Page 40 of Claim Me
As he gathered my legs into his arms, I bristled, every muscle stiffening. He rolled his thumb around my clit, pressing against it as I struggled to keep quiet. The moment he pinched the already sensitive bud, he sent heart-stopping sensations straight to my pelvis. Then as he slid his tongue around my tender tissue, I was pulled into a beautiful vacuum that I never wanted to leave. Breathless, my mind spinning out of control, I squeezed my hands around the sheets, tugging and pulling as I pointed my toes. “Oh, God. Oh… my God.” I tried to keep from laughing out of nervousness.
The single man I’d been with hadn’t taken any time, the moment rushed and underwhelming. I’d never felt so alive as I did right now. I gripped the sheets, ripping them with my hands as he blew hot air across my pussy lips.
“So sweet,” he stated and there was no need to read his lips, I could feel the intense vibrations dancing across my heated skin.
He rolled his fingers down the inside of one thigh as he peppered the other with wet kisses. I was shocked he was taking so much time, driving me to the point of insanity. I was already aching,longing for more. I tossed my head from side to side, biting my lower lip to keep from crying out.
There were men outside. They might hear us. There was no way I could handle the embarrassment.
He lifted my hips off the bed, burying his tongue inside my tight channel and it was all I could do to keep from screaming. I bit my lower lip, twisting my head back and forth. I’d never had such pleasure and a series of emotions raced through me. I was cold and hot, anxious and floating on air, my mind completely frozen to anything but the utter bliss. I writhed in his hold, spinning out of control as he pushed a single finger inside. I was so tight, so hot and wet that I couldn’t seem to stop panting.
He issued a deep, rumbling growl and added a second finger. “You’re so fucking tight.”
I squirmed continuously as lights flashed in front of my eyes.
As he’d done with exploring my body, he took his time, burying his face in my wetness. Every dark syllable and every lust-filled sound created a continuous wave of heat. I lifted my head as he did his, blushing at the way he was smiling at me.
“You taste so fucking good.”
He widened my legs, sliding a second then third finger inside. I gasped for air as he plunged his tongue inside, flicking it back and forth. Every stroke of his tongue brought me closer to pure ecstasy. I continued to toss my head back and forth as I bucked against him.
Yet I wasn’t going anywhere. His grip tightened. I was wide open for him, losing parts of myself to a man I’d never expected to crash into my life.
Oh, dear God. I was going to lose my mind. “I… Yes, um…” The laugh finally came, my vision completely blurred, but I no longer cared. My breathing was all over the place, and I was so close, so close to releasing that stars etched in gold floated in front of my eyes.
As he continued licking, he flexed his fingers open, driving in slow and even thrusts. Within seconds, I was no longer breathing, unable to think, the pleasure was so great. Panting, I arched my back, reaching for him with one hand as the beginnings of an orgasm tickled my toes, shooting up my legs.
“Come for me,” he ordered and there was no way to ignore his command.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh…” As the climax tore through me, I pressed the back of my hand across my mouth. This was what ecstasy had to be. My entire body was like a live wire, crackling in the middle of a storm, my core throbbing.
I struggled in his hold, so sensitive I didn’t think I could handle anymore. As I dug my heels into the bed, he thrust his tongue into my tight channel.
“I can’t…” I moaned, no longer able to focus clearly.
“Yes, you can, and you will.” His voice was even louder, booming to the point the sound echoed in my ears.
“Oh, my…”
I was thrown, so caught off guard by the ferocity several whimpers escaped. The sensations were incredible leaving me aching and breathless.
“Come for me again.” His voice rumbled and I had no idea how I possibly could. He seemed to know how to make me even wetter,driving his tongue so deeply inside that there was no chance of being freed from another wave of sheer bliss.
I couldn’t stop shaking, the sweet moment of ecstasy shattering parts of my mind.
The wave was incredible, the explosion of sensations stealing any sound that I might consider making. I was blinded by the extreme passion, falling into the sweet release that I’d only achieved with my fingers. This was entirely different, a freedom that I’d fantasized about, envisioning the perfect man.
And here he was, as if the gods had provided me with a perfect gift.
My dark admirer, someone who’d made me feel so special, so cherished.
If only it could last forever.
Yet nothing could.
Except for death.
He eased my legs to the bed, slowly rubbing his fingers in circles across my heated skin.
