by CC MacKenzie
Her hungry mouth was licking, tasting the too sensitive skin between his balls and the top of his thigh.
Where the hell had she learned to do...
He gasped out a breath as she gently nuzzled with her nose before sucking one of his balls into her hot wet mouth and his brain cells made a bid for freedom leaking out of his ears.
He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think.
Her mouth was the whole centre of his universe.
Then her tongue went on a journey of exploration along the tight line of his perineum and over his balls. Christ, she was licking him as if he was her favourite ice cream. And then he was in the soft, wet heat of her mouth and the flat of her tongue was doing amazing things to his rock hard cock.
Oh, God, he was going to...
“Coco, please baby, I’m going to come, you don’t need to... Aaaah.”
She squeezed his balls gently applying just enough pressure that he arched his back, his neck, and cried out long and loud as the most amazing fucking orgasm of his life shot from his heels to the top of his head before spearing into his balls and up his cock. And heaven help him she sucked him dry of every single hot spurting drop of seed.
Once he got his breath back, he watched her through slitted eyes.
The little witch was sitting back on her heels her face flushed as she licked her lips looking so very pleased with herself.
Her nipples under her bikini top were rock hard.
“Was that as good for you as it was for me?” she purred.
What?
Was she out of her mind?
“That was the most amazing orgasm I’ve ever had in my life.”
She crawled up his body and lay on top of him.
Gave him a big cheesy grin. “Result!”
He ran a shaky hand over her hair, down her cheek.
“You didn’t have to swallow...”
Her fingertips pressed against his mouth.
Those wide violet eyes stayed on his.
“I liked it. You taste clean and salty.”
And God help him, just like that, he was hard again.
What the hell was she doing to him?
He flipped her over onto her back and stared down into that beautiful face with big eyes staring into his and his heart tripped in his chest and fell right at her feet.
Chapter Thirty Six
Rafe went very still.
His gorgeous face was too sober.
“I’ll never ever get enough of you,” he said, his voice deep and low as his mouth took hers. His kiss was as possessive as ever, but when he raised his head there was an undercurrent of something elusive, something she couldn’t read in his eyes. “You have a mouth I’ll never get tired of kissing.”
Blinking, Coco leaned back to stare into those come-to-bed eyes. “That’s the loveliest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
She found she needed to clear her throat as that stare grew so intense her pulse jumped.
“I need you,” he told her.
His voice was so husky, the tone so deadly serious that for a moment a tiny shiver of anxiety ran up her spine.
What did that mean precisely?
He gently placed his big body on top of hers, chest to breast.
His eyes continued to hold hers as her heart kicked against his.
She inhaled and took the scent of him into her lungs as her body sizzled and burned in a way that was becoming all too familiar.
“You’ve got me.” There was a breathless plea in her voice that she simply couldn’t control.
She got a flash of a white smile before he lowered his head and caught her bottom lip between his teeth, gently pulling before slicking his tongue over her lip, then into her mouth to dance with hers.
Every time he made that particular move she got so ready for him it was scary.
The look in his eye told her he knew exactly what was happening inside her body.
“I want more. Much more,” he said so seriously it made her frown.
She had the strange feeling he was trying to send her some sort of message.
There was no point in over thinking things, Coco decided as she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
“What more do you want?”
“I want you on your hands and knees.”
He kissed her again and slipped nimble fingers around to the back of her black bikini.
The tug as he removed her top had her looking down at her breasts. They were paler than the rest of her and her nipples resembled two bullets, as they grew hard under his hot gaze.
He pushed her back on the sun bed and rose, sliding her bikini bottom down her legs, off her feet and tossed it over his shoulder.
“Open your legs. Let me see you,” his voice was so deep with arousal, she found herself obeying without another thought. Those eyes were black as night as his gaze burned her slick core. “You are so fucking beautiful, Coco.”
An illicit little thrill ran up her spine and her mouth went dry as adrenaline roared through her system and she realised she was holding her breath.
He caught her wrists and hauled her to her feet, pulled her into his arms tight against his body, burying his face in her neck.
The feel of his rock hard erection pushing against her soft belly, made her press her lips to his chest. Slowly, she brought her arms around his waist holding him close.
She slid her hands up his back and over wide shoulders, up his neck to tunnel her fingers in his hair.
“I can’t get enough of you,” he told her without lifting his face from her neck. “I don’t know what I’m going to do about you.”
The tone alerted her to the fact that this was very different from the relaxed fun and frolics they’d indulged in before.
Ordering himself to be gentle, to take care with her, Rafe’s hands framed her face tilting her head up so their eyes met.
His pounding heart squeezed in his chest.
She was so beautiful.
Those pouting lips just begged him to take. Those big eyes gazed into his with absolute trust.
How the hell had he managed to live without her for so long?
A savage need went from his mind to his body in a flood of heat that contracted every muscle.
Desire burst through him, raw, primitive and too strong.
Love for her merged with a hunger that was so much more than mere lust.
He was a man starving, almost possessed, craving her in a way that shook him to his very soul.
Those vivid eyes, huge now with concern, scanned his face as her fingertips gently caressed his cheek.
The moment she touched him, his body reacted with a brutal almost painful force, filling his cock, making it ache with demand.
“Condom,” he said.
And once he broke the seal, Coco rolled the protection over his erection in a way that made him hiss through his teeth.
Bending his head to the enticement of her soft mouth, he stroked his tongue over her full lower lip, tasting the sheer essence of her that he simply couldn’t get enough of.
The way she trembled in reaction just added fuel to a fire now burning out of control.
She couldn’t know how much he needed her.
Rafe had never felt like this, a tormented desperation just to touch her.
He wanted her so much he struggled to keep his hands gentle, his kisses soft as his system craved her.
The small, helpless sound that whined in her throat shattered him.
“You know I would never hurt you, don’t you, Coco?”
His mouth skimmed over her eyelids, slid over her cheeks and down to tease the corners of her mouth.
She swallowed hard and blinked up at him, a mixture of troubled confusion and wary desire filling those vivid eyes now.
Her fingers stroking his neck trembled, her velvety breasts tightened, pushing against his chest.
Again he took her mouth and this time he wasn’t gentle and his breath caught in response
to the way her tongue teased his.
She made a tiny murmur of assent, so feminine and breathy, giving herself to him with such trust that he closed his eyes loving the feel of her skin against his.
He couldn’t wait another second and drew her even closer, sinking into the heaven of her vulnerable, moist mouth.
Christ, he was so hard he thought he might explode.
His tongue stroked hers in hard thrusts and she gave a shudder of pleasure along with a high breathy moan.
Something dark and too possessive flared within him.
No other man would ever touch her.
But he kept needing to taste her, to savour the texture of her mouth, the silky, misty warmth that took him in as he blatantly urged her to keep giving him what he needed, he craved.
She tasted fucking fabulous.
Coco knew there was something unique about their lovemaking this time.
Although he was taking over, it was different. It almost felt as if she was on the sacrificial altar of his desire. He was igniting a fire so hot within her that she’d never return whole from it. But she wanted the burning pleasure of his mouth, the feel of his big hands rough on her skin and his strong arms holding her so tightly against him.
The flat of his hand slid over her belly and her muscles jumped beneath his palm.
His fingertips stroked around her navel and sent shivers of excitement along her spine as arousal wept between her thighs.
He kissed a burning path down her throat, along her shoulder then his mouth pounced upon her nipple and suckled so strongly she nearly collapsed.
“Rafe?”
She clung to his shoulders and her voice wobbled as he sucked even harder.
A trembling sigh escaped from her throat.
God, what was he doing to her?
She’d never felt anything like it.
Sexy.
Needy.
Hungry.
Terrified.
He scooped her up in his arms.
“It’s going to be all right. I’ve got you,” he promised her softly. “You’re so beautiful and I need you so much I can barely breathe.”
She observed him through half-closed eyes as he strode with her through the house, up the wide staircase, into their bedroom.
He kicked door shut.
Then he slid her down his body as he released her and she stood naked before him, warm sunlight caressing her skin.
His eyes were shining at her with an intensity, a hunger, that both frightened and aroused.
As his gaze, dark now with lust, swept over her a low moan escaped from his mouth making her tremble.
He dropped to his knees before her.
Big hands pushed her thighs wide apart.
With his fingers digging into her hips, he forced the heart of her towards his waiting mouth. His nose nuzzled, inhaled her scent in a way that made her cry out. And then he feasted on the core of her sex like a starving man.
Coco screamed loud and long with a dark pleasure.
He didn’t stop. Instead, with the flat of his tongue he licked at her tender flesh with long, slow strokes.
And her body responded with lazy contractions of such intense arousal, her breath hitched.
He growled, a low rumbling sound of male satisfaction deep in his throat that shimmered through her system.
She clutched at his wide shoulders as her world tilted.
Wave after wave of unbearable delight brought her to a state of near collapse.
Her womb tightened, the muscles contracting, tension unfolding with blissful heat.
“I can’t do this,” she whimpered the words.
She arched her back, legs spread wide while his tongue snaked around that throbbing nub of nerves until a gasp of ecstasy escaped from her throat.
Thrusting her hips, she pushed against him, needing more and more as the tension continued to build.
His mouth and tongue feasted as two fingers entered her vagina curling, stroking and caressing until she burned with need.
The orgasm caught her breath, washing over her with too much pleasure as her womb grew tighter, hotter and hotter until she lost control, losing her mind and her body, giving herself completely to his mouth and his hands.
If Rafe didn’t have her, right now, he was going to go crazy.
He was on his feet and lifted her.
“Legs around my waist, Coco. Now!”
She threw her arms around his neck, while her breasts crushed against his chest and those endless legs wrapped around his waist.
He entered her with one thrust and she sobbed into his throat.
She was so tight he could barely stand it.
Fire blazed through his system as he pushed deeper into her and buried himself to the hilt.
She was so slick, so hot, so fucking tight as her body gripped his.
He remained totally still until his mouth found hers, tongues and teeth, licking and biting and tasting.
Her muscles contracted, the walls of her sheath felt red-hot, pulsing and palpating around him, gripping and sliding over him until he almost wept with triumph.
She tightened her vaginal muscles and he nearly lost control.
Gripping her hips, he took over and set the pace, thrusting harder and harder, deeper and deeper, until he was crazy with need.
He couldn’t, simply couldn’t, get enough of her.
Coco’s desperate sobs only added fuel to a fire blazing dangerously out of control.
Her fingers clutched in his hair as she clung to him, her hips lifting to meet the demands of his.
The sound of their body’s frantic coupling was too loud.
But he could hear his gasps shuddering out of his throat and the world went up in flames as his body burned hotter, even tighter until everything centred on Coco.
Her high wail totally shattered him.
And he began to thrust faster, tension growing as he pushed her further than she’d ever been before, until she was screaming, begging him for release.
But he kept going, plunging and thrusting into her as deep as he could go.
Then her body seized, rippled and clamped down his, milking and squeezing him.
Wave after wave of an orgasm that had her sobbing as her nails sank into his shoulders took him with her over the edge and into blessed oblivion.
She gasped into his neck as she went limp.
Rafe lowered her feet to the ground, but still held her tight against him.
He couldn’t let her go. And closed his eyes, holding her even tighter as his heart thundered against hers.
“What just happened?” Her voice was soft and she slurred the words.
He picked her up and held her close. “I think we almost killed each other.”
Grateful it wasn’t far, since his legs were like water, he carried her to the bed.
He laid her down and rolling next to her, pulled her close, running his hand over her amazingly soft skin.
Burying his face in her neck, he murmured, “You never fail to amaze me. Tell me I didn’t hurt you.”
Her quiver of laughter had him sigh in relief and he raised his head to look at her.
Those violet eyes were enormous and he wanted to sink, to drown in their vivid depths.
Coco kept her eyes on his face, absorbing the cheekbones, that strong jaw and his amazing mouth.
She read a certain amount of concern in those too serious dark eyes.
“I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. You have eyelashes like a girl. You’ve exhausted me.”
“I did? We’re only getting this party started,” he whispered as he lowered his head to nuzzle her nipple. She caught a glimpse of his smile before he buried his head between her breasts. One hand slid down her hip to nestle between her legs. “Ah, you don’t feel exhausted to me.” He slid a finger into her and her muscles instantly caught him. Lifting his head, he smiled at her. “Darling, you’re ready for more.”
There must be something terribly wrong
with her because he was right.
Thrusting her pelvis into his hand, her eyes stayed on his as she pouted.
“What happened to wanting me on my hands and knees?”
Those dark eyes glittered into hers, filled now with a wicked intent that thrilled her.
“Good things come to those who wait.”
He flipped her onto her tummy, pulled her up onto her hands and knees. But then he pushed her shoulders onto the bed leaving her bottom in the air.
She wasn’t sure how she felt about being exposed like this, so vulnerable to his gaze, his touch.
“Rafe?”
The sound of a drawer opening had her assume he was sourcing a condom until she heard a buzzing sound.
Her head whipped round and her eyes bugged out of her head.
He was holding a sleek metal vibrator.
Pouring oil on his hand he stroked it along the thick length and gave her a wicked grin.
“I’m only human, baby. You’ve made me come twice. My boys need a rest before round three. Never played with toys?”
Speechless, she simply shook her head.
“Then you’re in for a treat. I’m going to make you ejaculate.”
What?
Her heart kicked before sprinting in her chest.
“Women don’t...”
She lost the power of speech as he gently rubbed the vibrator against her clitoris.
“Yeah, they do. Spread your legs for me, baby, that’s it.”
Legs spread wide, she moaned as Rafe bent his head and whorled his tongue over her little bead of screaming nerve ends, stroking the flat of his tongue along her swollen lips bringing her to the brink. He leaned back and she felt the vibrator being inserted oh so slowly into her while his fingertip snaked around her clit. Then the vibrator found a sweet spot deep inside her as Rafe directed it towards her belly. A deep ache wound tighter and tighter as her clitoris swelled in a way she initially found alarming.
“Ohhh...” She gasped.
The vibrator was merciless in bringing a dark deep pleasure as he slid it in and out, in and out, unerringly finding that spongy spot of nerve endings deep within her body. His hand pressed, fingers massaging low against her womb as the vibrator worked her. Her legs trembled uncontrollably as an orgasm so deep and powerful had her fist the sheets to ground her. Pressing her burning face into the mattress Coco gave a low wail in her throat that rose louder and louder.