Page 31 of Securing His Heart
Her words halted his progress down her body—he had been giving her a lot of guarantees—something he didn’t normally.
Yet, he believed, deep in his soul, that these were promises he could keep. For her. He could protect her. He could keep her safe, and he definitely could bring her pleasure.
“Yep.” A three-letter word said with all the arrogance of a Delta soldier.
“Then prove it.”
“You shouldn’t have said that I love a good dare.” Chris kissed his way down her torso, swirling his tongue in her belly button before heading further south.
The musky scent of her arousal mixed in with the scent of her perfume, gave him a head rush and he closed his eyes, appreciating the beautiful woman in his arms.
Hooking his finger back under the elastic of her panties, he drew the fabric down her legs, tossing them the ground. His dick pushed against the confines of his boxers, wanting to be free, but he ignored the need.
He wanted to make this a night Lindy wouldn’t forget, and if he got totally naked with her, he’d lose his head—he was on the brink of tumbling over the cliff.
Gently, Chris pushed her thighs apart and settled himself between her legs. He leaned forward, nuzzling her pussy before swiping her slick folds.
Her taste was ambrosia and he couldn’t get enough. Chris licked and sucked and nipped at her clit.
Her moans got louder and louder, while her muscles beneath his hands tightened until they were almost rock hard.
He could feel how close to the edge Lindy was, wanting to tip her over, he slid one finger, then two inside of her again. Her inner muscles clenched around them tight and his cock jerked at the response, wanting to get in on the action.
Chris pumped once, then twice before her back arched, his name falling from her lips in a primal cry as her orgasm thrummed through her. The need to prolong her climax swelled inside of him and he kept licking at her sensitive clit until the tremors stopped and her muscles were as relaxed as warm wax.
“Okay, so you can keep a promise,” she breathed, her voice wrapped in satisfied amusement.
He chuckled at her breathless words. “I’ve only just started.”
Kissing her pussy one more time, he pushed off the bed and shucked his boxers off. He went to grab for his pants to retrieve protection.
“Looking for one of these?”
Glancing up, he almost swallowed his tongue.
Lindy leaned against the large wooden headboard waving a tiny foil packet as if it was a white flag of surrender.
Maybe it was. He was surrendering to the siren on the bed, and he couldn’t be happier. “Why yes, I am.”
“Come get it big boy?”
God, this flirting was so much fun.
Chris couldn’t remember ever doing that with his past lovers. Sure, he’d flirted with them prior to getting them to bed, but when they were in the bedroom, he’d been focused on making sure they got their pleasure before he got his. Bantering hadn’t ever been part of his repertoire—maybe it should’ve been.
No, it was Lindy who made it special, with any other woman it wouldn’t be the same.
He climbed back on the bed and held out his hand for the small packet.
Lindy shook her head and held her arm up.
“So, you want to play, huh?”
“Maybe.” She looked at him from beneath her lashes, and his cock jerked in response.
He could feel the pre-come leaking down his hard shaft.
Seeing her looking so carefree and happy, as if the last few days hadn’t happened warmed his soul. He was partly responsible for it as well, and it had him experiencing emotions he wasn’t ready to name.