Desolation
Page 49“You won’t. The girls gave me tips.”
His brows go up, and his lips quirk. “Tips?”
“Mmhmm, tips.”
“Do you want to inform me on what kind of tips those were?”
I smile up at him. “Take me to bed and we’ll find out.”
He looks around the room, and then says, “Okay, what have you done with Pippa? Where did she go? Because this girl in front of me isn’t her.”
I frown. “You don’t like it.”
He looks back to me, and his eyes are soft and joking. “Course I love it, it’s just not something I thought I’d hear come from your lips.”
I lean up on my tiptoes and kiss him. “Well, I’m trying to be different.”
He grins and pulls me closer with an arm around my waist. His lips find mine and I let him kiss me softly for a while, before deepening the kiss until there are tongues, and groans, and wandering hands. He turns me around and pushes me down onto the bed. “You want me to give it to you? I’ll give it to you, baby. Are you ready?”
“Always,” I breathe as his body comes over mine.
He leans down and brushes his lips over my jaw before moving down my neck. He takes the hem of my shirt and quickly discards it, before making light work of the rest of my clothes. Then he kisses my breasts, slowly trailing his mouth over the soft flesh, before covering my nipples with his mouth. He sucks gently at first, and slowly pulls them deeper and deeper into his mouth.
He takes my hips, pushing them back down as he continues his torture on my breasts. When he’s satisfied, he slowly moves below them, licking and sucking my flesh as he moves down my body. He reaches my belly button and dips his tongue into the little groove. I whimper and shiver at the odd sensation. It shoots pleasure right to my sex.
Tyke’s hot mouth moves farther down, finding my hipbones. He kisses them and then moves right past my sex to my thighs. I cry out desperately as a throbbing begins in my core, and starts radiating out. It’s as if my body knows he’s there, and it wants more. I plead with him as he kisses my inner thigh, and I can feel his soft chuckle against my flesh.
“Tyke, please,” I beg. “Don’t make me wait anymore.”
“Then wait you won’t, princess.”
He moves his mouth up, gently sucking the inner lips of my sex into his mouth. The sensation is out of this world and my neck tilts backwards, pushing my head into the pillow as a strange pleasure starts filling my veins. I clutch the pillows beside me as his hot breath moves over my clitoris, and to the other side. He repeats this process, torturing me slowly.
“Tyke,” I plead. “Please.”
He hovers over my clitoris, his mouth so close I can feel him. Then slowly he lowers his head and closes his lips right over the aching nub. I instantly jerk and cry his name as the most amazing sensation takes over my body. It feels like heaven between my legs. I gasp Tyke’s name over and over as his tongue flicks out and rubs over and over, causing fire to erupt in my body.
“Oh, God, Tyke,” I gasp.
He sucks and licks until I’m bucking on the bed, his hands firmly planted on my legs to hold me down. Then, the most amazing sensation bursts to life. It’s like all the happiness in the world combined in one tiny explosion. I scream Tyke’s name as bolt after bolt of pleasure shoot from my core right through my body.
“Tyke,” I pant. “Tyke.”
He places a soft kiss to my aching flesh, and slowly crawls up my body, kissing a trail as he goes. When he reaches my mouth, he crushes his lips back down over mine and I can taste myself, a strange flavor that has my cheeks burning. Tyke kisses me until all I can taste is him, then he pulls back, staring down at me with more want in his eyes than I’ve ever seen before.
“Protected?” I whisper.
“On birth control?”
I nod. “I’m on the pill, because of severe periods.”
“You been on it long?”
“Since I got home.”
“Thank fuck—you good with me going ungloved?”
“Ungloved?” I’m confused.
“No condom.”
Oh.
Oh.
“I want to come inside you.”
“Ah, I don’t know. I’m not . . .”
“I’m clean, Pippa. I’ve never fucked anyone without a condom.”
Too much information.
“Okay, Tyke.”
His eyes flash and he takes hold of me, sitting up and turning us around so he’s sitting back against the headboard. He places me over his lap and I bite my lip, confused. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. I can feel his erection pressing right against my core, but I don’t know how he wants me to work this.
“Just slide down, baby,” he says in a thick voice. “Then rock.”
I swallow and meet his eyes, still unsure. He takes my hips and gently guides me down onto his length. I gasp as he begins filling me slowly. It’s still quite painful, but this time I’m more aroused and I adjust easier. When he’s filling me and we’re flesh to flesh, he gently rocks my hips. The sensation that fills me is quite delightful, and deep in my body, a bundle of nerves jerks to life.
“Work it so it feels good for you,” he says through clenched teeth. “Just ride me nice and slow, baby.”
I do as he asks, and gently rock my hips, sliding up and down, tilting until I find the sweet spot that seems to be igniting with every stroke. I close my eyes, let my head fall back, and focus on getting that point over and over again. Tyke rumbles something sexy, and then his finger is between my legs, rubbing. Fire burns in my sex and I gasp over and over as my body stiffens, preparing for something even more brilliant than the other times.