Page 54 of The Call of Crimson
He peppers kisses along my throat, alternating soft bites in between. My fingers reach out, lacing through his dirty blond locks and tugging roughly, pulling his head back from my neck.
“Kiss me,” I demand.
“Yes, ma’am.” He chuckles, his lips crashing into mine.
There is nothing soft or teasing about his kiss. His lips open immediately to me, tongue seeking entrance into my mouth. I grant it, wrapping my tongue around his.
As he continues ravishing my mouth, his hand trails down to my center. Lifting my nightgown, his fingers run along my slit. He dances around where I want him, intentionally dragging out the torture.
An impatient whine has him smiling against my lips.
“Is something wrong?” he whispers, peppering kisses along my jaw.
“You’re teasing me,” I pant.
“Mmmm,” he hums.
“Why?” I whine.
“Tell me, explicitly, what you want me to do.”
“You and your damn words,” I groan, rolling my hips against his hand, trying to move his fingers to where I want them.
He pulls back just slightly. “Hearing such dirty things come from such innocent lips drives me wild.”
“Fucking fine,” I relent. “Right now, I want you to use those fingers to destroy me. I want the pleasure your touch promises. Inside me is where they belong.”
“Good girl,” he praises. “Now, lie back, my dark goddess.”
Eagerly, I do as he says, dropping to my back where my discarded robe is the only thing separating us from the garden floor.
“Spread your legs,” he commands.
I spread them wide, bending at the knees.
“Fuck, you take my commands so well,” he whispers, voice husky.
He kneels between my legs, his body hovering over me, before he pulls the nightdress down to expose my breasts.
Light kisses trail down the column of my neck as his hand traces circles on my inner thigh. When he reaches the apex, he continues his kisses downward to my chest.
Between each kiss, he murmurs words of praise.
“So.”
Kiss.
“Fucking.”
Kiss.
“Beautiful.”
Kiss.
His lips close around my nipple, sucking it into his warm mouth right as his first finger enters me.
I moan at the relief of finally having him where I want him.
