Seven Nights of Sin - Lacey Alexander [61]
And then her movements slowed, just a little, turning more rhythmic, and her eyes fell shut, and he knew, that fast, she would come.
“Oh God, baby,” she purred—then, softer, “yes. Now. Yes.”
Her head dropped back and he sensed the orgasm pounding through her as he watched her breasts bounce, her whole body jolting slightly—again, again. Damn, she was beautiful when she came.
Of course, most women were, but when Brenna climaxed, he couldn’t help seeing that staid office girl in his mind, and the contrast between that vision and this one made it all the more incredible.
“Oh, wow,” she sighed, her body dipping slightly forward, a sexy smile of relief taking over her face as she met his gaze.
“That was fast,” he said with a grin, going still now, just for a minute, to let her recover.
“I told you how close I was.”
“I love that you stayed aroused all damn night long.”
She nodded, smiled, and lazily licked her lips, confirming that—indeed—she had.
And for some reason he remembered her trying this position in the tub last night, and nearly pushing him under, which he’d thought was cute as hell. “This is a much better place for you to be on top,” he said, gritting his teeth again as he began to drive upward again into her hot, drenched flesh.
As she began to meet his thrusts, her answer came on labored breath, between strokes. “This is…the first time…we’ve done it…in a bed.”
His breathing turned just as ragged. “Don’t…get too attached…to the bed, babe.”
“Why?”
“It’s…a surprise.” Something that had occurred to him on the gondola, when they’d been talking dirty, when he’d been making her fantasize about fucking him in the boat.
“Another one?”
“For tomorrow night. And I promise…you’ll like it. Now let me…suck your tits.” He needed them in his mouth more than he needed air to breathe.
Biting her lip, she leaned over, bracing her arms on both sides of his head, letting those beautiful breasts dangle over his face. He captured one erect nipple between his lips, letting the hardness on his tongue drive him mad as he licked, French-kissed, then sucked.
Above him, her moans flooded the room and he understood that Brenna’s tits were even more sensitive than he’d realized. Moving to the other breast, he drew the beautifully beaded peak into his mouth, still plunging his cock up into her welcoming pussy. “Oh baby,” she breathed as he suckled her still more roughly, and when she arched deeper, he took in as much of the soft female flesh as he could.
Her breath grew thready again—quick, and her movements more sensual. Damon closed his hands over her ass, stretching his fingers to encompass as much of her rear as he could, massaging, matching the rhythm she used to fuck him now. He felt her desire gathering, tightening—and he was more than ready to erupt in her but held back, because he knew she was going to come again.
Her moans intensified, her breath growing still more shallow.
He sucked hard, pulling her nipple as far back in his mouth as he could, listening to her soft cry of pleasure.
He rammed his erection upward in hard, slow strokes.
And then it broke—he heard her sob, felt the slight collapse in her pelvis, then her cunt thrusting, thrusting, as she rode it out, her whole body moving and sliding against his, creating perfect friction.
Finally, she sank to his chest, appearing thoroughly spent. “Oh my God,” she finally whispered. “I can’t believe I came twice—just like last night.”
Running one hand through her silky hair, he smiled. “Why not?”
She sounded exhausted. “Well, I hear all the stories about multiple orgasms, but…I just never really had them—until you.”
“How was this one?” he asked softly.
“Um…intense.”
“In a good way?”
She nodded against his T-shirt.
And he instinctually rolled her to her back, without ever withdrawing, until he lay on top of her, peering down at her face, her cheeks flushed, her expression still impassioned.
He thought maybe he’d never looked so closely at her before this moment. Her green eyes possessed little flecks of gold and brown that made him think of a starburst. “Pretty