Page 65 of Radiant Exception
“I’m not,notready.” Vaughn leaned forward, allowing his nose to touch mine, his warm breath playing on my lips, his eyes boring into mine for a brief moment before they shuttered. “Don’t let me ruin this for us.” His voice was whisper-soft, and I felt his plea settle deep inside.
“You won’t,” I promised, closing the distance between us to kiss him softly, sealing our bargain.
Our kiss continued for ages, slow and languid. Vaughn’s skin was warm and welcome against mine, chest to chest, one of his legs slipping through mine, allowing me to hitch one along his hip to pull him even closer.
As his tongue massaged my own, exploring my mouth with long strokes, I didn’t even notice when our cores began to undulate in the same steady rhythm, or when his hand disentangled itself from my own to lazily palm my breast.
Fuck, I want him.
Despite his size, his weight was almost a comfort, never too heavy, as we slowly began to shift our center of gravity, before I found myself beneath him, rather than beside him. I loved the feeling of his hard cock nestled between my legs, despite the fabric that separated us.
We could have been making out and grinding for minutes or hours at that point, I was so dazed from his gentle caresses and skilled tongue.
But never one with much patience, and knowing how wet I’d become, I couldn’t help but reach between us to cup the bulge in his boxers, squeezing gently and preening internally when Vaughn released a low moan into my mouth.
A short whine escaped when he reluctantly pulled back from kissing me. Vaughn leaned his forehead against mine.
“Please…” I breathed.
His eyes opened, meeting mine, ice blue on moltenchocolate.
“You first, Trouble.” His low voice rumbled in his chest, vibrating against my own.
My lips parted in anticipation at the silent challenge in his gaze.
I watched in a lust-filled, panting haze as he slowly nipped and sucked his way down my body, while I could only writhe beneath his deft fingertips and wet lips. He’d gotten me off a few times with his fingers—thinking of the first time, in his office, sent a shiver down my spine. But he’d never offered what I assumed he was about to before.
“Do me a favor…” His dark gaze met mine as he placed gentle kisses along the inside of my thigh, starting at my knee.
I could only nod to encourage him to continue.
“Don’t be quiet.” His tone was that of a command.
I gulped.
My reaction seemed to please him, a grin splitting his face. “I dream about the sounds you’ll make while I’m fucking you.”
“Jesus, Vaughn,” I panted.
I’d never been with a guy who talked like that—or frankly, talked at all, during sex. But now all I wanted to hear were the filthy things Vaughn wanted to do to me, directly from his soft, full lips.
Nudging his shoulders under my knees, Vaughn got comfortable, positioning himself between my legs. When he finished his path of kisses along my inner thigh, he placed one final kiss atop the center of my mound, then wrapped one arm around my leg, finding purchase at my hip, where my hand instinctively met his.
His eyes peered up at me, a smile upon his lips, which went in and out of view as my chest rose and fell with my stuttering breath. “Relax, Trouble,” he cooed, using the middle finger of his free hand to run a line up my slit, finding it drenched.
We both shuddered together. Again, his eyes met mine. “I fucking love how wet I make you.”
Although I tended to be more brash than shy, I felt my cheeks flush at the compliment.
And then all thoughts blinked out of existence when his mouth found my cunt.
For someone who was so nervous only moments ago, his regular bravado had returned in spades as he laved his tongue over my folds, seemingly delighted as I began to squirm and whimper beneath him.
All I could do was surrender to the sensations as he used the tip of his tongue to trace circles around my clit, occasionally using his teeth to nip at it, smiling against me when I’d yelp at the contact. He built a slow tempo, figuring out what I liked, and then repeated those steps in sequence, over and over and over again.
My hips began to chase his mouth as my pleasure built, winding tight in my core. He could sense it; his circuit intensified, and my moans only escalated. I was nearing the precipice when he moved his fingers, inserting two at once inside, curling them slightly and dragging them down my inner walls.
It caused nothing short of a combustion.
