She scooted off him and stood on wobbly legs as she pushed her cotton pants and underwear down her legs. Eagle undid his jeans and shoved them off while she stood next to her bed, staring as he revealed himself to her. He wanted to rip his shirt off, but had to take the time to ease his left arm carefully out of the sleeve before removing the garment over his head.
They both stayed where they were, taking each other in for a long moment.
Taylor was perfect in every way. Perfect for him. Eagle knew, according to society’s standards of beautiful, she wouldn’t make the cut, but he didn’t care. Her thighs were a little thick, and her stomach wasn’t flat. She’d trimmed her pubic hair, which was sexy as hell. Her breasts moved with each excited breath, and he couldn’t wait to feel her against him. To taste her. To feel her swallowing his cock in her hot, wet folds.
Eagle wasn’t a vain man, but he was aware of his good looks. He worked hard to keep his body in top physical shape. He had to; his life, and the lives of his friends, depended on him being able to run, jump, fight, and simply be stronger than others.
And he loved the look of desire in Taylor’s face as she slowly took him in. At the moment, her eyes were glued to his cock, and he couldn’t stop himself from reaching down and caressing it, excited about what the night would bring for them both.
“Come here,” he said after a moment, holding out his right hand to her.
Taylor licked her lips again and slowly crawled back onto the bed. She shuffled up to his left side, and he grinned. Using the strength of his good arm, he hauled her back over him until she was straddling his stomach once again. He felt the tip of his cock brush against her backside, and they both moaned.
“You’re beautiful,” she whispered.
Eagle knew he was smiling like a loon, but he didn’t care. “I think that’s my line.”
She shrugged. “I like doughnuts too much.”
“As far as I’m concerned, you can keep eating them. I like the way you look, and I love the way you feel against me.”
She shifted, and the most delicious scent wafted up to his nose. Eagle inhaled deeply and smiled when she blushed again. “You smell fucking awesome,” he told her. Then, without warning her, he scooted her body up, toward his face, his hand on her ass.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, shuffling forward on her knees so she wouldn’t fall on top of him.
“That’s right. Come up here,” he said, his gaze focused between her legs. He could feel her wetness against his chest as she moved up his body.
Eagle settled his left arm carefully and gripped the back of her thigh. With his right, he grabbed hold of an ass cheek and pulled her right up to where he wanted her. Over his mouth.
Her smell was stronger now, and he couldn’t wait to eat her out. To see if he could make her orgasm all over his face. He’d never done this before, not in this position, and he was so excited he could feel precome leaking from his hard-as-nails cock.
“I . . . I don’t know about this,” she said.
Eagle would back off if she really wanted him to, but he didn’t think she did. She was just nervous. He played the sympathy card. “I’m afraid I’ll hurt my arm if I do this any other way,” he told her.
It was a fucking lie. He couldn’t even feel his arm at the moment, but his words did the trick, because Taylor nodded.
But he truly wanted to make sure she was all in. He’d never forgive himself if she let him do this when she didn’t actually want to. “I’ll stop if you want me to,” Eagle said quietly.
Her eyes got big. “You will?”
Eagle clenched his teeth and forced himself to look up into her eyes, rather than at the soft pink folds just waiting for him to dive into. “Yes.”
“I’d have to hurt you if you stopped,” Taylor finally said with a small smile. “But don’t blame me if you suffocate down there.”
He laughed. “What a way to go,” he quipped, then pulled her down and licked her once.
Her taste exploded on his tongue. “Shit,” he mumbled, feeling overwhelmed with how much he wanted her. Then he closed his eyes and got to work, making sure his woman enjoyed this as much as he did.
Chapter Twelve
Taylor’s experience with a man going down on her wasn’t vast. One man. One time. And they’d both been nervous about it. The guy she’d been dating clearly hadn’t enjoyed her taste or anything about the experience, which had made her very self-conscious.
But from the second Eagle put his mouth between her legs, it was more than obvious he liked everything about what he was doing. He wasn’t tentative, didn’t start out easy. After the first lick, he acted as if he were a starving man, and she was the only thing giving him the sustenance to survive. He licked between her folds, pushed his tongue inside her, then slurped up the juices she knew were leaking all over his face.
Then he covered her clit with his lips and sucked.
Taylor jolted, and she felt his hand on her ass tighten, steadying her. She threw her hands up and propped herself against the wall, moaning. She stopped thinking that anything about this was weird and simply enjoyed herself. He alternated between licking her clit and fucking her with his tongue. Just as she thought she was going to orgasm, he’d change up what he was doing. It was maddening, and Taylor felt as if she was going to fly out of her skin.
Her hips began moving unconsciously, trying to follow his tongue, to get more pressure on her clit.
“You like this?” Eagle asked, and Taylor could feel the warmth of his breath against her. Practically panting, she nodded.
“Good. Because I fucking love it,” Eagle muttered. “Could do this all night.”
“Please,” she said on a long sigh.
“You want to come?”
“God, yes! Please!”
“Love hearing you beg, Flower, but you don’t ever have to beg for anything from me.”
Then he lifted his head and latched on to her clit once more. Taylor realized that he’d been teasing her the entire time. His tongue felt like a vibrator against her sensitive flesh, and she wanted him to both stop and press tighter against her.
“Eagle . . . ,” she moaned.
In response, he sucked harder.
That was all it took for Taylor to orgasm like she never had before. It felt as if every muscle in her body locked up. She quivered and shook, and she thought for sure that she blacked out for a second.
When she came back to herself, she was sitting on Eagle’s chest. She didn’t remember moving, but then again, maybe he’d pulled her down so she wouldn’t actually suffocate him. For a moment, she was embarrassed, until Eagle spoke.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said, licking his lips.
Taylor saw that his chin and cheeks were shiny with her juices—and she felt embarrassed all over again. But then Eagle grabbed her hip in his hand and began to shift her down his body.
“I need you,” he said softly.
Yes. She needed him too. Reaching between her legs, Taylor took hold of his cock, loving how he inhaled sharply at her touch.
“Condom,” he breathed.
“Where?” Taylor asked.
“In my wallet, in my pants.”
It was ridiculous that she was disheartened to find he was so prepared. She should be thrilled he wanted to protect her. She wasn’t on the pill, and they hadn’t had a conversation about sexually transmitted diseases.