It was intoxicating, so were his words, and together, they washed away her insecurity, leaving her trembling and craving his touch.
Ever so slowly, Cas’ gaze finally reached hers. “Damn, the things I want to do to you…”
She could feel him shake as he gripped the edge of the table and leaned over her to kiss her lips. The fact he was so turned on increased the fluttering in her chest.
“Starting now,” he murmured, dragging his mouth down her throat while he deliberately drove her out of her mind with a barely there touch from his finger that circled her breasts, although not the nipple.
Inhaling, she fisted her hands as pleasure and frustration took turns ruling her body. He did it again, each time coming closer, still never quite touching her tightening tips. Even his lipswere now getting in on the teasing.
She clenched her jaw to hold back a groan but failed.
Need forced his name from her lips. “Caspian…”
“Yeah?” He lifted his head to meet her gaze. “Tell me what you want.”
She was feeling bold, but not that bold.
He returned to tease and lick, hovering, yet never taking her into his mouth, until she thought she’d scream.
“Cas, dammit.”
His head lifted. “Tell me.”
Alex had been her first and vice versa, and they’d fumbled their way around in bed, learning more about their bodies and what they liked, then he was gone. He’d never teased her like this. The amount of sensations clawing at her was incredible, and her pulse was pounding crazy hard again. It was also damned annoying, and if Cas didn’t put his mouth on…
His warm lips closed over a tight peak, licking, sucking, and she immediately shoved her fingers into his hair and arched into his touch.
A few blissful seconds later, he drew back. “That what you wanted?”
“Yes,” she replied, her heart still racing, her body still needing more. “Guess there’s something to foreplay, after all.”
He frowned. “Hey, you do know you aren’t the only one benefiting from it, right?”
She shrugged because she didn’t know. Alex had always touched her, but didn’t exactly seem to need it. More than likely because of teenage hormones. And there was definitely not much foreplay with that other guy, so she never knew there was more.
Was she ever wrong.
“Let me have your hand,” he said, grasping the one nearest him to rub over his thick arousal.
She gasped. Cas was so hard, it was a wonder his zipper didn’t burst.
“See? I’m enjoying this as much as you. Maybe even more, knowing this is your first time.” He smiled and gently brushed a piece of hair off her face. “I love that I’m the first one to bring you this pleasure.”
She reached up to touch his face. “You certainly are. I can barely catch my breath.”
“Good.” His smile broadened. “That means I’m doing it right.”
She laughed. “Like there was ever any doubt.”
He leaned down again, and kissed her lips, this time, long, slow, and deep. One talented, callused hand closed around her breast, all of it, even the nipple, and her eyes drifted closed as she moaned.
Yes!she silently rejoiced. He skimmed the other hand down her ribs, over her hip, then thigh, and when he released her lips to kiss her neck, he brushed his thumb over her center. Harper’s heart lurched and eyes opened while her whole body stilled in anticipation.
Then he slid a finger inside, and she cried out and closed her eyes again. Alex had done something similar, and she’d always enjoyed it, but this…damn, this went beyond enjoyment. Cas’ finger was thick and long, adopting an erotic pace that had her so close to climax, she was already seeing stars.
He groaned against her neck. “You’re so wet. So perfect.”
So was he, the rhythm, the angle…everything.
