Page 30 of Infinitely Mine
Her thighs parted as she leaned back on her elbows. A thoughtful expression crossed her features. “Are you a fan of this?”
“Eating out my woman?” I clarified.
“Yes.”
“Babe, it’s one of my fucking favorites.”
She smiled as I began kissing my way up her body, starting at the inside of her ankle to the curve of her knees, moving higher until I sucked on the skin of her inner thigh. A tiny moan fell from her lips.
Her pussy was mostly bare, but the landing strip above was fucking sexy. I spread her open, staring at the pink flesh already slick with arousal. She smelled clean and irresistibly turned on, which sent the blood rushing south to my dick. Already hard from the kisses we shared in the hall, I groaned as I lowered my head and swiped my tongue through her folds.
Jesus. Christ.
I fucking fantasized about this moment with her a dozen times. Her taste. Her scent. I was getting addicted to the little gasps she made as I pinned her in place. My tongue dragged from her entrance to her clit. Rowen jolted, and a needy cry passed through her lips.
“Babe, it’s gonna be a long night. Better pace yourself.”
“Oh, God. Don’t stop, Waylen.”
“Not possible,” I assured her as I swirled my tongue over the sensitive bud, teasing her and hoping I could drive her wild before I touched her glistening entrance.
“Please,” she begged, and I had to feel her, unable to refuse.
A keening moan wrenched from her mouth when I slid a finger inside her pussy, and then I attacked, using every weapon in my arsenal to build her orgasm. I used long, lazy licks and alternated with teasing flicks of my tongue, hoping to build her pleasure until she couldn’t take it anymore.
I inserted another finger, slowly spearing her tight channel, stretching her so she could take me. I was a big guy with a bigger-than-average cock. My girth would take some coaxing to fill her, but I knew she could receive me.
Her hips moved in tandem with my fingers, sucking them into her body as her head tilted back. I kept thrusting my fingersin a slow, hard rhythm. Rowen’s breaths released in uneven pants as her thighs began to shake.
She was getting close.
And I needed her to fall off the edge.
I curled my fingers inside her, stroking the sensitive wall and brushing her g-spot, and it proved to be her undoing when I added my lips to her clit and sucked. Hard. My fingers worked ceaselessly, stroking, prolonging the pleasure as she rode my face. Her body shuddered as the waves broke over her, and my name left her fucking lips in a cry as she shattered.
“Waylen!”
That right there. I could hear that every fucking night and never grow tired of it.
I grasped her hips and speared her with my tongue, lapping up her release and coating my lips and tongue in it, branding her taste and scent onto me like a tattoo that would never fade. Her back arched as I strummed my thumb over her swollen clit, drawing out her pleasure and wrenching every last breathy sigh and cry of ecstasy from my woman.
Her hips jerked. Her legs shook.
I could feel her walls fluttering around my tongue.
So fucking sexy. So goddamn addicting.
The bliss began to recede as her body slackened, and she rested boneless against the bed. I stayed between her thighs, licking at her soft center, lapping up the remnants as her orgasm faded. Heat and longing filled me, but I didn’t take this any further tonight. It was all about her, and I wanted her to know I wasn’t taking from her until she was ready.
“God,” she panted, grazing her hand over my head. “I think that was the hottest moment of my life.”
Really? Oh, I had work to do.
“Ro, baby, that was nothin’.”
“It was incredible.” A shudder passed through her. “I don’t think I can move or lift a muscle right now from coming that hard.”
“Then I’ll hold you.” I climbed up the bed and settled against the pillows, bringing her close as her leg draped over my thigh and her head rested over my heart. “Sleep, Gorgeous. I’ve got you.”