he slid his mouth down to the flesh of her inner thighs. One big hand moved up to cover her own where it rested on her ultra-sensitive breast.
"What are you doing?" Kelly couldn't help the sharpness of her tone. "I was close, really fucking close!"
Nick chuckled, which only made her angrier.
"Why are you stopping?" she practically shrieked.
"I'm not stopping," he said, his tongue sliding against her slit. "I'm just slowing you down a little bit."
She let out a frustrated whimper as he slid one long, thick finger inside her. Her muscles clamped down around him as she tried to force him to finish what he started. But he withdrew, executing a swirl at the end that had her arching off the bed.
"You know what your problem is?"
Another slow lick.
"No, but I'm sure you'll tell me." She felt his hands on her ankles, drawing her calves up over his shoulders. She was spread out before him like a feast.
He made a low sound of appreciation as he bent his head to her.
"Your problem""he tasted her clit""is that you're too goal oriented." One finger slid inside her as his tongue continued to tease.
She struggled to breathe. "Is that so?"
"It's like you're afraid if you lose focus, you're not going to get there," he continued. "But you have to trust me to get you there."
How could he sound so calm and matter-of-fact while he was slowly turning her into one giant, exposed nerve ending?
A second finger joined the first as his lips sucked at her. She gave a hoarse cry.
"I could do this all night and never get tired," he murmured. "Would you like that? Imagine me, licking and sucking you for hours."
Mimicking his words, he licked and sucked, fingers slowly sliding and thrusting. "I'm getting so turned on," he rumbled, and Kelly could feel the vibration throughout her body. "It's all I can do not to come against the sheets."
He groaned and buried his face against her. She imagined how she felt to him, wet and slick and pulsing against his fingers, the throbbing bud of her clit against his stroking tongue and suckling lips. Her orgasm hit her almost without warning, sending her arching off the bed with a wild cry that sounded foreign to her ears.
He stayed with her all the way through it, his tongue circling her until finally her tremors stopped. He gave her one last, loving lick and withdrew his fingers.
He retrieved a condom from the bedside table and sheathed himself.
Before she even had a chance to recover he was over her, gripping her hips in his hands as he slid inside her still-trembling sheath. He held himself still for several moments, buried deep inside. His hands cupped her face as he leaned down to kiss her. His kiss was both tender and carnal, the slow strokes of his tongue matching the thrust of him inside her.
Kelly moaned into his mouth, twining her arms and legs around him as though, if she held him tight enough, she could keep him inside her this way forever. Her hands slid down to the hard muscles of his ass, loving the way they flexed and rippled with each pumping stroke.
She loved the helpless groans that tore from his chest as he drove inside her, reveled in the power of her own body to give him pleasure.
Their bodies slid against each other, skin slick with the mixture of sweat and oil. The rasp of his chest hair against her nipples, the unbearably erotic sound of flesh meeting flesh, the salty sweet taste of Nick's skin all combined to drive Kelly to yet another peak. She arched up, grinding against him as he pounded inside her. She milked him hard as she came, biting down on his shoulder to muffle her cries.
Nick watched Kelly come back to reality as he held himself still hard and throbbing inside of her. His shoulder stung where her sharp little teeth had marked him. He wanted to come, felt his climax building in the base of his spine. But his urge for release warred with his desire to get her off again. Watching Kelly come was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. It was like she was launched
"What are you doing?" Kelly couldn't help the sharpness of her tone. "I was close, really fucking close!"
Nick chuckled, which only made her angrier.
"Why are you stopping?" she practically shrieked.
"I'm not stopping," he said, his tongue sliding against her slit. "I'm just slowing you down a little bit."
She let out a frustrated whimper as he slid one long, thick finger inside her. Her muscles clamped down around him as she tried to force him to finish what he started. But he withdrew, executing a swirl at the end that had her arching off the bed.
"You know what your problem is?"
Another slow lick.
"No, but I'm sure you'll tell me." She felt his hands on her ankles, drawing her calves up over his shoulders. She was spread out before him like a feast.
He made a low sound of appreciation as he bent his head to her.
"Your problem""he tasted her clit""is that you're too goal oriented." One finger slid inside her as his tongue continued to tease.
She struggled to breathe. "Is that so?"
"It's like you're afraid if you lose focus, you're not going to get there," he continued. "But you have to trust me to get you there."
How could he sound so calm and matter-of-fact while he was slowly turning her into one giant, exposed nerve ending?
A second finger joined the first as his lips sucked at her. She gave a hoarse cry.
"I could do this all night and never get tired," he murmured. "Would you like that? Imagine me, licking and sucking you for hours."
Mimicking his words, he licked and sucked, fingers slowly sliding and thrusting. "I'm getting so turned on," he rumbled, and Kelly could feel the vibration throughout her body. "It's all I can do not to come against the sheets."
He groaned and buried his face against her. She imagined how she felt to him, wet and slick and pulsing against his fingers, the throbbing bud of her clit against his stroking tongue and suckling lips. Her orgasm hit her almost without warning, sending her arching off the bed with a wild cry that sounded foreign to her ears.
He stayed with her all the way through it, his tongue circling her until finally her tremors stopped. He gave her one last, loving lick and withdrew his fingers.
He retrieved a condom from the bedside table and sheathed himself.
Before she even had a chance to recover he was over her, gripping her hips in his hands as he slid inside her still-trembling sheath. He held himself still for several moments, buried deep inside. His hands cupped her face as he leaned down to kiss her. His kiss was both tender and carnal, the slow strokes of his tongue matching the thrust of him inside her.
Kelly moaned into his mouth, twining her arms and legs around him as though, if she held him tight enough, she could keep him inside her this way forever. Her hands slid down to the hard muscles of his ass, loving the way they flexed and rippled with each pumping stroke.
She loved the helpless groans that tore from his chest as he drove inside her, reveled in the power of her own body to give him pleasure.
Their bodies slid against each other, skin slick with the mixture of sweat and oil. The rasp of his chest hair against her nipples, the unbearably erotic sound of flesh meeting flesh, the salty sweet taste of Nick's skin all combined to drive Kelly to yet another peak. She arched up, grinding against him as he pounded inside her. She milked him hard as she came, biting down on his shoulder to muffle her cries.
Nick watched Kelly come back to reality as he held himself still hard and throbbing inside of her. His shoulder stung where her sharp little teeth had marked him. He wanted to come, felt his climax building in the base of his spine. But his urge for release warred with his desire to get her off again. Watching Kelly come was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. It was like she was launched
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