The first swipe of his tongue was enough to send her eyes rolling to the top of her head. It was so damn good she could already feel the base of her spine tingling from impending orgasm.
Reed gave her another thorough lick, then another, nice and slow and so very sweet. She appreciated that he started off that way. Didn’t apply too much pressure. Drew out her pleasure with the featherlight strokes of his tongue. This was a man who knew what he was doing, who gauged her responses and adjusted his technique based on each soft moan that left her mouth, each delighted gasp and sharp tug of her fingers in his hair.
“I…” Darcy fought for air. “I’m too close. I need…I need your mouth on my clit.”
Groaning, he gave her exactly what she wanted. The moment he sucked, the pressure detonated in an orgasm that rocked her body and fragmented her mind. Darcy cried out when he slipped a finger inside her, pumping it in her wet channel to milk every last bit of pleasure out of her.
Her eyelids fluttered open once she’d crashed back to earth, and rather than feel lethargic or limp like she usually did after coming, every nerve ending in her body crackled to life and triggered a burst of energy that shot her up into a sitting position.
She jabbed a finger at him. “Get on your back. Now.”
Humor danced in his eyes. “Someone’s a little bossy.”
“A lot bossy,” she corrected. Her gaze landed on the erection jutting from his groin. “As of this moment, I’m in charge. So get on your back.”
Jeez, where were these brazen orders coming from? She wasn’t quite sure what had spurred them. All she knew was that she needed to explore every inch of this man’s body. Make him come apart, the same way he made her come apart.
Reed didn’t seem to be complaining. With a crooked grin, he stretched out on the sofa. His muscles flexed enticingly as he propped his hands behind his head and offered an expectant look. “There. Is this submissive enough for you?”
Her eyes never left his cock, which was practically beckoning her to touch it. “Oh yeah. That’s exactly what I wanted.”
Darcy scooted lower and straddled his knees, leaning forward to flatten her palms on his chest. His pecs quivered beneath her touch, telling her that he wasn’t as relaxed as he was letting on.
She swiped her tongue over her bottom lip, then flashed him an impish smile. “You’re not the only one, by the way.”
His eyes narrowed. “The only one who what?”
“Who’s thought about this.” Her palm grazed his tight abs before finding his cock. She slowly curled her fingers around the thick shaft. “I’ve also pictured you coming on my tongue.”
Then she lowered her head and took him in her mouth.
…
Reed felt like he’d been poked with a cattle prod the second Darcy’s lips enclosed his cock. His lower body jerked upward. The sensation of her hot mouth surrounding him was so intense he struggled not to prematurely blow his load and end things before they even got good.
And boy, did they get good. Darcy’s mouth was pure heaven. Warm and wet and firm and—his brain swiftly blanked in the adjective department when she sucked him all the way down to the root, her happy little moan vibrating through his body.
“That feels so good,” he mumbled. “Keep sucking me deep, just like that.”
She licked a path along his shaft on the upstroke, then kissed the blunt tip before teasing the slit with her tongue and lapping up the moisture leaking out of it. Holy hell. He never wanted this to end. He never wanted her to stop.
Reed’s fingers threaded through her wavy hair, but he didn’t guide her head. He just stroked the silky strands as she gobbled him up with deep strokes and tight suction. Christ, he’d fantasized about this for months, but his meager imagination hadn’t done it justice. He gazed down at the beautiful naked woman sucking his cock, floored by the sight, and more turned on than he’d ever been in his life.
“I love doing this.” Her breath teased his engorged head, and then she began licking up and down his shaft like she was savoring a cool ice cream cone on a hot summer day.
Every sound she made brought on a violent shudder. He’d never witnessed a woman enjoying a blowjob this damn much, and he had a feeling that if he slipped his hand between her legs right now, he’d find her even wetter than before.
“Keep doing that,” he groaned when her tongue found the sweet spot at the underside of his dick. Then she moved lower and he groaned louder. “Oh yeah, baby, use your tongue to play with my balls. Hell, that’s good.”
Her wicked mouth continued its torturous exploration, until his grip on her hair grew so tight he was scared he might be hurting her. But she didn’t seem to mind. Her breathy moans echoed in the air, mingling with the wet sounds of her mouth devouring his cock.