Page 157 of Caterina
I answer with my own.
Please.
God, please.
She gives me a small, wicked smile, and then she leans in and licks the pre-cum from the tip.
My hips jerk off the bed, a choked groan tearing from my throat.
"Shhh," she whispers again, teasing me.
I don't know how the hell I'm going to be quiet. Not with her.
She lowers her head and...
Bypasses my tip completely.
Instead, she presses her lips to the base of my cock and continues her little exploratory kisses and nibbles. The sensation is maddening. Intense. I can't tear my eyes away from her.
She takes her sweet ass time about it, too. Her lips and tongue explore every ridge and vein in teasing little kisses and licks.
My head falls back against the pillows, my knuckles white where I'm gripping the sheets, a long string of curses running through my head. I can't make a sound. I can't. If I make a sound, this ends. And this cannot end.
She is driving me crazy.
I know this is what she wants. To drive me crazy. To have me as desperate for her as I was last night.
And it's working.
It's so, so working.
Her hair whispers against my skin as she shifts. Her scent, clean and sweet, fills my senses.
By the time she reaches my tip again, I'm about ready to combust.
And still, she doesn't take me in right away.
She swirls her tongue around my head, teasing the sensitive underside.
I can't stop my hips from moving now, a small, helpless thrust against her lips. The pain in my side is a distant memory compared to what she's doing to me. All I can think about is her.
Her touch. Her taste. Her.
She finally, finally takes pity on me. Her tongue teases the sensitive underside of my cock, and pre-cum leaks from the tip. She gathers it with the tip of her tongue, and my whole body tightens. I'm trying to stay quiet. I am. But this woman is testing the very limits of my control.
I've never been this turned on in my entire life.
"Cat," I grit out. The warning is clear.
She looks up at me. I'm looking at her, my expression dark, intense. I'm thinking very unprofessional thoughts.
Her lips part as she finally, slowly, takes me into her mouth.
I forget my own name.
I forget everything.
Her tongue...
