“Why do I think that’s the first time you’ve ever said that to a woman?” I tease, closing my eyes and enjoying his lips against my skin.
“Because it is,” he says, and I feel him smile against my neck.
“I want you,” I whisper. “Now’s not the time to be a gentleman, Ardan.”
He lifts his head at that, then kisses my mouth while pushing down the straps of my tank top, along with my bra straps. I sit up enough so I can reach behind me to undo my bra. He pulls it off for me, throwing it aside, then pulls down my top to my waist, baring my breasts and stomach to him.
“Fuck,” he grits out, cupping my breasts with his hands and squeezing gently. “You’re beautiful everywhere.”
I look down at my boobs, which are currently completely covered by his hands, because there isn’t much there in the first place.
“You haven’t even seen everywhere,” I say, undoing my jeans and struggling out of them. Ardan helps, then studies my red lace panties before taking those off too.
“Perfect,” he murmurs, spreading my thighs and flashing me a playful look before kissing my inner thighs, one and then the other. “You smell so good.”
I lie back on the pillow but keep my gaze locked on him as he slowly explores my body. He slides one finger inside me, then drags it to my clit, gently rubbing there. It feels amazing, as if he already knows just how I like it, as if we’ve done this a million times before. It feels that right.
He then removes his finger and puts his mouth on me, his tongue expertly licking me.
I’m not going to last long.
He reaches his hand up to play with one of my nipples while his mouth works its magic, now concentrating on my clit in soft, slow circles.
“Ardan,” I say in a sigh, arching my back a little as I get closer.
He ignores me.
I run my fingers over his scalp, gently tugging on his hair.
“I’m going to come,” I warn.
He starts licking faster.
I fall apart.
“Oh my god, don’t stop!” I plead as it hits, waves sweeping over me. My thighs tremble, and I grip his hair harder than I mean to, the pleasure too much yet not enough at the same time. When he’s wrung every last spasm out of me, he lifts his head, licking his lips and looking smug.
My lips kick up on one side. “Yeah, you did well.”
“Just getting started, darlin’,” he says, sitting up on his knees and undoing his belt.
“Let me do that,” I say, rising and taking it off, then unbuttoning his jeans and lowering the zipper. He does the rest of the work, standing up and peeling off everything. I peruse his body slowly, from head to toe and back again.
“Biker with no tats?” I tease, my eyes on his perfectly muscled body.
He grins wolfishly and turns around.
“Fuck,” I mutter, taking in the giant dragon on his back. And that isn’t the only tattoo he has—no, his entire back is covered from top to bottom, stopping just above his very attractive ass.
“You’re so sexy,” I blurt out, watching as he turns back around and stalks toward me, his eyes darker than ever. Unable to help myself, I glance down at his huge cock, hard and jutting out, more than ready for me.
“Well, hello there,” I mutter, glancing up at him to see amusement flashing in his eyes.
I lie back as he moves on top of me, not putting his weight on me, but his proximity is intoxicating even so.
“Are you on the pill?” he asks, burying his face in my neck and kissing me.
“Y-yes,” I say, moaning as he sucks on my neck.
“Normally I never sleep with women without condoms,” he says, lifting his head to look me in the eye. “If you want me to wear one, I will, but I’m clean, and, to be honest, I’d love to be inside you bareback.”
“Okay,” I say, trusting him. “I want you inside me, now.”
“Demanding little thing, aren’t you?” He grins, before slamming his lips down on mine in a deep, hungry kiss that has my head reeling.
I reach down between us and stroke his cock, bringing him against me, wanting him to push inside. He brings his hips forward, gently entering me in one smooth thrust. Feeling deliciously full with him inside me, I lift my hips, pushing back against him. His strokes become harder and he grabs my wrists, raising them above my head and pressing them into the mattress, pinning me there so I can’t move them.
His mouth still on me, his tongue masterfully tangling with mine, he fucks me better than I’ve ever been fucked before, with a need and intensity I could get addicted to. His mouth leaves mine, only to pay attention to my nipples, biting down on them gently, sending a zing of pleasure straight to my core.
“Beautiful,” he murmurs, kissing back up my neck and letting go of my wrists.
“So good, Ardan,” I groan, threading my fingers through his hair. He lowers his mouth again, kissing his way down.