Page 29 of Trusting Laurence
If his intent was to drive her slowly out of her mind, he was doing a spectacular job. Just when she could take the teasing no more, he pulled the garment loose and pushed it off her shoulders. As it fell to the floor, he reached around her and slid the zipper down. He eased the material over the womanly flare of her hips.
With her skirt pooled around her ankles, Laurence offered a hand. She stepped clear of the material and stood before him clad only in her underwear and high heels. Suddenly uncertain, Tahlia battled to keep from covering herself. To hide her imperfections from him. At forty-five, she still had the curvaceous body of a younger woman, but carrying babies and losing one had definitely left its mark. She was no longer as toned and taut as she would have liked.
“I can see what you’re thinking clearly stamped all over that beautiful face. Don’t do that. You are exquisite. Don’t sell yourself short, sweetheart.” Taking one of her hands in his, Laurence laid it against his raging erection. “Feel that? It’s all for you, because of you. I want you more than I can adequately express,” he continued hoarsely.
He stepped forward, reached around her, and undid the catch on her bra. Removing it, he palmed her breasts, massaging them gently. “So damned beautiful. Never doubt that.”
Tahlia leaned into his touch, relishing the streaks of desire that arrowed straight to her most intimate core.
“Take your panties off. I want to see you — all of you,” he murmured, taking a step back.
He may have said it quietly, but there was no mistaking the thread of steel behind it. Tahlia lowered them to the ground, and he held out his hand to steady her as she stepped out of them. This time, she couldn’t quite stop herself from covering up, feeling vulnerable as she stood completely naked.
“No, don’t cover up or hide from me, ever. You’re so damned perfect you take my breath away,” Laurence said.
He lowered her to the bed and made his way up her body, using teeth and tongue, sending goose bumps chasing all over her skin. He drew a nipple into his mouth, suckling strongly. Tahlia arched into him, silently begging him for more.
“Tell me what pleases you, Lia. What you like and where you like to be touched. I want to bring you so much pleasure.” She could barely gather her scattered thoughts. She didn’t know how to tell him what she wanted.
“I need the words, sweetheart. I need you to tell me what you need.”
She blushed, a fiery red she sensed spread over her face, neck, and chest. Never had she felt so embarrassed. She had no idea how to tell him what she wanted, needed. Marcus had never cared about her pleasure. It had always only ever been about him and his pleasure.
“Please, I don’t know how to ...” Her words trailed off. She couldn’t even finish that sentence. How was she supposed to tell him she wanted his mouth on her throbbing clit? She hid her face in his neck, avoiding his eyes.
“Baby, look at me.”
Tahlia shook her head.
“Please?”
The gentle tone and patience she could hear in his voice had her doing as he asked, despite her mortification. Her gaze locked with his. The way he looked at her, she couldn’t look away.
“I understand this makes you uncomfortable, sweetheart, but this can’t work unless we’re open and honest with each other. I want nothing more than to make this an amazing experience for you, but in order to do that, I need you to help me out here. Understand?” Laurence ran a finger down her cheek, the touch so feather-soft as to almost be her imagination.
Tahlia nodded. After a couple of attempts, she finally managed to force the words out.
“Please ... my – my clit. I want your mouth on me there. I need you so badly I can’t stand it,” she choked out hoarsely.
Working his way back down her body, Laurence trailed wet, open-mouth kisses all over, circling her belly button with his tongue. He parted her thighs to his questing mouth, leaving a trail of fire across her skin. It felt like she was going to combust at any moment.
And then he gently nibbled on her clit, and she arched up off the mattress, the pleasure was so intense. He licked and sucked her clit, feeling herself getting wetter. When he slid a finger into her, she felt herself wind tighter. She was about ready to come out of her skin and didn’t know how long she could hold out. But when he added a second finger, Tahlia couldn’t stop herself from flying over the edge.
An orgasm the likes of which she’d never experienced ripped through her, hurtling her into freefall.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me. Let me taste you.”
Laurence’s husky words were like adding fuel to the blaze already consuming her. Tahlia cried out as her body spasmed and shook. He kept working her, had her riding a wave of pleasure so intense it left her breathless.
Her passionate responsehad Larry going even harder than he thought was humanly possible. If he didn’t have her soon, he was going up in flames. As if sensing his need, she reached up to touch his face.
“Show me how to please you,” she murmured against his lips, running her hands up and down his chest.
Staring at her with passion-glazed eyes, Larry threw a pillow on the floor.
“On your knees, sweetheart,” he replied huskily.
Going to her knees gracefully, she waited patiently for him to show her what he wanted from her. After quickly shucking his clothes, Larry placed his hand on her cheek, pushing his thumb gently against her lips. “Take me into your gorgeous mouth, Lia. Take my cock deep. And look at me when you do. I want to see your eyes while I’m balls-deep in your mouth.”
