Page 110 of As They Are
His teeth grazed under my ribs, and I gasped when I felt him suck the skin into his mouth again.
“Ah,fuck.”He was nowhere near my clit. How did this feel so good?
Now one of his other hands went under the band of my bra, tracing my nipples. The sensation was almost too much, but he kept me right on that edge. Usually, I had to direct a man to where I needed him. This time, I was only feeling pleasure.
Henry’s hand finally moved behind me as he bit into my sensitive skin, lavishing it with attention. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he unhooked my bra with one movement.
My tits tumbled out, and my bra was tossed across the room.
“Every inch of you,” he said. “Gorgeous.”
“H-have you tortured me enough yet?”
“There’s not enough time in the day,” he said, mouth lowering. “If I had unlimited time ...” He lowered a kiss to my rib cage. Then to my stomach. “I’d find out which of these freckles made you gasp. I’d kiss each and every one.”
He was now at my hip. Slowly, he undid the top button of my pants. I was about to come out of my skin as he slid the fabric off of me. I sat up, wanting his pants off too, but he laid me back down.
“We’re not rushing this,” he ordered. “Slow down, Wren.”
Who was I to fight that voice of his? I paused, even though I wanted nothing more than to touch him too. Henry brought my core right to his face, and I knew I’d made the right choice in letting him lead.
I thought I was prepared for the feel of his tongue on me, but I wasn’t. There wasn’t enough preparation in the world for how it felt to have him lick all the way from my entrance to my clit and then back down again.
“Dear God.” I threw my head back, screwing my eyes shut as he worked. His tongue fucked me like a promise. Like I’d never get over this one-time thing. And when I was close to coming, he moved up to my clit and sucked on it, bringing me to the edge. My hands tangled in his hair, forcing him to stay right where he was.
Henry rewarded me with an almost punishing amount of pressure. It didn’t just push me over the edge, it rocketed me there.
I let out a cry so loud the entire town square might have heard me. I rode wave after wave of pleasure on his face.
It took a long time for me to remember how to breathe, and when I finally could, his mouth covered mine. “That was the best meal I’ve ever had in my life, Wren. It’s your turn to taste it too.”
And I did. But I still tasted him, and I was ready for more.
I tried to wrestle out of his grip, determined to get his pants off too, but he broke the kiss and whispered the hottest thing I’d ever heard in my ear.
“Do I need to tie you down to make you listen to me? We’re doing this my way.”
I immediately stilled. Who was this man and why did I want him to fuck me a million times?
Henry’s teeth sank into my bottom lip before his hand covered my breast. My nipples were sensitive from my first orgasm, and I whined and shamelessly ground myself against his hardness.
His hand applied pressure. “Stay still.”
It killed me to follow his order, but I did. He let go of my breast and trailed down to my pussy again. This time, a finger pressed inside of me.
One finger was enough for my core to clamp down on.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he said into my lips. “Are you always this wet?”
I could only tell the truth. “No.”
“Then it’s all for me.”
He thrust his hand, his finger plunging deep before pulling nearly all the way out. I tightened with every movement.
“You’re gonna need some work if I’m gonna fuck you.”
“N-no.” I needed him inside of me. I was losing my mind. “I can take it. I promise.”
