More Than a Mission - Caridad Pineiro [59]
“Lizzy?” he questioned at her delay.
“Just…admiring,” she answered and laid her hand in the middle of his chest. Shifted it over to caress his pec. Run it along the hard edge of his nipple.
He wanted to do the same, and he reached up, cupped her breast. Took her nipple between his fingers and gently twisted it.
Her eyes half closed for a moment and her breath hitched slightly. She liked that. A lot. But so did he.
He needed her closer, so he placed his hands on her hips, exerted gentle pressure so that she would straddle him, the center of her just above his erection, her soft hairs teasing the sensitive skin at the edge, just below the condom’s reach. Then he reached up once more, cradled both her breasts and pleasured her as she slowly explored him.
She placed her hands on his chest and loitered for a moment before inching them down his body, investigating every hollow and plane. Her palms were smooth against his skin, warm and slightly damp.
When she met his gaze, her pupils were open wide. Her lips must have been dry because she licked them nervously.
And suddenly he wanted to lick them too.
He surged up, captured the back of her head in his hand and kissed her. Slipped his tongue into her mouth and sucked on it. When he pulled back a bit and their gazes collided, they both knew it was time.
He didn’t lie back down. He needed to see her eyes. Be close to her as she took him in.
She shifted the final inch, raised her hips and hesitated for just a second, poised above him. Would she take him hard and fast or…
Slowly, Elizabeth thought.
The tip of him just breached her entrance. She lowered her hips, lingering over every inch of him as she moved downward. Her breath was held prisoner in her chest and his face filled her vision as he stretched her.
When she finally had taken all of him in, she paused as the sensation nearly overwhelmed her. “Aidan?” she said and licked her lips.
He picked up one hand and cupped the side of her face. The other was supporting him, allowing him to be close to her as she rode him. “Sweet Lizzy. This is…amazing.”
She couldn’t argue. His length tucked inside her was creating a jumble of sensations. Heat. Wet. A clenching of her insides that demanded she do more to satisfy the knot of need somewhere inside her. Was it down there and just sexual? Or was it in her heart? she wondered, but then she flexed her hips and moved upward, languidly.
The friction of it made her moan and close her eyes.
Aidan didn’t press her then and she was glad for it. She wanted to focus on the pleasure of him next to her. In her. On the delicious sensations that came from moving on him, slowly at first, but then faster and faster as she sought her satisfaction.
He urged her on with soft encouraging words. With the lick of his tongue at the sensitive spot on her neck that he had sucked before. At her breasts as he caressed them with his hand.
At some point, he finally lay back down and brought his hands to her hips to help guide her.
With her hands leaning on his chest and her hips pumping against him, she was near the edge. Her breath was rough in her chest. Her body was trembling. It would only take a little more, she thought, aware that she was near release.
He must have sensed it, as well; for he exhorted her onward, and when she was poised at the edge, he leaned up just enough to suck at the tip of one breast, then bit it gently.
It pushed her over the edge.
She drove down on him hard, called out his name as her body shuddered and trembled with her climax. But he was still hard within her and even as he soothed her with his hands, she could feel her hunger coming back to life.
Aidan sensed her renewed need even as he marveled at it. She had pleasured herself with him, but the pleasure hadn’t been all hers. The feel of her around him, of her breasts and legs and skin…of all of her, was so enticing that he didn’t want it ever to end.
But already her renewed desire was