I flatten my tongue and slowly, thoroughly lick her from her opening up to her bud. Her taste is already addictive. The sight my eyes look up and see as my tongue gets to know where she’s most sensitive almost has me coming all over the bed.
My goddess bites her thumb, moaning and arching her back as the other hand massages her breast. Her hard nipple peeks from between her fingers as she squeezes, and fuck, I want to be everywhere at once.
“I want your juices in my mouth. I want your scent all over me,” I growl into her.
“Hero,” she chants.
“You close, baby?” She nods frantically. “You want my cock after this?”
“Yes,” she keeps panting around her thumb. “West,” she cries, almost in panic, as if overwhelmed by what her body is feeling.
“Give in to it, Nyx. I’m right here. I’m catching you,” I promise, then go all in.
I slide my finger inside her as I suck her clit. Her throat is husky, crying out my name. I widen my stance on my knees, my hips pumping air, needing to be inside her. But I want her to come first.
My moan vibrates, creating more stimulation, and my girl almost breaks my finger off from how tight she is. Her body jerks toward the ceiling, then freezes before she explodes beautifully. Her cries are music. I take her through the entire high then fall, keeping my finger inside her, playing with that spongey spot that sends her flying.
I ease my finger out, sit back, and have her watch as I suck her juices off my finger. Moaning, I close my eyes, my dick jerking, leaking precome.
“Holy shit,” she says, catching her breath. “That was…”
“Us just getting started.” I pull off my underwear and stroke my cock. “I’ve been dreaming of you wrapped around me, milking my come.” Her nose flares as her eyes practically glow. The only light in the room comes from the hall light through my open door and the moon beaming over her naked body.
Her skin is pale, ethereal. Her arms aren’t the only places she’s tattooed. I release my shaft and run my fingers lightly over her ribcage, where a raven flies over a moon. On the opposite hip, celestial symbols intersect and create a mosaic piece that wraps low around her back, and last is the large floral design at the top of her left thigh.
I stretch my body over hers. Her thighs hug my hips as her hands explore.
“I have condoms,” I inform her. Again, her offer could have been just dirty talk. I won’t risk her health or safety.
She shakes her head. “I’m on the shot. But,” she hesitates.
I cup both sides of her neck. “Baby,” I whisper. “We don’t have to go all the way tonight. I’d be honored just to make you come again, then hold you all night.”
Her eyes soften. “Hero,” she smiles, so soft and intimate, touching my face. “I adore you for offering that, but that’s not why I paused.” She waits, so I nod for her to continue.
“I wanted you to know, I’ve never been with anyone.”
My mind circles her meaning until it hits. Does she mean? “You’ve never…?” She shakes her head. “That fuckface never had you?” I hate bringing him up, but if she’s saying what I believe she’s saying, I’m claiming this woman forever.
She scoffs a short laugh. “Hell no. It never felt right. I wanted to feel safe. No one made me feel what you do.”
I push my forehead against hers, groaning. “Are you sure you want me? All of me. No holding back?”
“I think it was always supposed to be you,” she whispers, vulnerability etching her face.
I slide my hands up her arms, bringing them at her wrists, which I set above her head. I take hold of them in one hand, then widen her legs with my knees. Arousal accelerates her breath.
“This changes everything, Camille Lane. You hear what I’m saying?” My cock aligns with her wet opening that heats my leaking tip.
Her legs pulse and squeeze my hips as they tighten around me. “Promise?” she asks, cheeky but honest. Hoping.
“Baby, we’ll start slow. Tell me if it hurts, and we’ll wait for it to pass before I go deeper.”
“Hero, when you finally get all the way in, I don’t want you holding back. I want my wild, caring, passionate man to make me come, then fill me up.”
“Fuck.” My hips jerk, the tip of my dick sliding in. “When I feel your body slacken in pleasure and not tense in pain anymore, trust me, Little Pixie…you’ll need to hold on tight.”
Her parted lips shut and bleed into a knowing grin. She’s going to be wild, I know it. Stamina will have to be my aim every day just to keep up once she’s set herself free.
