Feeling like her knees were starting to get a little wobbly, she reached behind her and grabbed on to his torso. He took this as encouragement to continue his assault on her body, turning his kisses into nibbles. Slowly walking her toward the bar, nudging her forward step by step, his attention to her nipples went from playful flicking to long, purposeful pinches and twists. She arched her back and closed her eyes, trying to get more of her into his hands, feeling every little movement he made zing through her body.
After a couple of steps, she reached her hand out, unsure exactly where the bar was and worried they might run into it. As she did so, Kyle grabbed her outstretched hand and used it to spin her around, so she was now facing him. Taking her mouth in his, he continued to walk her the last few steps until her backside hit the bar. No sooner had she made contact than he picked her up by the waist and hoisted her up onto the bar. Standing in between her open legs, he picked up each one and wrapped them around his waist. She couldn’t stop a giggle from escaping as he pulled back from their kiss.
“Well, hello, beautiful,” he said low and husky.
“Hi,” she answered back, a lot more breathy than she had intended.
Capturing her mouth with his again, he kissed her for a moment before starting to work his way down her neck, along her shoulder, and then finally arriving at her breasts, her pert nipples already standing at attention from earlier. He took one in his mouth and swirled his tongue around the sensitive little peak, sending a zing of lust straight to her clit. She grabbed his head and held him close as his hand came up so that her other side didn’t feel left out. She closed her eyes, trying to take in every sensation. She loved the feel of his mouth on her, and how it was as if she were the center of his world when they were like this. He stopped suddenly, releasing her nipple with a pop, like one would a lollipop.
“Tell me, sweetness,” he growled, his voice somehow even gruffer than before. “If last night was your first time giving, does that mean you’ve also never received?”
The look on his face was almost predatory as he asked the question, and Drea drew in a quick breath in reaction. She suddenly couldn’t speak, the butterflies in her tummy starting to spread to the rest of her. Biting down on her bottom lip, she simply nodded in response.
She was pretty sure she heard him actually let out a low growl as he leaned in to capture the bottom lip she’d been biting in his teeth. He sucked on it hard, making her match the sound he was making. The feel of his hands unwrapping her legs from around him caught her off guard for a moment, until she felt one of those hands find her center and slowly run his fingers through her folds.
“So, you’re telling me that no one has ever tasted this beautiful, sweet, bare pussy of yours,” he said, continuing to carefully massage her.
Drea let out a little whimper as his finger passed over her clit. She tried to wiggle her hips to find that finger again, but his other hand held her hips firmly in place. Everything he was doing to her was igniting her insides, and she felt like she could burst at any moment. Even the idea that he might replace his fingers with his mouth pushed her close to the edge. She wanted that so badly—those had always been her favorite scenes in her books, after all—but she was too afraid to ask for it.
“Huh? Use your words, sweetness,” he encouraged, finding her clit again for a quick second.
“Never,” she said in between breaths. “No one, you’d be my first.”
The smile that spread across his face at her answer let her know that he liked hearing that confirmation. His hand disappeared from her sex, and she cried out at the loss of contact, until she saw him bring his hand to his mouth and rub his bottom lip, coating it with her arousal.
“Well, I think that’s something we need to rectify. Because I’ve been dying to get my head in between your thighs and show your gorgeous little pussy just what my tongue can do,” he said. “What do you say, sweetness, you want me to tongue fuck you?”
Chapter Twenty-Three
It was official, Drea couldn’t breathe. Her eyes went wide and it took all she had to nod under his heated gaze. “Y-y-yes,” she finally managed to choke out.
Kyle didn’t need any more encouragement from her, apparently, and wasted no time in kissing his way down her body. He pulled her hips forward so she was sitting on the very edge of the bar, and when he got to her belly button, quickly dipped his tongue in and out, tickling her. She squirmed underneath him, enjoying the anticipation that was quickly growing within her. As he reached her hips, his kisses became slower and more drawn out, as he continued to tease her. The feel of his mouth on her was incredible and she felt like she could easily get lost in this feeling. His lips were warm and wet, firm and loving, and each new kiss felt like she was being branded as his.
Slowly coaxing her legs open wider, he knelt down and started to slowly run his hands up and down the insides of her thighs. The anticipation was almost too much, and if Drea had felt like she could burst before it was nothing compared to what she was feeling now. She was breathing harder and swore she could feel her pulse thrum through her entire body as if it were the waves crashing the shore.
Then out of nowhere, she felt it, his tongue against her. It was like nothing else she’d ever felt, and yet it was easily one of the best things she’d ever experienced. With a long, slow deliberateness, he licked her from the very bottom of her slit all the way to the top, just missing her clit. He circled his way back to the bottom down the right side, before repeating the motion, this time circling back down the left. She shuddered at the feeling, unable to hold it in. She shifted, trying to get him to make contact with her clit, just as she had when it was his fingers doing the work. But he was a man with a plan, and teasing her was currently on the docket. He nibbled a little on her folds and she bucked underneath him. He let out a little chuckle and continued to avoid direct contact with her clit.
“Kyle,” she moaned out.
“Yes, sweetness?” he asked, somehow not letting up from the activity at hand. She panted in response. “Oh, you like that, huh? You taste so sweet, Dre, I could lick your pussy all day.”
Suddenly, she felt his tongue hit her clit and it was like someone turned it up to eleven. Everything in her came alive and everything else around her came to a halt. Flicking it back and forth, up and down he focused solely on the little bundle of nerves for a solid minute. Her hands flew to the back of his head, trying to hold him there. She never wanted this feeling to end, and Kyle didn’t show any signs of stopping. He slipped two fingers into her, and formed a suction on her center, sucking on her clit.
“Oh my God, I’m...I’m gonna…” she cried out, wrapping her fingers in his hair.
It was as if her words lit a fire in him, pushing him to go harder, faster. He returned to the flicking motion on her clit and that, paired with the fingers playing inside her, sent her barreling over the edge. Her back arched and her legs went rigid as the orgasm shot through her like a bullet through a gun. Her vision went black, eyes slamming closed, and she saw stars on the back of her eyelids. Kyle continued to love her with his tongue, gentler now, as she thrashed right there on the bar.
He slowly rose to his feet as she finally returned to earth. Her limbs felt like jelly and she wasn’t sure she could move. No amount of reading had prepared her for what Kyle had just done to her body. His lips returned to her neck, working their way up to her jaw and then her mouth, as his hands resumed a slow caress of her sides. She sat back upright, cupping her hands around his jaw and pulling him in for a kiss. The slightly tangy taste that clung to his lips and tongue spurred her on, taking the kiss deeper and deeper with each stroke of her tongue. The idea that his tongue had just rocked her world was such a turn-on, one that she hadn’t even realized could be. She wanted to return the favor, but right now, just kissing him was so much more important.
“Dre,” he moaned into the kiss. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
“Same.”
Drea reached down between them, leaning forward slightly, finding his rock-hard length standing at attention. She grasped him firmly, slowly twisting her wrist as she moved her hand up and down. He grew harder in her hand, making her feel so powerful and full of life. All the books she’d read hadn’t prepared her—she had never, ever dreamed she could feel anything like this.
This wasn’t just a physical connection. She felt everything right now, and felt it deep into her bones. She wanted to shout out and whisper it all at the same time, feeling the words trying to force their way through the surface. She loved Kyle and there was simply no other way around it. She just hoped that he felt the same way.
“Sweetness, I need to be inside you now,” he said through gritted teeth. He pulled back from her embrace, and kissed her on the forehead. “Tell me you need me too.”
