Page 86 of The Mech Who Loved Me
"I want you under my tongue when you come, Ava," Kincaid ground out, and the words did something to her as his hot mouth closed over her other nipple, dampening the cotton of hernightgown.
She moaned, a desperate, begging kind ofsound.
"I want to taste your sweet little cunt." A flinch of her hips at the word. Then he suckled her into his mouth, and her womb clenchedwithneed.
"Please...oh."
"That's it,sweetheart."
Somehow her free hand tangled in his hair. Ava gasped and rocked as Kincaid made his way lower, pressing gentle kisses across her stomach, and then lower, dragging her drawers down her legs and spreading her thighs wide with one insistent push of hissparehand.
"Ava," he breathed, and just like that gooseflesh erupted all overherbody.
She wanted to be taken. She wanted to be overwhelmed by him, to learn what this desperate ache within her meant and how it would feel to assuage it. She felt so empty, so hollow, and somehow he could take awaythatpain.
Then his mouth closed over the wet, slick ache between her legs, a devouring kiss that scraped along flesh that had never been touched before. Ava gasped, her hand clenching in his hair.Oh my God.His tongue rasped over her, drinking her down, suckling on that small bud between herthighs.
A cryescapedher.
Another.
She felt not at all herself. And maybe that was the point. Beneath his touch, Ava bloomed, like some exotic orchid he'd carelessly plucked for her. All she could see was that bloody painting, and suddenly it washerbody she saw lying on those silken sheets, and Kincaid's dark head between her thighs, and it set off something within her she'd never known before. Some illicit wickedness that should have shocked her, but she couldn't quite find the breath tobeso.
She couldn't escape the pleasure. It built within her like a tide, ready to come crashing down. She was exposed and raw, and somehow this moment would stay with her for the rest of her life. Kincaid nuzzled and licked, and the spring inside her wound tighteruntil—
Avascreamed.
She had one hand in his hair, the other locked around his hand. Every last lick of his tongue destroyed her, until she was grinding his face between her thighs, sobbing out her pleasure. On and on and on, until she broke. "No more!Nomore!"
It left her wracked and ruined. Writhing beneath him. Gasping, her back arching offthebed.
She had never in her entire life pictured anything like this. Finally there was relief. Kincaid's dark head lifted and he shuddered against her thigh, his mouth shockingly wet as he kissed her leggently.
Wet fromherbody.
Wet from hisministrations.
And then it was over, Kincaid pressing a soft kiss to her belly as he made his way back upherbody.
He laughed under his breath as he dragged her onto her side, curling behind her. "Remind me to bring a gag the next time we do this. Let's hope nobody was home, or our secret's going to be outtomorrow."
Ava buried her face in the pillow as Kincaid slid into the hollow indentation behind her, his hand dragging her back against his body, where she fit,justso.
"I cannot believe you just did that," shewhispered.
Kincaid tucked his face into the bare skin at her nape, nuzzling into her unbound hair. "I can't believe Ihaven'tdone that beforewithyou."
And Ava pressed her hand to her flushed cheeks as he tugged her nightgown down over her bottom, leaving her with some protection from the press ofhisbody.
"Feeling better?" he demandedsmugly.
Her wrist hurt, a dull throbbing ache that had been blissfully absent throughout all of that. "Yes." She feltwonderful.
Tomorrow she might be able to look at him without blushing, but tonight was simplytoomuch.
"Next time, you can return the favor," Kincaid whispered, and Ava moaned as an image of her kissing his cock sprangtomind.
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