She let her blouse slip from her shoulders. His hands were on her breasts in an instant, his thumbs sliding over the swells, then her nipples. The silk of her bra was no defense, and her nipples hardened as he swept his fingers over her bra.
He sat up and undid the clasp, and she shrugged the bra off. He pulled her forward and caught one aching bud between his lips, suckling her and driving her mad with his tongue, teeth and lips while using his hand to roll the other nipple between his fingers. She tangled her fingers in his hair and tried to hold on through the myriad of sensations shooting pleasure sparks straight to her core.
This wasn’t happening fast enough. She pulled away and scooted down his thighs, reaching for the button of his jeans. He leaned back on his palms and let her unzip him, her knuckles brushing his erection, causing him to jerk against her in response.
Yes, he was as primed as she was. And she wanted him in so many ways, all at once. She pulled his jeans and shoes off and got them out of the way, then dragged his boxers down, too.
His cock sprang up, hot and hard and delicious. She circled it with her hands, loving the soft, steely feel of it, the way the skin moved around the erect muscle, the engorged head just begging for a taste. She bent over the shaft and put her lips over the wide purple crest and swept her tongue over it, loving the way Gavin thrust against her mouth and groaned, then grabbed a handful of her hair as if he couldn’t control his reaction.
She wanted him out of control, wanted to see how far she could push him.
“I haven’t come since the last time we were together, Lizzie. If you’re going to suck me, I’m going to come in your mouth.”
She lifted her gaze to him, then took his cock all the way in her mouth. He thrust, giving her more. She took it, wrapping her hand around the base of his cock, stroking him as she wound her tongue around his shaft, dragging her tongue down the underside and licking him all the way down to his balls. She took them into her mouth and flicked her tongue over them. Gavin let out a guttural groan.
She swept her tongue up his shaft again, then took it between her lips.
“Suck it. Suck it hard.” She pressed his cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and gave him the suction he asked for, cradling his balls in her hands and massaging them.
He tightened his hold on her hair. “Yes. God, yes. That’s going to make me come, Lizzie.”
She bobbed up and down on his shaft, her hands on his thighs, feeling his muscles tighten, feeling the sheen of perspiration coating his skin as he thrust upward into her throat.
“Yeah, like that. Suck me. I’m coming.”
She loved listening to him, loved knowing she could give him this pleasure. And when he let out a wild groan, his whole body jerking as he jettisoned into her mouth, she swallowed, gripping his thighs and taking all he had to give her.
He smoothed his hand in her hair, and she licked his shaft, then moved up to kiss his belly. She rolled his shirt in her hand as she kissed up his abdomen, loving the rock-hard feel of him. He lifted and allowed her to pull his shirt off, then surprised her by rolling her over onto her back and laying a deep, penetrating kiss on her that left her breathless. He plundered her mouth, licked against her tongue, rubbed his lips against hers until she was mindless and her bones felt like butter.
“Now it’s my turn,” he said, kissing his way across her neck, her collarbone, and when he got to her breasts, he licked her nipples, taking his time to enjoy both until each peak stood hard, wet, and aching. Her body vibrated from his touch and his kisses as he moved down her body, dragging her Capris down until all she wore were her panties.
“These are pretty,” he said, kissing her hip bone where one of the ties of her cream silk panties lay.
“Thanks.”
“It’s like a present for me.” He untied one of the bows, kissing her next to her sex, then went to the other tie and undid the bow, pulling the material free and baring her sex to him.
She shuddered. “Gavin, I haven’t come either since the last time we were together.”
He lifted his gaze to her. “I’m going to fix that right now.”
He pressed his mouth to her * and laid his tongue on her.
“Oh,” was all she could manage, because he moved his tongue across her clit and any coherent thought was gone. Now she was merely a center of pleasure, focused on everything Gavin’s hot, wet tongue did to her as he glided across her sex.
Tension built in a hurry, and as he slipped a finger inside her, she quivered and knew she wasn’t going to last long. It was amazing the way he knew her body so well and could take her right to the edge in minutes. He pumped his finger in and out of her and moved his tongue in a slow circle over her clit. The sensation was like a lazy Sunday afternoon; her reaction anything but.
“Harder. Faster. Take me there, Gavin.”