,” I muttered, involuntarily grabbing the back of her hair, intending to slow her down. But she worked her hands and mouth together, creating pressure across the entire length of my shaft.

Feeling her tongue fluttering against my flesh was more than I could take, but she looked up at me so hopefully, obviously wanting to please me. “Slow down, it feels too good,” I groaned.

She gave her head a tiny shake, then began actually sucking hard, moving quicker. Watching her smiling eyes as she seemed so dedicated to satisfying me made my entire body shudder.

“Mmm, I can’t stop, angel.”

Lorena’s tiny nod was all it took. Her lips pressed harder, and she seemed ready to take it all. I tried to be as gentle as I could, but my fist in her hair was moving her sweet lips just a bit faster.

“Baby...” I growled, staring into those beautiful sweet eyes as everything tightened. Exploding down her throat, she blinked in surprise, swallowing quickly as I released every bit of tension in my body.

The second I could catch my breath and see straight, I pulled her up gently by the shoulders to kiss her. “I’m sorry, angel, I didn’t mean to pull your hair like that. I didn’t mean to lose control.”

“I’m fine,” she giggled. “Actually, um, I liked it. I’ve always wanted to try that.”

I laughed out loud in relief. “Really?”

“Yeah,” she blushed. “It just felt…naughty.”

A girl who was so unbelievably sweet, but wanted to be naughty in the bedroom? I honestly could not believe my luck.

Chapter Nine

~ Lorena ~

I was surprised at how comfortable I was with Cody. Everything we did together just felt right, and somehow my nervousness was falling away. Then I was shocked as he flipped me onto my back, kissing down my body until his huge hands pressed my thighs apart to make room for his mouth.

My strange gasping moan didn’t even sound human as it filled the room. He kissed along every bit of my skin as if he were ex

ploring me. Memorizing my body.

His deep eyes looked up at me as his tongue began to lick steadily right where I was wettest. He stroked all the way along that magical cluster of nerves, sending sparks of pleasure straight down to my toes.

I loved that he took his time with me, not wanting to rush a single moment. I loved that he was so close to me already, so intimate and connected. As my breath began to rattle in my chest, his eyes smiling up at me, I realized that I was already falling completely in love with him.

My fingers tangled in the top of his hair as my hips began to squirm, that deep hum of desire overtaking me.

He dug his tongue in harder, lapping at me as if I were the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted. Every single thing he did made me feel precious. I couldn’t help but feel greedy for wanting more, then he added the tip of a second finger, pressing steadily inside me. I pulled his tongue against me tighter until the deep, tingling heat flooded me in deep waves, my moans becoming a shriek as I came.

When I finally stopped shaking and gasping, Cody looked up and licked his lips. “I knew you’d be delicious,” he grinned.

He laid beside me, wrapping me in his arms. “Wow,” I whispered, shaking my head and laughing at myself.

“Do you want me to sleep here?” he asked.

“Yes. Please.”

Our bodies tangled together, my head tucked into the crook of his shoulder. “You feel perfect against me, angel,” he murmured, kissing the top of my hair.

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