licking her skin as he slowly pulled her dress from her breasts. The air was cool, making her already sensitive nipples pulse with pleasure. Davin still wore one glove and the contrast of the heat of his skin to the cool glove sent shivers through her. When he brought it up to caress her face, Sara grabbed his wrist and tugged it off.
“I want to feel you.” To help ease the loss of his garment, she sucked his finger into her mouth, teasing the tip with her tongue.
“Not before I get my taste.”
Davin rose up on his knees, straddling her thighs with his. With a quick jerk he pulled off the tight-fitting black shirt that accentuated more than it hid and threw it somewhere over his shoulder. With Davin now bare from the waist up, Sara was able to really looked at her alien lover for the first time.
A long, deep scar stitched its way along his side, stopping just above the bottom of his ribcage. The tattoos that covered his arms continued over his shoulders to stop above his pecs. Kneeling in front of her looking dangerous, his golden eyes hooded and hungry, Sara suddenly felt she was about to be consumed.
“You were wounded?”
“I was a warrior for my people. A soldier.”
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The idea excited her more than it should have. Knowing that he could protect her, that he wasn’t afraid to save the people he cared about, thrilled her.
“Pull your dress down. I want to see you naked.”
Sara felt the blush heat her face as she looked up at him. Despite his carefree attitude, she knew this was a man who was used to getting exactly what he wanted. She half rose up on her arms, bringing her face close to his groin. She let her gaze dip there while she slowly shrugged her arms out of the loose dress. She held the material for a moment before leaning back and slowly peeling it away.
“ Joural, you’re beautiful.”
Sara watched as he stood up, leaned forward and gripped the soft material to pull it down. Davin didn’t rush, and the slow pace at which he was baring her body to him made her writhe on the bed. Finally, she was naked except for the slip of panties she wore. Davin dropped to his knees on the floor and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Before she could think, he had her legs spread wide, her body completely open to him.
He pressed his mouth to her pussy and blew hot air against her. The heat sent shivers up and down her spine, forcing her to half sit to see him. He looked up and grinned
“Yes, I want you to watch me. I’m going to lick you until you scream my name.”
Oh fuck! “How did you know—?”
“I’ve worked with humans for years. Men…talk.”
She could barely control her breathing, her voice was useless. All she could do was sit and watch. Davin pushed her panties aside, exposing her pussy to him. She watched as he reached up and twirled his finger through the hair that covered her mound.
“I bet you taste as good as you smell.” He leaned his face an inch closer to her clit.
“Should I find out?”
When he didn’t move, Sara nodded her head. Davin smiled and brushed his nose against her clit. She bit her lip but didn’t move, keeping her eyes fixed to the spot where he touched her.
“More?” he asked, his hot breath teasing her.
She managed another nod and was rewarded when his tongue dipped out to flick across her hot, swollen nub. The contact was electrifying, making her forget to breathe.
Again, he stuck his tongue out, this time flattening it and licking full contact along her.
Sara moaned, her hands flexing against the bed.
He sucked her swollen, hard clit into his mouth and Sara cried out. The constant pressure brought her to the brink of orgasm. But he wasn’t going to free her from his sensual torture that quickly. Her eyes drifted closed as she tried to fight back the overpowering sight of what he was doing to her.
“Now, now, now, that’s not being a good girl.”
The sudden loss of his body heat wasn’t as surprising as finding herself being
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