Page 49 of Grounded By Love
Leisurely, he slid his tongue around the edge of her rosy nipple. It thrilled her, and the area between her legs tingled with sensation. Then he sucked her tight little nipple into his hot mouth, and her mind went blank. The only thing she was able to think about was what he was doing to her body.
Ever so gently, he scraped his teeth against her pert nipple, sending prickles of pleasure shooting throughout her. She bucked against him, and then felt a little foolish, but he didn't allow her time to dwell on such thoughts.
He growled deeply in his throat, as his other hand came up to tweak her nipple, as Kaeldar continued to suck on her first nipple.
Claira wasn't even able to think clearly with her head filling up with hazy pleasure.
Kaeldar switched nipples, giving the other one a session with his nimble tongue. He worked his way down from there, kissing, as he went. Hot wet kisses that made her stomach flex with sensation.
His kisses landed around the apex of her legs, which led to him spreading them wide for his heated gaze.
A small blush heated her cheeks, as his black eyes focused in on that area, and she felt the gitters come back. That is until he uttered, “Beautiful.”
She could say the same about him. He was one well-chiseled man, almost like he was built straight from stone.
His head dipped down to the junction between her legs, and a gasp escaped her, not believing he was going down there. But he was. His head disappeared between her thighs, and soon she found out why.
At first, she was shocked to the core, when his wet tongue shot out and licked her with a slow stroke. Her hands grabbed onto his shoulders and as he took another lick, her nails dug into his shoulder blades.
The pleasure that shot through her was intense. She almost wanted to tell him to stop, because of the pressure growing within her, but she also knew where the sweet pressure would lead her.
Her thighs tightened around Kaeldar's face, as the pressure kept increasing. She gave a low moan, as desire rocked her. He gave a deep growl, in response, as she shuddered around his face.
Claira wasn't able to think, as waves washed over her mind. It didn't seem like there was an end anywhere in the near future, but it did eventually calm, and sanity once again returned to her mind. Claira felt so relaxed and pleased.
Taking a glance down her body she saw Kaeldar's black eyes staring up at her, but his head was still between her thighs.
A relaxed smile formed on her lips. “Thank you.”
“No, thank you.”
She was puzzled why he would thank her. He was the one who had given her pleasure, but she didn't care to ask. Kaeldar was already moving over her again, and she was fascinated by what he would do next.
Kaeldar came up to lie beside her, his chest pressed against her side.
Slowly, he circled a nipple with the pad of one of his rough fingers. His constant circling drove her insane. She wanted him to just bring her pleasure again, to pluck at her pert nipples.
His hand dropped away from her nipple, only to slide down her stomach and to the wet core between her thighs. With a flick of his fingers, her eyes widened. The nub his tongue had been playing with was now being played with by his finger.
She squirmed, the pressure building within her again. Before it went anywhere, he removed his hand, and Kaeldar trailed his wet finger up her stomach. He flipped onto his back.
“Come here.” He growled at her through the darkness.
How could she not obey him? He had some sort of magical hold over her. She was completely captivated by him.
She eased up onto her elbow and took her turn to lean over him.
Her eyes landed again on his pulsing cock. It proudly rose from the black hair surrounding it. She smiled and took it into her hand, up and down her fist beat in a slow rhythm. That is until his hand covered hers and stopped her again.
“Use your mouth, like I used mine on you.”
She looked down at him, uncertainty showing within her eyes. “My mouth?” She repeated.
She’d never imagined doing this to a man.
Kaeldar didn't want to push her too far. There was so much she didn't know about the shared moments between a man and a woman. He suspected she’d been with a male before, but he knew she hadn’t explored pleasure this intensely. He wanted to teach her everything, but knew he should take it in gentle steps.
“It would please me very much, but I don't want to rush you.” He would do only what she wanted and go no farther than she allowed.
