Page 18 of Strike a Chord
His hand landed on her knee.“Whoa, whoa, whoa.You’re spiralling.Take a deep breath.”He squeezed her knee as she closed her eyes and breathed in and out a few times to calm her nerves.She opened them again and met his gaze once more.“Your number, big or small doesn’t bother me.What bothers me is that you think you have a bad taste or smell.Did one of those men say that to you?”Was that anger flickering there in the silver now?
“You’re the first man who has ever gone down on me.And I thought that, like, the authors of romance novels were overselling how great oral sex was because the four men I’ve been with have never wanted to do it.They never offered.They made me do it for them, but they never even presented it as an option.Their pleasure came first.So then I started to wonder maybe it was because I tasted bad or smelled bad.”
“So you kneed me in the head?”
She scrunched her knees up to her chest and reached for her pants, but Dax caught them before she did and held them out of reach.With a huff, she stuck out her hand for them.
“No.”He shook his head.“You datedboys, Jennifer.Immature, selfish, idioticboys.They didn’t deserve you.And you certainly didn’t deserve to be denied well … anything, let alone pleasure.”
She swallowed, her gaze on his shiny lips.Shiny from her arousal.
“Did it feel good?”he asked, not an ounce of humor or judgement in his tone or on his face.
Her nod was small.
“Because I was very much enjoying myself and I would like to continue if you would like me to continue.”
“I’m sorry I kneed you in the head.”
His chuckle made butterflies take flight in her belly.“Kiss it and make it better?”Then he leaned forward and she leaned forward, pressing his lips to his forehead.“Ahh.It’s like it never happened.”
Without warning, he grabbed her by the ankles and tugged, shooting her back to her back and her legs out in front of her, then he dove back in up to his ears and she almost kneed him in the head again when his tongue hit her clit.
She easily could have orgasmed probably three or four times, but every time she got close, Dax would do something to pull her back from the edge.In her romance books this was called edging.And she never really thought about how good but also frustrating it could be.Because boy was she frustrated.Her body hummed for release like an overpopulated beehive, and yet, she also never wanted it to end.
Dax’s lips, tongue and fingers were magical, and even though she thought all the tension had left her body from the bath and nap, she must have had hidden reserves, because the longer Dax ate her out, the more and more she simply melted into the moment and let all her problems drift away.
“Ready to come for me?”he murmured against her center, the words a buzz on his lips that was like a gentle electric shock through her pussy.
“Mhmm.”
“Good girl.”Then he pulled her clit into his mouth and sucked hard while at the same time pressing up with his fingers as he pumped them in and out of her.
She exploded.
It was the best orgasm of her life.It went on for the length of maybe five regular orgasms, building momentum like a snowball down a ski hill, until it created an avalanche of sensations that rippled through her, crashing into every limb, every muscle, every cell.
By the time she regained function of her brain and body at the same time, a chill swept through her and goosebumps broke out across her bare arms and legs.She was still in her bra, but bare everywhere else.Sweat misted her chest and forehead and her pulse thundered in her ears.
But she was happy.
Unbelievably happy.Tension free and … most of all, safe.
She felt so incredibly safe.
Safe to be vulnerable.
Safe to be real.
Safe to be without her child.Because she knew he was okay in the house with Phil and Gloria.And she also knew that he would be safe out here with Dax.Just like she was safe out here with Dax.
She’d never felt so safe and at peace.Not since Levi was born at least.Possibly ever.
Tears of pure joy pricked the back of her eyes and she swallowed.
Blinking open her eyes, she glanced down her body only to find Dax gone.
Fresh fear filled her, squashing those last flickers of delight.
