He set his hand over hers. “Let me.”
Holding her gaze, he forced himself to go slow, despite the fact that he was practically ready to come from thinking about her all day. He removed her shirt, kissing her as his hands trailed over her arms, leaving a path of goose bumps. He kissed along her shoulder as he unhooked her bra, then laved his tongue over the rapidly beating pulse point at the base of her neck as the silky lingerie dropped to the floor and her breasts sprang free.
“You drive me crazy when you touch me,” she said with her eyes closed.
“Then I’ll touch you more.” He dragged his tongue over the swell of her breast and felt her holding her breath. “And more.” He moved lower, swirling his tongue over her nipple, then using his teeth to tug it to a peak.
“Blue,” she pleaded, digging her fingers into his shoulders.
“Patience,” he whispered, gripping her waist as he moved lower.
Reaching beneath her skirt, he hooked his fingers in the hips of her panties and pulled them off, dropping to one knee to lift each of her feet from them. He removed her sandals, running his hands slowly up and down the backs of her calves. Her body trembled beneath his touch as he gathered her skirt in his hands and tore it down in one hard yank.
“Aw, baby. There are no words for how exquisite you are.” His hands gripped her hips as he licked the crease between her sex and her thigh, drawing a seductive sigh from her lips. “You like that.”
“Yes,” she said in one hot breath.
He licked along the other crease, and her body began to tremble. He brought his tongue to the heart of her heat, slicking over her wet folds, lingering on her swollen clit. He felt her legs begin to give and wrapped an arm around her, holding her up as he sucked her clit into his mouth and slid his fingers inside of her. She gasped a breath, pressing her wetness against his mouth as he licked and stroked her to the height of passion. She shuddered and shook, riding out her orgasm against his mouth.
“So sweet. So good.”
He stripped down, wanting to feel her hands on him. He lowered his lips to hers, running his hands over her back, down her sides, and finally, cupping her ass. She kissed him despite the taste of herself on his tongue, and nothing could be sexier than that, than her. Nothing could come close to what she made him feel, and he knew this was just the beginning, that they’d take each other to new heights, experience everything together.
She pressed on the back of his hips. “Need you.”
“Not yet,” he whispered. “You need to be loved a little longer.”
His chest grazed over her nipples as he took her in another kiss, this one more demanding. She stroked his eager length, and he pressed his hips forward, thrusting into her fisted hand so she could feel every bit of what she did to him. He ran his hands up the back of her thighs, lightly playing his fingertips over the wetness between her legs. She spread her legs wider, and he sank to his knees again, gripping the backs of her legs and loving her inner thighs with his mouth, holding her firmly in place as he licked the crease beside her sex again, laved his tongue over her inner thigh, then up and over her damp curls.
She clutched his shoulders as he spread her legs farther apart and dragged his tongue along the cleft between them, then rose to his feet and dipped his fingers inside her, pinning her in place with a heated gaze.
“You taste like honey,” he whispered, before taking her in another possessive kiss, still teasing her with his fingers. “So sweet.” He slid one hand to her ass, holding her still as he stroked the spot that caused her eyes to close and her head to tip back with a sigh. Then he moved his hand from her ass, wetting his fingers and bringing them between her cheeks. He pressed his lips to her cheek and whispered, “Okay?”
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded.
He lowered his mouth to her neck as her body shuddered and shook, and he took her right up to the edge, then higher still, holding her at the edge of release.
“More,” she begged breathlessly.
He pressed his eager erection against her thigh. “You want more?” He kissed her again. “How much more?”
He slid down her body again, sucking her beautiful breast into his mouth as he continued torturing her down below. Her breathing became jagged as she rode his hand and he took his fill of her breasts and then recaptured her mouth, taking her quickly over the edge. He felt her legs go weak and swept one arm around her, holding her against him as he probed her mouth and her velvety heat with the same frantic rhythm.
“That’s it, baby,” he urged as her body pulsed around his fingers. “So good. So damn good. You’re so fucking beautiful.”