Not wasting another second he bent to place moist kisses around the base of a breast. She arched her back and her breathing quickened. With his tongue he drew lazy patterns, but was careful to stay away from the center, driving her closer to that edge once more. After a minute or so he inched his way closer, now tracing the outer line of her areola.
Lucie made a frustrated noise and grabbed his head, trying to direct him to her nipple, but again Reid made her wait. Though she’d never believe him, holding back from taking her breast was almost just as torturous for him. At last he opened wide and drew as much of her as he could into his mouth. He lashed at her nipple with his tongue and sucked on her like she was his favorite hard candy. She cried out and arched into him until her back was bowed. Finally he pulled his head back until she was released from his lips with a wet pop. Her tight, reddened bud gave him the same high as knowing he’d won a round in one of his fights and gave him the same motivation to do it again.
He repeated the entire process on the other side, worshiping her breast with his mouth while his hands roamed over her satin skin. When he was certain he’d won round two as well, he released her breast and homed in on the location of his next conquest.
Raising up on his knees he used his hands to push her legs further apart. Her dark pink lips glistened with her honey. Unable to resist he parted them with his thumbs to gaze at the source. He’d never studied a woman like this before and was surprised he could actually see her inner walls tightening, desperate for something to hold on to.
Dragging his gaze away he saw the self-conscious look in her eyes. “You’re absolutely gorgeous. But you look too empty.” Holding her gaze he slid his thumbs in to circle the rim of her opening. “Want something to fill you up?”
She no sooner gave him a nod than he plunged both of his thumbs inside as far as they could go. She cried out as her pelvis shot off the pillows, her hands fisting in the ones unlucky enough to be under them. Her response fueled the fire inside of him until his core felt molten. When her hips lowered once more he rewarded her by thrusting his thumbs, putting pressure on her inner walls with every withdrawal.
He watched as her juices ran out, dripping down the crevice to her ass, and a deep thirst for her suddenly overwhelmed him. Repositioning himself lower, Reid began kissing her inner thighs.
“No, you don’t have to—”
“Yes, I do.” If he didn’t get his mouth on her in the next few seconds he’d go crazy. “I really do.”
Just as he was about to descend, her hand cupped his chin preventing him from going anywhere. “No, what I mean is, it doesn’t do anything for me, so you don’t have to do it.”
It took him several seconds to process what she’d just said. It doesn’t do anything for her? Either her ex was a total fuckup in the oral department or—no, he wasn’t even going to finish that. He’d bet his UFC contract the dude was a fuckup.
He encircled her wrist, pulled her hand from his face, and placed a kiss in her palm as he stared into her eyes. He needed her to see the truth in his as he spoke. “I need to taste you, Lucie. I’m dying to have you on my tongue, in my mouth. And I will guarantee that what I’m about to do, will do plenty for you.”
Reid didn’t give her the chance to debate the outcome with him. He dipped down and licked a path from the bottom all the way up, adding a bit of pressure when he got to her clit. She cried out and her hips tried to jackknife, but he held her in place so she couldn’t screw with his aim. She tasted like the sweetest of nectars. He could happily spend the rest of the night between her legs.
Over, around, and straight up the middle, he kept his tongue in constant motion, breaking it up with kisses and nibbles. He paid attention to every moan, every whimper, learning what she liked and what drove her positively fricking insane.
Sweat covered her body, her breasts heaved with her short breaths, her head thrown back and eyes squeezed tight. She was a sight like no other, writhing in the throes of passion. But there was something that would make it even better. For both of them.
“Lucie, baby.” He waited for the rasp of his voice to penetrate her lust-clouded mind. A moment later her lashes fluttered and her silver irises stared back at him. “Raise yourself up on your elbows. I want you to watch what I’m doing to this sweet * of yours.”
Slowly she did as he asked until she was propped up. With her legs bent and spread wide and her ass on a large pillow she had the perfect view. She’d been close to the edge before he’d stopped. Now it was time to bring her right to it and keep her there until she begged him to bring her over the other side. A devilish smile lifted a corner of his mouth as he once again sank between her legs.