Cowboy Casanova - Lorelei James [82]
Bennett grabbed a handful of hair and jerked her back up. “Look at yourself.”
“I-I don’t want to.”
“Not a request.” She watched his big hands in the mirror. His roughness to her softness. Those hard-skinned hands roved over her body. Holding her breasts, teasing her nipples, following the wide shape of her hips to her thighs. “You’re gorgeous, angel. So bold, yet so compliant. There isn’t anything sexier to me. No question you’re all woman. And how lucky that you’re all mine.”
A different type of heat, a melting sensation, filled her chest. Bennett knew her so well. Knew when her confidence needed bolstering. Knew when to force her to stop thinking and just feel. Just obey.
He put her vibrator in her hand. “Get yourself off with this. See how beautiful you are when you let go.”
One good thing about this scene—the vibrator would get her off quickly. Ainsley braced her left palm against the wall and turned the silver bullet on high.
As she placed the vibrator tip above her clit, Bennett’s hands cupped her breasts. His fingers toyed with her nipples. Then his mouth connected with the curve of her waist.
Oh. That felt fantastic. The string of openmouthed kisses down to her lower back. The sharp bite of his teeth and the sweet, soothing kisses he pressed over the skin he’d nipped.
When goose bumps danced across her body, he chuckled and tweaked her nipples hard.
She gasped. Then she realized she was supposed to be using the vibrator and set it directly on her clit.
“Huh-uh. Not yet. Fuck yourself with it. I wanna see it disappearing into that tight pussy.”
She rested the length against her slit before she inserted the buzzing object, allowing her head to fall back as she lost herself in pleasure.
A hard whack on her ass returned her focus to the mirror.
He bestowed such delicious agony on her back with that wicked mouth of his. She watched in the mirror as she shoved the vibrator into her hole, realizing what a turn on it was to see her swollen, glistening sex swallowing it.
“Come for me, angel. Show me again.”
She pulled the bullet out and held the tip directly on her clit. The sights, sounds and vibrations were overwhelming. She moaned when the blood-plumped tissues pulsed and moaned louder when Bennett pinched her nipples.
“Watch,” he demanded.
And she did. She didn’t hate the reflection of herself; she reveled in it. She was unapologetically wanton, a sensual woman riding the wave of ecstasy brought about by her lover’s command.
“That’s it, beautiful. See yourself as I see you.”
Those sweet words had more impact than back-to-back orgasms.
Bennett kissed a path up her left side, pausing to nuzzle the bottom of her breast. “Give me the vibrator.”
Ainsley held out it. Keeping their gazes locked in the mirror, he sucked the bullet into his mouth. Then he licked it clean with long strokes of his tongue, making happy growls before releasing it.
Okay. That was hot. Talk about stirring her juices again.
Bennett helped her down from the counter, making sure she was steady on her high-heeled shoes before letting go of her. He whipped off his shirt. Shucked his jeans. Rolled on a condom.
His eyes were wild with lust. All that masculine impatience was for her. She raised her chin and smirked.
“Ooh. Girl is getting cocky. I’d take that as a personal challenge if my cock wasn’t about to burst. Bend over. Hands on the floor. Spread your legs wide.”
That commanding Dom voice did it for her in a bad way. Once again her blood raced fast. As soon as her fingertips touched the cold tile, Bennett was behind her, canting her hips to his liking. His fingers pulled her pussy open and he plunged his cock inside to the root.
Her wet sex closed around his shaft in an intimate kiss.
He rammed into her, his pelvis pistoning faster with each deep stroke. Taking her how he wanted. Full throttle.