“Do you have any idea how much you make me ache?”
“If it’s anything like the way I’m aching right now, yes.”
He smirks and circles to the other side of the bed, his eyes still pinned to my body, making me squirm and rub my thighs together to try to ease the ache between my legs.
“Ty, please touch me.”
“Oh, I plan to, sweetness. I’m going to touch you all fucking day.”
My breath catches at his promise. I bite my lip and watch him as he moves onto the bed and kneels between my legs.
“I love losing myself in you, beautiful. But I realize that I haven’t taken my time to explore you like I’ve been craving. I am going to slowly worship every inch of this amazing body, Lauren. Do you have any issues with that?”
I shake my head no, entranced in the heat in his eyes.
Finally, finally, he touches me. His hands settle on my feet and glide up my calves to my knees and my inner thighs, his touch light and soothing.
“Your skin is so soft.” He plants soft, openmouthed kisses to my inner thighs, working his way higher. I pull on the tie holding my hands, wanting desperately to touch him. “You’re going to have to be patient, baby. This is going to take a while.”
“You’re trying to kill me.”
He smiles against my thigh and then bites me gently. “But what a way to go.”
I chuckle, then moan as his tongue drifts up my inner thigh to my core, making me shudder.
“God, you’re good at this,” I whisper.
“I can’t get enough of you, Lo.” He wraps those amazing lips of his around my clit and gently pulls, brushing the tip of his tongue over the nub until I’m writhing, chasing the unbelievable sensation of his mouth on the most sensitive part of me.
He slides down to my lips and kisses them, then slides his tongue inside me with a rolling motion and pushes his nose against my clit, and I come up off the bed in a wave of sensation.
His hand settles on my stomach, over my navel, holding me still as he continues to lap at me, his lips dancing over my pussy, making me mad.
“God, Ty.”
“Watch me, Lauren.”
My eyes open and find his as he slides his tongue up and down my slit, his mouth glimmering in my juices.
“You taste amazing.”
“Breakfast of champions,” I mutter.
His eyes smile up at me, then he plunges a finger into my pussy and pulls up against my G-spot, sending me spiraling into a crazy orgasm, pushing my pelvis against his face and pulling on the ties, longing to hold his head against me.
He kisses each thigh, my smooth pubis, over to my left hip bone.
“Your body amazes me.” His nose skims over to my belly. He presses a soft, wet kiss to my navel, then raises on an elbow and traces my abs with his fingertip. “Your muscle tone is amazing.”
I grin down at him as my stomach flinches under his light touch.
“Ticklish?” He grins.
“Yes.”
“Hmm, I’ll have to remember that for later.” He settles on his stomach, his chest at my pelvis, eye-level with my breasts, and he continues to gently caress my skin, trailing a path around my breasts, beneath them, between them.
My nipples are peaked and screaming for his mouth.
He lowers his head and sweeps his tongue over one, then the other, leaving them wet. “I love your breasts.”
“You’re a boob man?”
“I’m a Lo man.” He chuckles and pulls a tight peak into his mouth, licking and sucking lazily.
Finally, he climbs up me and kisses my arm, then moves to my mouth, hovering above me, gazing down at me.
“You’re so beautiful, Lo.”
“Thank you,” I whisper.
He settles his lips on mine, and I can still smell and taste myself on his mouth. It just turns me on more. I wrap my legs around his hips, grind my core against his hard erection, still covered by the cotton of his shorts.
“Please make love to me,” I whisper against him.
“I will.”
“I want to touch you.”
“You will.”
“Have I mentioned that I’m not a patient person?” I growl.
He chuckles and unties my hands, kisses me once more before pulling off me completely.
He effortlessly flips me over. “Hold on to the headboard.”
I immediately comply, reaching up and gripping tightly on the metal of the bed. Suddenly, Ty is covering me with his body again. Heat is rolling off him. His erection is pressing against my ass.
He leans in and whispers in my ear, “I’ve been wanting to do this since the first time I saw this ink.”
He kisses my shoulder and over to my spine, then kisses all the way down my back, over my tattoo.
When he reaches the bottom, he starts up again, but this time trailing over the ink with the tip of his tongue. I squirm beneath him, delighting in the feel of the soft sheets against my sensitive breasts and bare pussy, silently begging him to finally slip inside me.
His hands cup my ass, squeeze, then glide down my thighs before finding my ass once more.
“Your ass is perfect. Firm, round. It fits flawlessly in my hands.”
Dear God, his words are as sexy as his body, as the delicious things his hands are doing to me. I’ve never had my body explored so thoroughly.
“Your back is slender, and with your arms up over your head like this, your muscles are spectacular.”
I feel him slip his hand down my spine over my bottom, and he pushes his fingers into my pussy again.
My hips buck, pushing back against his hand, needing to feel him deeper.
“You like that, baby?” he whispers against my skin.
“God, yes.”
I feel him shimmy behind me, pushing his shorts down his thighs and legs, and suddenly he’s blanketing me with his hard body and his bare cock is pressed to my opening.
He slides in slowly, lazily, until he’s buried balls-deep. I try to pull my knees under me, to lift my ass in the air, but he holds me flat, plants his hands on the cheeks of my butt hard enough to leave handprints for days, and begins to ride me.
“I can’t hold back any longer, sweetness, I’m sorry.”
“God, it feels so good, Ty.”
His thrusts quicken. His breath is harsh. “Give me one more, Lo. Come with me.”
I shake my head and push back against him.
“Yes, Lauren.” He leans down, braces one hand on the bed at my hip, and pushes the other beneath me, between my legs, to circle my clit.
My toes curl.
The world shatters around me as I come hard, clenching around him and milking his hard cock with my pussy.