Not breaking the kiss, I stand from my place at her feet and press forward, urging Tessa backward on the bed. She scoots herself back until she is in the middle of the mattress and I fall over her as she settles back. As soon as her head hits the blanket, I break the kiss, dragging my lips across her jaw and down the column of her throat. I nip and suck at her neck before coming up and taking the fleshy lobe of her ear between my teeth and growl.
“Against the pillow. Shirt and jeans off,” I demand.
I give her one last kiss before pulling back and crawling off the bed. As quickly as possible, I shrug out of my cut and hang it on the back of the desk chair while kicking out of my boots. Turning back around, I watch her with blazing intensity as she sits up and pulls the thermal shirt over her head, tossing it at me with a hungry gaze. I snag it out of the air before it can wrap around my face and bring it to my nose, inhaling her warm delicate scent. Vanilla and crisp green apples.
I can’t resist the urge to touch her any longer. Closing the distance between us, I walk back up to the foot of the bed and reach for her, tugging at the button of her jeans and helping her shimmy out of them. My eyes drink in every new inch of skin revealed to me as I pull her luscious legs free. Tossing her jeans to the floor behind me and standing, my hands hang at my side. My fingers flex and clench with the effort of restraint as I look down at her, taking in each glorious inch of her perfect body.
She’s so soft, so warm. With aching tenderness, I reach out and lift her left foot, pressing my thumbs into the arch for a moment before placing a kiss on the inside of her ankle. My hands slide up over her calf and I trail kisses along the path of my fingers. I continue my torturously slow journey up, pressing kisses and light nips to the inside of her knee and along her inner thigh. My hands curve around her generous hips and I lick my way to the crease where her leg connects with her body.
At my teasing lick, Tessa lets out a breathy moan and bucks her hips reflexively, urging me to touch her where she wants me. Chuckling, I trail my nose across her pubic bone, tracing the edge of her panties. I give the same lick and kiss to her other hip before retracing the same line down her right leg and giving it the same treatment as the left. Realizing I’m determined to take my time, she whimpers, and the sound goes straight to my cock, making the already straining appendage pulse against the closure of my jeans. Smiling against her skin, I kiss the inside of her right knee, eliciting another moaning giggle from her.
“Sawyer stop teasing me…” she moans, meaning not a word of it.
. Under my heated stare she opens for me, spreading her legs further and putting herself on perfect display. Her chest is rising and falling with ragged breaths, her lashes feather closed as her head lolls off to the side; clearly lost to the sensation of my hands on her. Tessa’s dark hair is splayed out over the white pillow like the halo of some dark angel. My saving grace, my Babydoll. Mine.
Leaning forward, I slide one hand up each leg until I reach her hips. I press another kiss to each hip bone before bringing my hands to her waist, flexing my fingers into her soft flesh. I continue my path up her body, trailing my hands to her ribs and nuzzling between her full breasts. Needing to lighten the mood, I tickle her ribs and laugh into her cleavage as she struggles and screeches with laughter under me. Tessa presses against my shoulders and tries to push me off, but I tighten my hold and close my mouth over one nipple through the purple cotton covering her breast, gently tugging with my teeth. As I roll my tongue around the pebbled peak, her pushes turn to pulls as she curls her fingers into my shoulders, dragging me closer.
I release her cotton covered peak and move to kiss the swell of her breast as it spills out of the cup of her bra, rubbing my bearded jaw over the delicate skin. The need to leave my mark on every inch of her consumes me. I want to see it all; the flush my efforts bring to her skin, the bright pink from the little bit of beard burn left behind between her breasts, the deeper red and purple from the bite marks along her hip. She is mine and I’m claiming every single inch of her.
Continuing up her body I trail kisses over her collarbone, nibbling at the hollow of her throat before suckling at the little spot where her shoulder meets her throat. With slow movements, I skim my hands down her arms and thread my fingers with hers. On a groan, I bring our clasped hands over her head and press them into the mattress as I leverage myself more fully over her. Tessa arches into me and lets her legs fall open farther, allowing me to settle between them. My still jean clad hips press against her center and I rock against her, letting her feel the outline of my straining cock through the denim.
My lips finally return to hers and I take them in a searing kiss, delving my tongue into her mouth; claiming her, branding her, consuming her. With more pressure this time, I rock against her and she moans into the kiss. Tessa’s kisses are a drug, addictive. I could lose myself in them forever and die a happy man. I need more.
“Need to taste you. Need you falling apart on my tongue Babydoll,” I say against her lips, not willing to break the contact more than absolutely necessary. Tessa’s responding whimper and bucking hips makes me smile against her lips before deepening the kiss once again. Letting go of her hands, I trail my fingers and lips down her body until I reach the edge of her panties. I lick and suck across the line of them before hooking my fingers into the waistband and slowly peeling them from her. Tessa lifts her hips just enough so the fabric can slide over the curve of her ass and I reward her with a kiss to her neatly trimmed mound.
With a quick tug, I discard the offending clothing and skim my hands up her legs again, pressing a line of kisses from her knee up her inner thigh, and across her pubic bone. I nuzzle into the small patch of curls there before nipping playfully just above her clit. My bearded chin teases over her center, tickling her, but offering only a tease.
Tessa lets out a needy whimper as I press open mouthed kisses to either side of her pussy, leaving the spot where her thighs met her body with my tongue, not ready to be done teasing her just yet. She tries to wiggle her hips to get me where she wants me, and I nip at her with a chuckle. I lift my head and rest my chin on her pubic bone, smiling up at her with a cheeky grin. With a harrumph of displeasure, she lifts her head from the pillow and glares at me. All I do is smile back at her, trying to contain my laugh at her little pout. She reaches down and threads her fingers into my hair and her eyes turn pleading.
“Please…”
My smile gets even brighter at the sound of her voice and I shoot her a wink before lowering my head again. Hovering my lips over her pussy for a moment, I blow a stream of cool air against her heated flesh and she squirms under me, her fingers tightening in my hair again.
“Please Sawyer… please.”
Growling deep in my throat, I extend my tongue and give her one long slow lick from bottom to top with the flat of my tongue; flicking it over her clit when I reach it. She throws her head back and lets out a groan that has me smiling. I slowly circle her clit, teasing all around but never making full contact with the little bud. Tessa’s fingers tense against my scalp again and I flick my tongue against her clit, once again she arches and cries out in response.
The sound of her sweet cry snaps the last of my restraint. I swirl my tongue, sucking and nipping at her clit relentlessly. The astonished sounds of pleasure falling from her lips and the intoxicating taste of her have me desperate for more. I settle further into the bed and drape her thighs over my shoulders, allowing me to wrap my arms around her hips, gripping the tops of her thighs as I devour her. Alternating between long probing licks, flicks and sucks, I savor her.