But she didn’t need to grieve for long. His hands wrapped around her ankles, and she found herself briskly flipped over to her back. With an eek and an oof, she stared down the length of her body at the man before her and the impressive black mountain of his boxer briefs.
Involuntarily, she licked her lips. His pupils dilated, his nostrils flared, and he slid his tongue along his bottom lip.
“Spread your legs, Eva.” His rough voice had her complying instantly. “So wet, so pink,” he murmured.
Holy Jesus.
“Remember the plan?” he asked, his chest lifting and falling at a quick pace.
She nodded.
“Good.” Then he dove between her legs face-first, taking her clit between his lips and sucking like it was a goddamn lollipop.
Eva’s hips shot off the bed.
He hooked his arms beneath her legs so her thighs now rested on his shoulders. Alternating between licking and sucking, he brought her to the edge in no time. Then when he added that finger inside her, she really thought she was going to pass out.
“Remember the plan, Eva,” he purred against her clit, laving at it with the flat of his tongue. The buzz of his words against her plump, sensitive folds sent a new pulse of electricity through her.
He reached up and tugged on her nipples with each hand until they were tender, stiff peaks.
Her hips leapt off the mattress again..
“Eva … ” he grumbled into her cleft.
“Right, right,” she breathed. “Okay, now.” Her bottom lip snagged between her teeth at the thought of his mouth on her in the way he’d described. What if …
What if you love it?
Well, yeah.
Scott lifted up onto his knees and waited for her to roll over to her belly once again.
“On your knees, babe,” he encouraged gently, his fingers brushing her calf. “Spread your legs.”
She swallowed but complied, doing as instructed, her cheek pressed hard into the mattress, her most intimate parts on full display. She felt incredibly open and vulnerable.
“Oh, Eva.” It didn’t matter when he said it, the way Scott pronounced her name made butterflies take wing in her abdomen. But when he said it now, while they were in bed, and that tenor of admiration accompanied his seductive pronunciation, she almost came on the spot.
“Scott … ”
Wet warmth sucked on her pink folds from behind. He drew each one into the soft heat of his mouth only to release it with a gentle pop. She moaned into the mattress, resisting the need to churn her hips or reach beneath her and rub her clit. His tongue dipped between her labia and flicked her clit. She spasmed. Then that tongue began to travel. Through her slit, over her perineum and up her crease.
“Holy shit,” she breathed.
Around and around her tight rosette, Scott swirled his tongue.
“Oh God.”
She didn’t think she was going to enjoy it, let alone this much. The man was a true savant of all things dirty, wicked and wonderful. Not ceasing from his tongue magic, he trailed his fingers up her inner thigh until they found her dripping pussy. He slipped two fingers inside, pumping and pressing on her G-spot.
Bright lights flashed behind her closed eyes.
He pulled his fingers free and flicked her clit, toying with the swelling nub like a cat with a mouse.
“Scott … ”
His tongue in her crease picked up speed, his fingers on her clit began luscious concentric circles, and she was gone.
He’d carried her boneless body up to the cliff top, then hurled her off the summit. Only she didn’t fall, she flew. Up farther into the ether, Eva sailed as the waves of the intense orgasm ricocheted through her, blooming from the epicenter of her core outward to her limbs, her fingertips, her toes and the crown of her head.
And just when she thought she was on the downward coast, enjoying the euphoric fog that accompanied an orgasm so life-changing, another one hit her out of nowhere, and like a second wind, she flew back up in the stratosphere.
16
When Scott returned from the bathroom after washing his face, Eva was right where he left her: on her belly with her face in the pillows, her legs flopped out and spread. If he tilted his head slightly, he could see her slick, plump, pink folds between her legs and a puddle of wetness beneath her on the tan sheets.
Had she fallen asleep?
He certainly hoped not, though he couldn’t necessarily blame her if she had. He could have sworn he heard her snoring a few times during her massage. That was partly why he would slide his fingers inside her, just to wake her up.
He knew she would like having her ass licked, and he was so glad that she gave it a try. Though, by the way she came twice in a row, he might have a created a monster. Not that he minded. He’d eat Eva’s ass every time she asked him.
“Babe?” he whispered, pressing a knee into the bed and climbing on beside her, smoothing his hand down over the luscious curve of her ass. She twitched beneath his palm, but the sigh that followed on the heels of that prompted him to do it again.
Groaning, she turned to face him, pressing her other cheek into the mattress. Long lashes fluttered open. Her yellow-green eyes shone bright, contrasting beautifully with her pinked-up complexion and wild just-fucked hair. She was, without a doubt, the most exquisite creature he’d ever seen.
“That was … ”
His grin made his cheeks hurt. “Yeah?”
She nodded. “Yeah.”
“Good.”
Her gaze slid to his very eager, close-to-painful erection in his boxers. A small bit of leaked precum had turned the fabric a darker shade of black. “Is it my turn yet?” She licked her lips.
Fuck, she was incredible. “Anytime you want to wrap those lips around my cock, babe, I won’t say no.”
With a groggy-sounding groan, she pushed herself up to sitting, then reached for the elastic of his shorts. He helped her, lifting up so she could tug his boxers off as she slid to her knees on the floor. Her face fell to his lap, and she took his cock into her mouth, instantly deep-throating him.
“Fuck.” His fingers pushed into her hair.
She bottomed out over and over again, taking him quickly to the edge of completion. And even though he knew he would be able to provide Eva with cock a few times that night—she just made him get it up nearly on command—he did not want to come in her mouth. Not yet anyway.
She cupped his hairless balls and tugged gently before moving her head down to one and taking it into the decadent heat of her mouth. She sucked on his sac, using her other hand to continuously pump his cock from root to tip.
“Babe.” He tapped her head. “Not like this.”
She hummed a response, and his hips jerked into her face.
He tapped her head harder. “Babe, no, seriously.”
Enormous green doe-eyes flicked up to him. She released his sac and pouted. “Really?”
“Yeah, really. I don’t want to come like this yet.”
Her pout grew deeper before morphing into a big grin. She stuck her tongue out and, using the flat of it, ran it up the length of him, finishing with a hard suck on the head before she released it with a sassy, sexy pop.
“You are a wicked little thing,” he growled, helping her to her feet and then throwing her to the bed.
“Whatever turns you on, stud.” She smiled, her legs flopping open.