Cool air caressed her skin a minute before his lips started kissing the tops of her breasts as his fingers caressed her abdomen. Allyson sucked in a breath.
“Too much?” he asked. His hot breath brushed over her sensitive skin.
“No.” She squirmed on the lounger. “More.”
“I see. Can you sit up?”
Allyson nodded.
Zeke put his arm around her back as she sat up. “I’m going to take your shirt off and remove your bra.”
“Works for me.” Actually, she wanted more. Neurons were firing like crazy in her brain, making her hot.
Zeke swiftly removed her top and bra. Her nipples tightened as the air caressed them. He applied slight pressure to her shoulders, and she laid back. Vulnerability hit her along with a good dose of lust.
“Beautiful breasts,” Zeke whispered against her skin. “Ripe, pink nipples waiting for my touch.”
Allyson’s breathing increased, along with her anticipation. She didn’t have to wait long. Zeke enclosed her right nipple with his lips. She arched her back, pushing it farther into his mouth, and she raised her hands to his head.
“I have to touch you.”
“Of course.” Zeke shifted. “Shirt is gone. Touch all you want.”
While Zeke licked and bit her nipples, Allyson explored Zeke’s back. His muscles played against her fingers, and she ran her hands up and down, her nails tracing his spine.
Heat filled her. Zeke’s touch was different. She wasn’t sure how she could explain it. She’d been with men before, but he was the opposite of them. They were more wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am guys, where Zeke wanted to take his time with her.
When his fingers skimmed the elastic of her shorts, she took a shuddering breath.
“What is it?” Zeke asked.
Allyson opened her eyes and stared down at him. “How can you read me so well?” She noticed that about him. He sometimes knew how she was feeling before she did.
“It’s taught in Dom school.”
“They have a Dom school?” Her lips twitched.
“Sort of.” Zeke rested his head on her chest. “Doms have to learn to be Doms. So we are usually mentored by others. One of the things we’re mentored on is watching how a sub reacts.” He turned his head and blew air on her nipple. Her muscles contracted and then released with pleasure. “See? You find that pleasurable.”
“I see.” This was interesting. A crazy conversation to have in the middle of foreplay, but she did ask.
“Will it bother you if I remove your shorts?”
“No. That breath was one of anticipation, not fear.”
“Good.” Zeke sat up. “Lift your ass up, please.” When she did, he swiftly pulled her shorts and underwear off.
“I thought you were just going to do my shorts?” She was exposed to him. Very exposed, yet she wasn’t afraid. She was almost like a peacock that wanted to preen to show off.
“I couldn’t resist.” He placed a kiss on her belly and moved lower.
Her legs parted as he kissed the top of her mound. Her pussy fluttered with want.
Zeke pushed her legs apart as he maneuvered between them.
Allyson squirmed. He was seeing all of her now. A quiver of passion shot through her veins.
“Pretty pink pussy.” His breath brushed her thigh. Then he leaned down and licked.