“Sinjin…” Her voice was but a whisper.
He brushed her again before he slowly pulled the silk down her trembling legs and tossed it aside. Knowing she was close to losing control, he lightly grasped her ankles and spread her legs.
Air funneled into his lungs as he sucked in a breath at the sight before him. Lucious, needy, unhindered curves. Damn, she was perfect. Absolutely perfect.
“Sinjin…” She squirmed.
“It’s okay,” he murmured, running his hands up her legs, then holding her open with his hands. “Just feel.”
When he placed his mouth on her, she cried out and jerked up. He settled her down with a hand on her hip, and by the third pass of his tongue, she adopted a good rhythm. Sweet. She tasted so sweet and hot. Sinjin couldn’t get enough. But he needed to stop in order to make it better for her, so he drew back.
“No…” She tugged on her restraints but not hard enough to break free. “Don’t stop.”
“I haven’t.” He blew on her swollen flesh, and she moaned.
He did it again and again.
“Sinjin…I…” she muttered between pants, her fists gripping the material tight.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you,” he said, brushing a finger over hercenter
She arched up and moaned.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “Let yourself go.”
He put his mouth back on her and watched her journey.
Her eyes were closed, and her bottom lip was between her teeth as she clenched her restraints and bucked her hips.
The woman was so damn sexy, he could barely breathe.
Needing to send her over the edge to herhappy place, he slid a finger inside her, and when she cried out, he adopted the rhythm he knew she liked best.
She shouted his name and lost control, bucking wildly, and he drew out her climax for as long as possible, watching rapture illuminate her face the entire time.
Exquisite.
So was her taste. Sizzling and sweet, a taste he was not likely to ever forget.
As he slowed his movements, he removed his finger and lapped at her one last time before drawing back. He waited for her to open her eyes.
Still dragging in air, she met his gaze and smiled. “Wow…you…I…that was…incredible.”
He traced her cheek with a finger, brushing a strand of hair off her face to hook it behind her ear. “You absolutely were. But we’re not done.”
Winking, he pulled a condom he’d started carrying because of her from his pocket.
“Good to know.” She smiled, settling back against the cushions.
He reached over to untie her, but she shook her head.
“No, not until we put that condom to good use.”
Heat shot down his spine and funneled straight into his groin. “Yes, ma’am.”
She laughed, her gaze relaxed and playful, with no sadnessor stress in sight. It took less than a minute to shuck the rest of his clothes, roll on the condom and join her on the cushions.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, his body shaking with the need to be inside the sweet curves he was kissing as he made his way up her body.
