No Reservations - Megan Hart [38]
She closed her eyes and fell into the way his mouth felt. His hands were strong and sure, she knew she wouldn't lose her balance. He wouldn't let her. And that was a whole different level of fear and excitement.
Two more years, she could wait and then they could move to the next level. His daughters would be out of high school and things would be easier.
Oh Christ, the thing he did with his bottom lip against her dit, rolling it up and against the underside, following it then with his tongue. A sound dragged from low in her belly as her hips rolled forwards. Her knuckles whitened as her hold on the newel post tightened. Her skin was super sensitive, the air caressing it, his hands burning into her flesh, his mouth warm and wet as he devoured her. Her breath stuttered as she drowned in pleasure.
Need to grind her cunt into him warred with control, control that floated away like ash as she came, shattering around him, her head falling forwards.
He moved from beneath her, licking his lips, loving her taste. She was warm and relaxed, the way she went after dimax. He laid her back and she opened her eyes slowly, looking at him with a lazy smile.
'You're so good with that mouth of yours. Sexy.' She stretched and he watched as her breasts jiggled, offered to his gaze as her back arched.
'Glad you approve.' He grinned as she sat up, her hair fell forwards in a sweet-smelling curtain.
'I'm going to suck your cock now.' She arranged pillows and he sat back against them while she got on all fours and bent over him. He loved to see her this way, her ass swaying as he watched the show. Her mouth taking his cock over and over. So fucking pretty.
She sucked slow, wet and hard. The perfect combination. Each time she pulled up, she left his cock shiny, darkened as she brought him closer to the edge. One hand fisted at the base of his cock, angling him so she could suck him better and the other braced on his thigh, her nails lightly digging into the muscle there.
'Darling Kate, you look delightfully debauched there with a mouthful of my cock,' he murmured, running his fingers through her hair. That contradiction lured him. The way she was in court or at work, buttoned up, cool, sharply professional, versus the way she was with him. Sexual, adventurous, not afraid to ask for what she wanted or to demand it. He loved the hidden facets she only showed to a few people. His secret dirty girl. Dix liked that. A lot.
He liked it even more when she took him so deep he felt the back of her throat and his toes curled.
Gulping, he managed to croak out some encouragement but, for the life of him, once he'd said it, he couldn't remember what the fuck he'd said.
She toyed with him for what seemed like hours. Sweat beaded on his forehead and he couldn't seem to stop moaning. He was adrift in a sea she'd created. She was his only way back, his anchor.
You're a very bad, or rather good, girl. Christ, Kate, take pity on me and let me come,' he begged.
She pulled off, licking her lips, and he felt it like a phantom touch.
'Pity? Oh my sweet Charles, I have no pity. I'm a lawyer, remember? What I have is this, umm, what do I call it?' She played with her dit as she pretended to think, fisting his cock and sliding it up and down as she did.
'You're evil,' he gasped as she brought him right up to the edge and then, holy God, straddled him and slid down his cock hard and fast.
'Evil and making you come,' she agreed, as he came hard and fast as she surrounded him with her cunt. That hot, sweet place he'd dreamt of since the moment she'd left the car and headed into the airport three days before.
He tossed her to the bed and kissed her thoroughly. 'Why, hello there, counsellor. And how are you today?'
'A lot better now. My darling, Dix. It was only three days.' She tried to hide her indulgent smile but he won it anyway.
'I'm greedy when it comes to you.'
She made one of those little snuffling noises to indicate her amused annoyance and damn him if it didn't turn him on. Rolling her pretty ass out of bed, she sauntered