Page 71 of Love Bites
Talon only chuckled and dipped down to lick a trail from my jaw to my ear. "You sure you don't want to give me access to your nipples?"
My resolve crumbled as he nipped at my earlobe and that sensation somehow went straight down to my dick. My dick that insisted I give this vampire access to absolutely every part of my body. "Okay, take my bra off." I arched up so Talon could reach under me and unhook the thing. "What's taking so long?" I asked as he fumbled with the hooks.
"It doesn't want to come unhooked."
"Just tear it off then." Elena was going to rip me a new one, but I didn't care, because Talon did as he was told and the stupid bra finally came off. Talon grinned at me with a touch of my deep red lipstick on his lips. "Now my skirt," I said.
"We'll get to your skirt," Talon said with a smile that told me he had something else planned first, and whatever that was, he was going to enjoy it. "Does your skirt even have to come off?"
"Not if you don't want it to…" I trailed off as Talon's lips touched my chest and then found one of my nipples. My eyes fluttered close and my back arched off the bed again as Talon sucked. I simultaneously wanted those lips somewhere elseandto keep doing what they were doing forever. Especially when my dick got attention from a different source. Talon's hand snuck past the waist band of my skirt and palmed me through my underwear.
And I was so, so glad that I'd gone the extra mile and ordered lace underpants. The material felt amazing rubbing against my cock. So wrong and so right at the same time. I panted, grinding into Talon's hand.
Talon stopped, looking at me. "What exactly are you wearing?"
I gave him a lewd smile. "You want to peek under my skirt?"
Instead of giving me a verbal response, Talon backed up on the bed a bit and pulled my skirt up. I hoped he would enjoy the sight. I'd had to order these panties from a specialty store and they hadn't been cheap. But if the way Talon's eyes were glued to my fully hard cock straining against the lacy fabric was anything to go by, they'd been worth every cent.
"Like what you see?" I asked, wriggling my eyebrows.
Talon finally tore his eyes off my groin and moved to kiss me again, his tongue plunging deep into my mouth in a way that told me everything I needed to know about how much he enjoyed my current getup. I made a needy sound as Talon rested his hand on top of my panties and then proceeded to knead my hard-on through the fabric. My hips bucked and my cock pulsed, still confined in its lacy prison. "You're keeping these on," Talon rasped.
"You don't... want to fuck me?" I gave back, breathless.
"For now, I want to see you ruin those panties." Those words, spoken into my ear, were very nearly enough to make me come on the spot.
Who would have known that cross-dressing could be such a turn-on?
"Bite me," Talon said, exposing the side of his neck to me.
"What?" My tongue darted out almost on instinct, but the more rational part of me was still confused.
"Trust me." Talon squeezed my cock, making me gasp. "And I'll make you come harder than you've ever come before."
I really didn't need more motivation than that. Talon showed his neck to me again, and I bit him.
Endorphins flooded me almost instantly as my soul touched Talon's and the sweet taste of his blood hit my tongue. I could have lost myself in this feeling forever—or I could have if something else hadn't been distracting me.
Whenever Talon bit me, I lost the ability to move, but he didn't seem to suffer from the same restrictions when I bit him, so while I was drinking his blood, he stuck his hand inside my panties and stroked me.
Oh God, oh god, oh god.
Total. Sensation. Overload.
Especially when Talon's free hand found my nipples again, rolling one of them between his fingers in a way that made me squirm even as my hips still thrust up into Talon's hand.
I had always thought people exaggerated when they told me they'd come so hard they saw stars, but when Talon twisted the flat of his palm over the sensitive head of my cock and pinched my nipple at the same time, I got some first-hand experience of that myself. I cried out, letting go of Talon's neck as my orgasm tore through me. My vision turned white, then black, then finally returned to normal.
"Holy hell," I said as soon as I had the air to speak. I stared up at Talon. He'd unzipped the fly of his pants at some point, I wasn't sure exactly when, but I could see his dick now, and he was still hard, so there was really only one thing for me to do—I rolled us over on the bed and took him in my mouth. No way was I gonna leave him hanging after the orgasm he'd just given me.
I could tell it wasn't gonna take much to push him over the edge either. "Collin," he half-moaned my name as I swirled my tongue around the hard dick in my mouth. I looked up at him. Honestly, I kind of loved seeing him like this, close to orgasm, eyes screwed shut, skin the faintest shade of pink. I loved that I could make him look like that.
So I relaxed my throat and took him deeper.
That did the trick. He gasped my name again, coming in thick spurts down my throat. I hummed contentedly as I licked him clean. This was perfection.
I only wished we could do this every night rather than once a week.
