Page 32 of One Night Gamble
His mouth moved lower on her, his hands moving to her waist and holding her down so that she was at his mercy. She felt the warmth of his breath on her lower belly and then the edge of his tongue as he traced the skin revealed.
The feel of his lips against her was soft and smooth. She moaned a little, afraid to say his name out loud. Afraid he’d hear how much she needed him, wanted him…was starting to care for him.
“Is that what you needed?” he asked, shifting around on the bed until he was looking up the length of her body at her.
She shook her head. “I want more.”
He gave it to her. First, he parted her with his fingers, his forefinger rubbing over her aroused flesh, and then she felt his breath moments before he caught her clit between his lips, sucking on it. His hands caressed over her abdomen and the tops of her legs until she was writhing underneath and crying out, making sounds she had never issued before.
He lifted his head and she felt the brush of his stubble against her inner thighs as he parted her with his thumb, teasing her with just the tiniest of brushes of his finger against her before his nibbled his way back to her clit. His tongue was addictive. She wanted more of it. It was so soft and wet and she squirmed, wanting—no, needing—more from him.
He scraped his teeth over her and she almost came right then but he lifted his head and smiled up at her. Her first time with Casey had made her realize that he liked giving her pleasure and making her come at least once before he entered her.
The higher he drove her, the harder it was for her to keep her orgasm at bay. She dug her nails into his biceps, holding on to his thickly muscled arms as he continued to torment her with his tongue. She lifted her hips and he groaned against her, the vibration of the sound on her most intimate flesh sending spasms through her.
She felt one of his fingers moving lower, tracing the opening of her pussy and then farther down to tease her ass. She shifted against him, not sure she wanted to go there, and he moved back to her pussy and pushed one finger up inside her.
The first ripples of her orgasm started to pulse through her. She tried to pull on his shoulders to bring him over her but he was stubborn, determined to taste every pulse of her climax. So she held his head to her body and arched underneath him, pushing her heels unto the mattress and opening herself wider for him.
Finally, her orgasm started to wane and her limbs fell to her sides. He wiped his hand over his mouth and then rested his chin against the top of her feminine mound, looking up at her. “I do like appetizers.”
She shook her head. “I’m ready for the main course.”
He donned the condom quickly then leaned over her, covering her body with his larger one.
“You feel so good,” she said.
“Do I?” he asked, shifting his hips so that the tip of his cock was at the entrance of her body.
“Yes, you do. But I bet you’ll feel even better inside of me,” she said.
She reached between their bodies and cupped his sac, fondling his balls as he drew back. He wasn’t sure he could make this last. He wanted to drive himself into her again and again until he came, but he knew if he did that, she wouldn’t enjoy it as much and he wanted her pleasure to come with his.
“Don’t you want that?” she asked, shifting up so that her breasts brushed against his chest and she could speak right into his ear.
“Hell.”
He had to have her. Immediately. He cupped both of her breasts in his hands, plucking at her aroused nipples. Then he entered her with one long, hard stroke.
“Hell yes,” she said, her head falling back, leaving the curve of her neck open and vulnerable to him. He bit softly at her neck and felt the reaction all the way to his toes when she squirmed in his arms and thrust her hips back toward him.
A tingling started in the base of his spine and he knew his climax was close. But he wasn’t going to allow it until Talia came again. He wanted her to be so thoroughly exhausted when he was done having her, she wouldn’t think of anything but their bodies twined together. Sweeping his hands up and down her back, he found her butt cheeks and ran his finger along the crack. He whispered words against her neck and into her ears. Told her how good she felt, how she made him want to take her again and again and how he’d never have enough of her.
She writhed more feverishly in his arms and he drove deeper into her body with each thrust. Exhaling, he closed his eyes, trying to draw out the moment when he came but all he could smell was sex and Talia. That wasn’t helping.
He had to make her come again. Slipping his hand between them, he slid it down her abdomen, through the slick folds of her sex, finding her center. He rubbed the aroused flesh with an up and down movement as she continued to twist in his arms.
He circled that aroused bit of flesh between her legs with his forefinger, then scraped it very carefully with his nail. She screamed his name and tightened around his cock. Casey pulled one hand from her body and held her closer to him as he drove himself into her again and again until he went as deep as he could and then felt himself start to climax.
He was home…
…
Talia curled herself against Casey as he came back to bed after dealing with the condom. She had shifted on the bed so that she was on his right side and could put her head on his tattoo, so she wouldn’t have to see it.
He held her close to him, his hand moving up and down her back. He didn’t say anything but she knew he was still awake.
“Thank you.”
