That hit her right in the gut, wrenching a small groan from her lips.

“Now I think I need to taste how much you want me.”

He surged to his feet and flopped himself on her bed. She scrambled on, straddling him as she crawled up his body. He put his arms above his head, distracting her with his bulgy pecs and the tats.

“I sure like the look of you. Perched up there, your pu**y sliding along my c**k like that. Nipples so dark and hard it makes my mouth water.”

“These?” She cupped her br**sts, testing their weight, all the while loving the way he stuttered out a breath.

“I’m really going to be getting even with this.” He said it as he began to do it, using a long strand of her hair to play over her ni**les.

“Dazzle me, rock star.”

His sleepy green eyes went half lidded, his touch slow and sensual as he replaced the teasing touch of her hair with the roll, tug, pinch of her ni**les.

She arched to get closer and he hissed. “You’re so f**king hot and wet. Now I’m the one who doesn’t know where to start.”

She leaned across him and fished around in a vase on a nearby table, pulling out a condom. “This is step one.”

He laughed. “Not yet. On my face. I want to taste you.”

He was so delightfully filthy she wanted to throw her head back and laugh with the joy of it.

“Hands on your headboard. Don’t let go until you come. And remember . . . be quiet. We don’t want anyone to hear me licking your pu**y until you want to fly apart.”

She closed her eyes and let it all go, shoved everything but this man in her bed far, far away.

He urged her upward with his hands, wide, strong, callused hands.

She positioned herself over his mouth and barely had enough time to grab her headboard before he brought her to his lips, kissing her cunt like it was a lover.

As her fingers gripped the wood of her headboard so tight she wondered if she was hearing it groan against the pressure, Adrian’s fingers dug into the muscles of her ass and thighs, holding her in place.

Right how he wanted.

He held her tight to his mouth, using lips and tongue and even the gentle slide of the edge of his teeth. He licked at her like he couldn’t get enough.

Struggling to keep quiet, she bit her lip so hard she was sure she’d taste blood. Knowing she couldn’t scream out or even groan very loudly only made everything hotter.

Her thigh muscles trembled as he suckled her clit, tickling the sensitive underside with the tip of his tongue. His pace was relentless, his touch just perfect, riding that line between too gentle and too much.

And when she came, she had to turn her head, pressing her mouth into her arm to muffle the cry.

9

It wasn’t until he’d laid her back on the bed and she looked up at him, eyes glossy, hair a wild dark river around her body, that he realized one taste of this woman would not be enough.

He licked his lips and she shivered. “You taste so good.”

“I wonder if I’m fattening.”

Surprised by her dry humor, he laughed, but it died as she reached out to grab his c**k and squeezed it just right.

He watched, unable not to, as she slid her thumb over the head and brought it to her mouth, sucking it inside.

“Whoa.”

“You don’t taste too very bad yourself.”

She got to her knees and he resolved to get her that way as much as he could, she looked so f**king delicious.

She moved down the bed, running hands over his skin, adding the scrape of short, neat nails when she got to his thighs.

So bold, she held him at the root, angling his c**k and sucking him into her mouth slowly and deliberately.

Hot and wet, she took him deep, swirling her tongue around his cock, giving extra attention to the space just under the head. He groaned, giving in and sliding his hands into the shadowy mass of her hair, cool and so very soft.

Settled on her knees between his thighs, she locked her gaze with his as she sucked his c**k and he was entirely sure he’d never seen anything so very hot.

And then she changed her angle, taking him as far back as she could and her hair swept forward, only giving him the briefest of glimpses of her face and mouth.

Sweat beaded at his temples as he was hypnotized by the rounded sway of her ass. Her f**king curves . . . his fingers itched to touch. To dig his fingers in and clutch as he f**ked into her body. That lush, beautiful body.

“Wait.” He managed to get his tongue unstuck from the roof of his mouth. “I want to be in you.”

She pulled up and off his c**k slowly, with one last swirling lick of her tongue. She sat back, on her knees, smug smile on lips swollen from his cock.

“Tell me something good, Adrian Brown.”

Whew, he had not expected this . . . this hotness just under the surface.

“I might be able to do that if you had condoms.”

Then she crawled past him on her bed, that round ass swaying past as she fished around to retrieve the condom she’d brought out earlier.

It was only with the greatest of concentration that he was able to get the condom on. “I want you from behind.”

She got up from where she’d relaxed after tossing him the rubber. And then she turned around and he nearly lost his mind at the sight of the bounty before him.

Not wasting another moment, he moved to her, licking up the line of her spine, delighted by the way she moaned and arched into him. Lining up, he nudged her open, shocked at how hot and wet she was as she enveloped him, bit by bit, as he sank into her cunt.