Page 78 of Army
A deep chuckle rumbled from his chest. “It fits you.” His breath was hot against her skin as he scorched a path with his lips and tongue and teeth to her breasts. “So fuckin’ beautiful,” he muttered, lowering his head before swiping his tongue over her nipples then blowing on them, sending chills rushing down her spine. Army licked and blew several times as she arched her back, silently begging him to suck her aching buds.
He smiled. “I love how your body is asking me to touch you. Is that what you want, babe?” His deep voice sent heat right to her throbbing sex.
“You know I do,” she said, grabbing for his hand.
He pushed hers away. “I’m in control here … not you,” he said as his finger circled around the areola.
Her body hummed with nerves when he pinched her nipple again, and she cried out as waves of white-hot lust encompassed her.
“I like hearing you scream,” he said, pinching the other nipple.
“It feels so good,” she panted. She reached and grabbed his hard dick, but he pushed her hand away and leaned back on his heels.
“Please let me touch you,” she said.
His eyes fixed on her painfully erect nipples as they swept over her body. “Beautiful.”
“Army …” She reached out once more for him, but he shook his head.
“Hold onto the headboard and don’t let go until I fuckin’ say so.” His gaze locked with hers.
Tremors vibrated over her as she raised her arms and grasped the wooden slats.This is what I’ve always craved. How does he know what I want? Army … oh fuck.
Mia watched as Army pulled her skirt over her hips then skimmed it down her legs to her ankles and tossed it on the floor. She lay on the mattress in only her sheer bikini panties with her heart racing, her mouth dry, and pulse pounding.
She felt a finger touch the tattoo around her ankle as Army traced around it then lightly inched up her leg, and she sucked in a sharp breath the closer he moved to her mound—until he stopped. She groaned in frustration.
“Such a nasty girl. You need to learn patience.”
“I need you to touch me.”
“I know.” Army brushed a finger over her panties and she jumped at the contact, fire burning in her. “Fuck, you’re dripping wet.”
She’d never been this wet before. “I want you so bad,” she said softly.
Mia saw his smoldering gaze flick over her from her wrists down to her feet then back to her eyes. “You look amazing.”
Something twisted deep inside her as tension coiled in a tangled mess of want and need. “Please?” she whimpered.
Army leaned forward and dipped his head, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as he pushed her panties aside and slipped two fingers inside her. His thumb pressed firmly against her clit, and her heated walls tightened against his digits as Mia moaned softly. When he pushed his thumb harder, she squirmed and groaned louder. She felt her juices trickling down as he pulled out then thrust back in, finger fucking her hard as he kept the pressure on her engorged nub. Mia was perched on the edge, ready to dive over at any moment, but she didn’t. It seemed that Army knew just where to touch to give her enough pressure to lift her higher without spilling her over. Her whole body throbbed against his as he slowed his pace. He was playing her and drawing it out.
“You like that?”
She groaned.
“Your pussy’s real tight. I can’t wait to fuck you with my cock.” He groaned soft and slow. The sound rode along her spine, hot and heavy, and she curled her hand around his dick but he moved back.
“Please!”
“Let me finger fuck you a little longer. Get your damn hands back on the headboard.”
A tendril of frustration wove through her desire.He knows how to push my buttons.Suddenly, he crushed his mouth against her and everything blurred. He nipped at her bottom lip then plunged his tongue between her lips. She sucked on his tongue and he grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled it hard. The pain was mixed with the pleasure of the kiss, and when he ground his hips against her, sparks lit up her nerves.
Not able to keep from touching him, Mia slipped her hands under his T-shirt and ran them down his back, then cupping them around his ass, she pressed down in an attempt to hold his body close to hers. All at once, he pulled up and sat back on his heels again.
Shaking his head, he stared at her. “You don’t like taking orders, do you?”
Immediately, she raised her arms over her head. Army chuckled, and without breaking eye contact, he pulled his shirt off and tossed it by her skirt on the floor.
