Page 130 of The Temptation of Truth
“A towel. You should...” I force a swallow, then raise my heavy hand to grab the towel hanging on the side of the shower. I drop it to the floor between us. “For your knees.”
“Thank you.” She shifts onto the towel, and her sweet smile makes me dizzy. “I’ve never done this before,” she whispers. “I might need guidance.”
Jesus, the way my stomach flips in anticipation. I smooth my hands over her hair and brush my thumbs over her cheek bones. I need to touch her everywhere and always.
“Of course. Anything you need.”
She smirks and her eyes flash with heat as she licks her lips. “I need to be the giver tonight.”
My breath hitches, and all I can do is nod in response.
“Can you widen your legs some more?”
Jesus fucking Christ, I can’t handle it. My core is pulsing with every beat of my rapid heart. I nod again and take a wider stance as she requested, and then I can feel her eyes on me. Her gaze is just as powerful, as sensual, as her touch, and my fingers tremble in her hair as I wait.
She leans in and licks up my pussy slowly, her back arching in the sexiest way, and a moan sounds from deep in my chest. She does it again, and my fingers sink a little deeper into her hair.
“Is that good?”
“Very good.”
“Tell me what you like.”
This is so hot. This is so fucking hot, I might die. I clear my throat.
“The jewelry. Just...just pla—Oh, fuck.”
My knees threaten to buckle as she licks around my piercing, flicking the jewelry and then sucking my clit between her lips. My legs widen farther, and my hand tightens on her head as the other flings out to grip the shower wall for support.
“That’s so good, Roar. Just like that.”
She plays with my clit, alternating between sucking and licking, until I’m half mad. When she licks up my pussy again, her tongue presses deeper, probing my entrance, and my vision sparks. I fall back onto the shower ledge to support myself, and bottles of hair products fall to the ground. I barely notice.
“Good. Fuck, that’s it. Do that again.”
My leg lifts almost on reflex when she licks me, and she shifts to prop my leg on her shoulder. I want to stare, to watch, but shelicks me a third time, sucking my clit into her mouth when she reaches it, and my head falls onto the shower wall.
“Can you come like this?”
I don’t answer right away, and she pulls back to look up at me.
“What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”
“No. No, definitely not. You’re perfect.”
Her brows furrow. “What do you need? Tell me.”
“I don’t want to make you do anything you’re not ready for.”
“You won’t. Tell me.”
I pause. I almost tell her no, but I’m so fucking turned on, and she’s so sexy kneeling there, looking up at me with her back arched and her lips swollen from eating my pussy, that I just blurt it out.
“I need penetration.”
She doesn’t so much as flinch. Instead, she glides her hand up my inner thigh and rests her finger on my entrance.
“Tell me how.”
