Page 93 of Masters of Pleasure
“Nick!”Her fingers threaded through his dark hair, holding him in place, as he sucked and nipped the tender flesh.
ChapterSeven
Nick
Avery’s breasts were perfect.Soft to the touch, wonderfully heavy in his palm, and tipped with the sweetest tasting nipples he’d ever had the pleasure of devouring.He thrust against her, despite the fabric between them, enjoying the way she arched up beneath him to meet the thrust.
Fuck, he wanted to be inside her so bad.
He wanted his hands and mouth all over her.
He wanted hers all over him, but he wouldn’t ask for her mouth today, especially not before he’d had the chance to shower.
That didn’t mean he couldn’t lick her from head to toe.
Moving his mouth from one breast to the other, he pinched the nipple he’d just abandoned between his fingers, twisting it as he bit down on the new one.
“Nick!”Avery shrieked his name, her fingers tightening in his hair, sending another surge of blood straight to his groin and his throbbing cock.He’d fantasized about hearing her say his name this way, and the reality did not disappoint.
Sliding his hands down her sides to the waistband of her tiny shorts, he yanked them down.Not to be outdone, Avery started tugging at his shirt.
Deciding to oblige, he lifted himself up enough to let her tug it over his head, which meant he had the opportunity to look her over.The tank top straps were around her upper arms, the top of it rolled under the creamy mounds of her breasts.Both nipples were dark pink from his ministrations, shiny from being suckled, and tightened into plump points.
The blue tank top was a band across her stomach, the only thing still covering her now that he’d pulled down her shorts and panties in one fell swoop.What he saw made his brain temporarily come to a grinding halt.
She shaved.
Or something.
Instead of a carpet to match the drapes, she had hardwood floors.
To be honest, Nick had never really cared one way or another about what women did with their pubes.Whatever made them feel good made him happy, but this was his first time seeing Avery’s.
He could seeeverything—the swollen, pouty outer lips, the glistening pink between them, and the little nub of her clit at the top of it.
“Fuck, that’s pretty.”
“You say ‘fuck’ a lot for someone who’s not actually doing it,” she teased.
“Sorry, sweetheart, you’re going to have to wait.”Nick chuckled.“I’m starving.”
Thankfully, she was already well-positioned on the edge of the bed.Nick dropped to his knees, pushed her legs wide, and draped them over his shoulders.Hands on her hips, he yanked her pussy to his mouth and relished his first taste of ambrosia.
Avery
Nick’s mouth was wicked.
With a small cry, Avery reached down to clutch his hair as his head moved between her thighs while he feasted on her pussy.There was no other word for it.He was licking and suckling, devouring her as if she was his favorite treat.
His tongue swiped up the center, teased her clit, then darted away to explore her sensitive folds.Hard hands on her hips held her in place as she writhed against his lips.
It had been way too long since she’d had sex.Her pleasure was already climbing, the sensations careening through her and sending her soaring.Everything Nick was doing pushed her toward the edge, faster and faster, like a freight train with no brakes.
“Oh God!”
He sucked her clit into his mouth, lashing it with his tongue, and did something with his lips that made them vibrate around the sensitive bud.Avery’s orgasm crashed over her, her toes literally curling as ecstasy surged along her nerves.
By the time he finally let up on the hot suction, she was panting for breath and feeling utterly wrung out.Standing, he loomed over her, her legs dropping from his shoulders to his elbows, leaving her thighs spread wide.She could feel the brush of cooler air over her heated flesh, and she blushed, knowing he was looking at her pussy.
