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His inclination had been to strip her clothes from her body and see just how beautiful she was, naked and exposed beneath him.
He’d forced himself to chill and try his damnedest to take it slow and not scare her. So he started at her feet, removing the sexy high heels after carefully untying the pretty ribbon tied in a loopy bow.
He brought her leg close to his after slipping the shoes from her feet, one by one, and ran his face along the silky skin, his eyes closing shut.
When he placed her dainty foot in his palm, he brought it instinctively to his mouth, his eyes seeking hers.
He ran his tongue over the top, up the length until he reached her ankle, his tongue stroking and licking the smooth skin.
When she moaned softly, he bit back a groan.
She was so responsive to his touch. His dick hardened painfully.
“God, your skin is so soft, so smooth,” he said, and allowed his hands to run up the length of her thighs. She moaned as he found her panties and pulled them down, past her knees, her legs, until finally he tossed them to the floor.
“We won’t be needing those.” His voice was heavy with need.
He brought his mouth to her thighs, working upward, his tongue leaving a hot, wet trail as he moved up her body. When he stopped at the junction of her thighs, he felt her body tremble.
Slowly, he lifted her dress, easing it up and away, releasing the front ties of the wraparound dress to reveal her beautiful naked body as she lay before him like an erotic offering.
He nearly came on the spot. He grabbed his cock unconsciously as he beheld her beauty.
He’d had an idea what she would look like naked, but no way in hell could he have imagined she’d look like this.
His hands came out to grasp her tiny waist loosely as he stared, transfixed with her magnificence. Her hips were full and jutted out enough to make a man salivate. He stared at her high, firm breasts and imagined the feel of them in his hands.
Slowly he traced up the length of her body to take the small, perfectly sculpted globes into his hands. Like her ass, her breasts had just the right amount of...overflow. He bounced them lightly, stroking a finger across the nipples, and groaned when the dark wine nubs hardened beneath his probing fingers.
Perfection.
She laughed softly, bringing him out of his dazed fascination. Her full mouth curved upward. Her feminine laughter mirrored his earlier one. It was the kind of soft laugh that let a man know his woman knew exactly what she was working with...and what she was doing to him.
Max’s dick was hard as granite, yet he forced himself to go slowly. He ran an appreciative glance down her body.
She allowed her legs to drop to the side so that her pretty kitty was exposed. He brought a hand up to stroke across it.
Although her hair was cut low, she had a tiny tuft right above her lips. He ran a finger over the curls and a growl of need broke from his throat.
“So damn fine...even your pretty pussy is fine,” he said roughly.
He brought his eyes to meet hers. There was an air of expectancy in the room. One they both knew would be fulfilled....
He went down on her.
Placing his hands beneath the bend of her legs, he lifted her thighs, nudged them apart and lowered his head.
His tongue stroked one long caress across her pussy, end to end, from the back of her entry to the tip of her clit. He laved and sucked.
Her moans filled the room as she tossed on the bed.
He chuckled low, lightly against her pussy. He knew she loved his oral loving. Truth was, he loved giving it to her just as much.
Her scent, her taste were unique and different. Intoxicating.
He paused and heard her whimper. “Shh...I’ll take care of you, baby. I just need time with this pretty kitty of yours,” he said, his fingers coming out to separate her lips. “Is that okay?” he asked as she moaned, unable to answer him.
He separated her lips with his fingers and groaned at the sight of her glistening inner lips. It made his balls tingle when he noted that the inner skin of her lips was a slightly lighter shade of brown than her outer lips, the contrast sexy as hell to him. He dipped his fingers inside and gently skewered them in her body, withdrawing her moisture. He brought it to his lips and sucked her juices clean.
His nostrils flared as her heady, unique smell of arousal engulfed him, making his balls tighten and his cock thump, hard, painfully, against his thigh.
“Max...” she groaned, her feminine pleas for him to continue making his own breath catch.
“Okay, baby...I’ll give you what you need,” he said. “Do you trust me?” he asked. And as badly as he just wanted to do her, suck her and fuck her, her trust was...important. More important than his raging hard-on. More important than the fact that he didn’t know if he’d ever felt like this about a woman he’d been around for such a short time. Much less not had communication with outside of one time.
He waited for her reply, as hard as it was to do that and not touch her. She nodded her head, her tongue coming out to lick her lower lip. “Please...make love to me.”
That was all Max needed to hear.
He brought his face down again, to her entry.
He gloried in her pussy, suckling the clit deep into his mouth as his tongue came out and flicked rapid strokes over her lips. He couldn’t get enough.
Her moans and cries filled the room as he continued laving her, his tongue doing to her what his cock would soon be doing, stroking, fucking...loving.
He knew she was close to the edge. Max’s index finger came out to feather over her tuft as he continued stroking her, using his mouth, lips, tongue and fingers to bring her to screaming release.
He didn’t stop suckling her until her cries stopped and her trembling body collapsed.
He moved his head, taking in her glistening pussy, the sexy way her legs were wide open, her dress not completely shed from her body as she lay on top of it.
Sexy as hell. He grabbed his shaft, running a finger over the top, feeling his own precome as he stared down at the woman who, for whatever reason, had become more important to him than any other woman had in all of his thirty-two years.
The thought should have scared the shit out of Max.
But it didn’t. He reached over for the first condom of the night....
“I’m not through with you yet...”
Her drowsy eyes flew open.
Chapter 6
In blissful contentment Nikki lay in the center of the king-size bed, her body melting into the soft mattress.
Satisfaction buzzed in every fiber of her being after being on the receiving end of Max’s oral loving. Even as her body finally began to calm, her quivering thighs beginning to relax and her thudding heartbeat slowing to an even rhythm, every molecule was still alive with feeling, every nerve ending sensitive to the lightest touch.
She inhaled a deep breath. The breeze, coming from the lazy sway of the ceiling fan overhead, was like little erotic pricks to her overly sensitive skin.
It wasn’t only the fan that was causing her hypersensitive nerve endings to jump. Most of that had to do with the slow, wickedly sensual flicks of a talented tongue and soft kisses from a pair of firm lips delivered to her clit as she came down from her high, from the hottest man she’d ever had between her thighs, she thought. She felt a small giggle bubbling forth out of sheer happiness.
She felt sooo good.
She inhaled a deep breath, but kept her eyes closed. No way could it get any better, she thought....
“I’m not through with you yet.”
Her eyes flew open and she stared down at the dark head between her thighs.
“Max, wait, I—” The rest of her plea broke off when she gasped, her back arching high when he spread her legs wide and blew on her pussy.
Immediately her body reacted. As though she hadn’t just had the best orgasm of her life—she’d never had the type of sexual satisfaction that she’d just experienced. But she wasn’t tired or listless...that same satisfied body got energized in less than two-point-two seconds.
The minute she felt his warm breath on her kitty, she felt her clit engorge, as though in welcome of what was to come. What more sensual delights it was going to enjoy.
Her nipples hardened and those goose bumps returned with a vengeance when she heard his deep, masculine laugh. She opened her eyes and sought his gaze and her heart seemed to clench just the smallest bit when she caught the sexy little dimple that appeared in the corner of his cheek. And then she felt his cock, hard, thick...long, brush against her thighs as he raised his body.
With feline grace he leaned over and grasped the condom from the bedside table. Her heart began to thud, her nipples tight as she watched him tear it open with his teeth and discard the wrapper.
Her pussy clenched as though with a mind of its own as Nikki watched in helpless fascination when he grasped the base of his cock in one hand.
Even though his hand was large, he could barely circle it.
Her throat convulsed.
He kept her gaze locked on his when he began to roll the protection down the long...impossibly long and thick length of his rigid shaft. With the precision of a drill sergeant, he covered that beautiful monster.
She felt oddly mesmerized, almost dazed, watching the way he rolled the condom over his length, while at the same time her body was electrified. The effect was unexpectedly erotic.
And he hadn’t even touched her with it.
“Ohhh,” she moaned, barely aware she’d even made the sound, she was so caught up in the sensual web she found herself entangled in.
His eyes darkened in reaction to her response, a flush appearing on his lean face.
“Goddamn, you’re fine. So damn sexy...so responsive,” he growled, his voice now lower than she’d ever heard it. As he finished the task of placing condom on shaft, his voice was so low and guttural it was close to animalistic.
Nikki felt her feminine power rise in satisfaction. She knew that his voice became like that because he was close to the edge. A fine line for sure, but it was hot, wickedly hot, to know that she was the reason he was dangling so close to the edge.
She knew his need was riding him, hard.
She also knew she should be afraid and if she had any sense at all she would grab her clothes and run for the nearest exit, knowing good and well that what he had in store for her would be unlike anything she could imagine, much less had experienced.
Shoulda, woulda, coulda...it was all white noise to her.
He stopped and stared down at her, his hands falling down near his waist.
She had never seen a man so...vibrant. So alive. She inhaled a breath, her eyes darting down, taking in his massive manhood that proudly stood long and stiff away from the lighter-colored nest of curls surrounding it. His balls were heavy, perfectly rounded spheres.
She felt a yearning to place her tongue on them, softly lick them as he had licked her so intimately. To hold them in her mouth, see how they felt housed inside.
Oh, God, what was happening to her? What was he doing to her? she thought. She’d never felt so...alive. So sexual...
“You keep looking at my cock like that, my balls, and this won’t last,” he said bluntly. Instead of scaring her, his words empowered her even more.
Nikki leaned up enough that she could touch him. She ran a hand down over his stomach, the hard abs beneath bunching under her caress.
Growing bolder, she ran them down further until she reached the top of the sandy-colored, wavy hair surrounding his shaft.
She licked her dry lips.
“Do it.” He bit off the demand, roughly.
Her eyes sought his.
She blew out a breath, a case of nerves halting her even as her hands lightly grazed his sac, heavy with need and come.
“I won’t make you do anything. You have to tell me you want me, Nikki,” he said. “You need to show me.”
She swallowed down the nervousness, knowing that this was what she wanted, what she needed.
Her hands cupped his sac, her eyes widening at the weight. Although she’d made love before, it had never been so...intimate as it was with him.
She wanted to kiss it, lick it, but stopped.
She smiled shakily at him and felt relief when she saw the same lust in his eyes as before, despite her inability to go through with touching him with her mouth.
He took her hands within his, kissed her open palms and laid her back down. “We will only do what you are ready to do, baby. I will never rush you for anything more.”
That made her want him even more, if possible.
She drank him in as he poised above her, staring down at her from his emerald-colored eyes, his dark hair wavy and long, lightly resting on top of his wide shoulders, one thick, curly lock lying across one of his brows.
Her eyes roamed over his thick chest, heavy with muscle begging for her touch. He resembled a beautiful, dark fallen angel to her. Untamed. Wild... Hot.
With her heart racing, she opened her arms, inviting her fallen angel to come to her and give her whatever he wanted...in whatever way he wanted to give it to her.
She’d deal with regrets, if she had any, later...much later.
Chapter 7
The minute Nikki opened her arms to him, Max pressed her beautiful body down on the mattress, carefully covering her small body with his much bigger one.
He needed to feel her...
“Hmm. Damn, you feel so good against me,” he whispered, his hands coming out to grab her waist before slipping down and grasping her hips.
He wanted to go slow, be gentle with her, but his need threatened to override his rational mind and he feared if he didn’t get control ASAP, he’d lose it and go balls-deep inside her before she was ready for him.
