Page 84 of The Shadow Path
There was a low growl in his throat as he ripped her hands away, spun around as quickly as he could turn his massive body in the wooden tub, and reached for her.
“That’s enough of that,” he growled. “I want my mouth on your sweet tits and my cock in your?—”
Carys leaned forward and kissed him again, her hand going back to his erection. She tore her mouth away as Duncan’s fingers slid between her thighs, and she was nearly overcome with lust until Duncan froze and sat back.
“What?”
He slapped a hand over his eyes. “Condoms.”
“Oh fuck.” Carys nearly growled with frustration. “Well?—”
“Good.”
“Good?”
Duncan stood, dragged Carys out of the cooling water of the tub, and threw a towel around her before he picked her up and tossed her on the bed. “Yes, good.”
She crawled up the bed, confused and still turned on when she saw him naked and marching toward her. He didn’t look like he was second-guessing anything.
“You’re injured?—”
“Ish,” she protested. “Injured-ish.”
“Still, wouldn’t want to rush a good thing.” He crawled onto the bed, and his grin was wicked. “I’ll figure out the condom thing tomorrow, but that doesn’t mean I can’t taste you tonight.”
“Oh.” Her entire body flushed, and Duncan’s lips grew red.
“Fuck me, you were right. It all turns red, doesn’t it?”
“Yes.”
He licked his lips and eyed her pussy, but first he crawled up and over her, capturing her mouth in another bone-melting kiss that had her seriously considering throwing all her careful safe-sex lectures out the window.
She dug her hands into the muscles of his shoulders as he trailed his mouth from her lips to her neck, nibbling along her collarbone before he gathered both her breasts in his hands and kissed each nipple delicately.
Carys let out a harsh breath. “You’re going to make my head explode if you don’t— Fuck!”
As she was speaking, Duncan opened his mouth, drew one pointed tip between his lips, and lapped at her as if she were candy. He sucked and bit lightly; her breasts swelled under his touch, aching from the pleasure.
Carys dug her fingers into the muscles of his shoulders and pushed. She needed him…
She needed more.
“Aye, lass, those are delicious.” He scooted back and gently raised her injured ankle before he placed it on his shoulder, baring her sex to his hungry eyes. “But Carys Morgan, I’ve been thinking about getting my mouth between your thighs for months now, and I don’t think I can wait.”
Without another word, he bent down, put his mouth directly on her sex, and ran his tongue up the dripping folds of her pussy until he reached the apex.
He circled her swollen clitoris with his tongue, teasing and stimulating her with his mouth as his hands stroked over her body, the fingers of his right hand teasing her breasts while his left kneaded her bottom and his thumb caressed her entrance.
Carys was awash in the most intense arousal she’d ever experienced, and her mind went blank. Duncan’s fingers threaded through her own as her body began to seize.
She was sensation and hunger. And Duncan…
Duncan.
He was everything she needed.
When her climax took her, all she could remember was his hand holding hers.
