I shake my head, panting against her ear. “I’m not. I can’t get you out of my head.”
I don’t want to hold back anymore.
In a swooping move, I claim her lips, kissing her like it’s the only air I’ll get. The kiss is hot and addictive. She kisses me back, making tiny sounds as her arms twine around my shoulders.
It’s not enough just to kiss her.
Parting on a rough sound, I hold her hips in a punishing grip. My thumbprints will be there on her skin when I let go. Blair makes a sound of protest and goes on her toes to kiss me again. Rumbling, I give her a peck.
I drop to my knees and look up at the demonic dark angel who has her sharp claws in my soul. She’s a perfect match to the monster inside me.
Gripping Blair’s thigh, I maneuver her leg over my shoulder and hover my lips over her pussy. She’s spread for me, a needy sound tearing from her.
“How much?” My breath ghosts over her sensitive folds.
“Dev,” Blair breathes, threading her fingers in my hair. “I don’t…”
Fuck, when she says my name like that.
Blair struggles to find more words.
“How…” I swipe my tongue over her pussy, groaning at the first taste. “…much?”
“Please. Please, just—”
As soon as she breaks, begging for my mouth, I devour her. I suck her clit as I grip her ass cheeks. Blair’s piercing cry sounds over the rush of the shower. I feast on her pussy until she’s shaking apart for me.
She begs and gasps and grinds on my face as I tongue-fuck her.
“Oh, god, I—Devlin, I’m—”
“Yes, fuck,” I groan against her sensitive skin when she comes with a fierce scream. “Louder. Let me hear you.”
Her sounds of ecstasy echo on the tiles.
I keep going, sliding two fingers into her as I tease her clit with my tongue. Her pussy is so wet for me. I growl against her, curling my fingers and fucking her with them.
“Oh my god! F-fuck!” Blair moans, tugging on my hair.
I pull back to wet my thumb between my lips and Blair cries out.
“No!”
I grin around my thumb as I fuck her with my other hand, pumping my fingers. “Patience, angel. I’ll make you feel good.”
My mouth is back on her pussy, teasing her folds and clit. As she’s climbing higher and higher to oblivion, I pull her ass and massage my thumb over her hole. She stills for a beat. When I follow suit, stopping everything, she squirms.
“Damn it, Dev.”
I hum, giving her a tiny hit of divine pleasure vibrating over her swollen labia.
“Okay. Okay, fine. Please, I need—”
“I know.”
My mouth and fingers move in symphony. I let her relax, rewarding her with more pressure from my tongue. When my thumb presses into her ass, she shudders, arching away from the glass. At first I let her get used to it, slowing down to a torturous pace, playing with her just to feel her ass squeezing my thumb. The sounds she makes are sublime, spurring me on.
I suck on her clit relentlessly as I fuck her pussy and ass with my fingers.
“Shit! Oh god—Ahh!”
She comes again, her entire body quivering in pleasure.
Blair fighting back is a beautiful, addictive drug.
But Blair coming undone?
Fucking stunning.
She leans against the glass for a long stretch, gasping and whimpering from aftershocks of her orgasm. My cock aches. I want nothing more than to drive into her right now, but not yet.
I get to my feet, licking her taste from my lips. She catches me in her net with neediness flooding her gaze. With a rumble, I cage her against the wall and kiss her, slow and dirty. I can feel her heartbeat thundering in time with my own, the heat of her skin bleeding into mine. Steam surrounds us and the rush of water drowns out our ragged breaths.
Pulling back, I rasp against her lips. “Do you taste yourself on my tongue?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
The hypnotic mood lingers, blanketing us as we rinse off and leave the shower. Blair follows me into my room.
My erection hasn’t faded and if she’s in here, she’s accepting that we’re not done.
Letting the towel drop, I sit on the edge of the bed. Blair hovers near the door, clutching her towel.
“Come over here.”
She shuffles over, unlike her usual light-footed grace.
“Drop the towel.”
It falls to the floor in a rustle of fabric.
I spread my knees to give her room. “Kneel.”
Blair’s throat moves with her gulp. The order takes her longer, but after a minute she gets on her knees between my legs. She tilts her head up, looking at me with big eyes, star-speckled cheeks, and full lips begging to fit around my cock. Fuck, that’s a gorgeous sight.
I run a thumb along her lips, pulling on them. “Open.”
Blair inhales and opens for me.
A growl leaves me as heat spears into my gut. I press into her mouth, gripping her jaw. Blair tentatively touches her tongue to my thumb, then sucks.
“Fuck, angel.” I can only imagine the fire filling my eyes as our gazes lock. “Yes. Keep that up.”
I stroke my cock, watching her mouth intently as she takes my thumb deeper, growing more confident.
“You look so good on your knees with that pretty little mouth on me.”
My impending orgasm is rushing up like a surging tide, sweeping me away the closer I get to the edge. Blair’s tongue curls around my thumb, exploring, tasting. Fuck. My grip tightens on my dick.
“Is that how you’d suck my cock?”
The heat builds when Blair looks up. She releases my thumb with a pop. I grunt as my fist flies over my shaft.
Blair grows bold. Tucking her wet hair back, she opens that fucking mouth again and closes it over the tip of my cock. A feral groan tears from me as her tongue swirls on the crown. I cup the back of her head and thrust deeper. She makes a startled sound, but adjusts to accommodate my cock filling her mouth.
“Oh, fuck, baby. Like that, god, suck my cock.”
She peeks up at me through those inky lashes. A hint of power fills her eyes. Heaven and hell, it’s a sexy look. My little thief is getting off on having my pleasure under her control while I’ve got her on her knees with her mouth on my cock.
I don’t last much longer. The sight of those damn lips on my dick is too much. White-hot pleasure takes over.
With a groan, I come, hand tangling in her hair.
I hunch over her, leaning an elbow on my thigh so I don’t topple over from lightheadedness. She sucked my soul out through my dick and left me on cloud fucking nine.
“Jesus,” I murmur.
Blair sits back on her heels, grimacing.
A breathless chuckle shakes my shoulders at the way her jaw works, a drop of come left on her swollen lips.
“What do I do?” Blair cries, unintelligible with her mouth full of come.
My groin tightens and I suck in a breath. Even after coming, I still want to pin her to the bed and fuck her until she passes out. Christ, she’ll be the death of me.
Snorting, I stroke her hair. My limbs are loose and unwound. It feels like the first time I’ve relaxed the tight control over myself in years.
“Up to you whether you spit or swallow. That’s where you hold all the power. It’s one of the few liberties I’ll let you have, so enjoy it.”