Big Shot(24)

Jesus, she was stunning. Gorgeous and sexy and finally his to take.

Biting her lower lip, she skimmed her fingertips lightly down the center of his bare chest, tracing the rigid groove of muscles bisecting his abs. He gave her a moment to look and touch, to sate her own curiosity about his body, the only opportunity he’d allow before he took total control. He groaned when her palm brazenly cupped his solid erection through his still-damp jeans, when her fingers squeezed him in sheer torture as she unabashedly determined his size and shape more thoroughly than the last time she’d felt him up after spilling beer in his lap.

She was nearly naked in front of him, and she wasn’t the least bit shy in her nudity, but confident and self-assured, and it was such a huge turn-on to be able to look his fill of her without any self-conscious issues getting in the way. Her generous breasts were perfectly shaped and tipped with pink nipples still hard and tight from him sucking them. While she continued to stroke his denim-clad shaft, he settled his hands around her rib cage and skimmed his thumbs beneath the swells of her breasts, loving the soft intake of her breath and the tantalizing shimmy-shake of her tits as she shivered from his caress.

He traced the indentation of her waist with his fingers, followed the flare of her rounded hips that were built to withstand a hard, pounding f*ck, and trailed around to the soft globes of her ass that were made to cushion a man’s driving thrusts. Hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, he slid them down a few inches and leaned in close so his chest brushed against her nipples and his lips were near her ear.

“Is your * ready to get well acquainted with my tongue, baby?”

She turned her head slightly so she could whisper right back into his ear. “Yes, I do believe she’s very ready. Shall I formally introduce the two of you?” Her voice was a husky, playful tease.

He chuckled. Nope, no timid reserve or sexual hang-ups with this girl, which made the thought of going down on her that much more appealing. “I think I can manage the introductions myself.”

Shoving her underwear down her thighs, he impatiently followed the flimsy fabric’s descent toward the floor, dropping to his knees in front of her so his tongue could properly greet her *. She braced her hands against the counter as he helped her step out of her panties, then he picked up one long, slender leg and draped it over his wide shoulder, giving him a f*cking fantastic view of the pouty lips of her sex, spread open to expose her clit and dripping wet with her arousal.

Ignoring the relentless throb of his dick, he gently bit his way up the inside of her right thigh, nipping at her flesh and making her entire body twitch. He reached the heart of her femininity and tipped his head back to grin up at her. “I think your * is very excited to see me.”

“Kiss her hello,” she urged him oh-so-sweetly. “She likes kisses.”

He smirked. “Does she now?” Who would have thought his first encounter with Natalie—the woman who’d become his frenemy—would be so filled with humor. And heat. Lots and lots of heat. It was a f*cking heady combination.

She nodded jerkily, her fingers tightening on the edge of the counter as he dipped his head and blew a warm stream of air across her pretty, sensitive flesh. “And licking, petting, and stroking,” she said on a rush of breath.

“Does she like to be fingered while she’s being kissed?” he asked, dragging two fingers through her drenched slit and pressing the tips to her snug opening.

Natalie instinctively tilted her hips, angling for a deeper penetration of his fingers, which he wasn’t ready to allow. “She’s pretty much a hussy when it comes to oral sex. She likes it all.”

He let a wicked smile curve his lips. “The dirtier, the better?”

The slow slide of his thumb along her clit made her moan. “I’m sure she could be persuaded to try anything once.”

Oh, f*ck me. That was like giving him carte blanche with her gorgeous body and allowing him free rein with all those filthy fantasies he’d been collecting over the years.

She was breathing anxiously, the needy look in her glazed eyes making him even hungrier to taste her, to give her the pleasure she so desperately wanted. With his gaze locked on hers and his hands gripping her thighs, he leaned in those last few inches and pressed his open mouth between her legs and slowly, leisurely licked his way to her clit. When he pumped two fingers into her tight body, her head fell back as her legs shook, buckled, and threatened to give out on her. She grabbed a fistful of his hair to steady herself, then, realizing the leverage it gave her, she rocked her hips against his mouth, chasing the suctioning swirl of his tongue all the way to a screaming, moaning, trembling orgasm.

Wes didn’t stop there. He could have and normally did move things along so that his dick got in on the action and he could switch his focus over to his own mindless release. But he honestly couldn’t remember the last time, if ever, that he’d wanted a woman with this much desire, where drawing every last ounce of pleasure from her became his main priority. Never had he spent so much time on his knees going down on a woman and eating her out because he enjoyed it, making her come more than once because he loved the way Natalie tasted, the way she cried out his name and clutched his hair to press his mouth harder against her * as she convulsed with a second climax that had her thrashing as though she’d been jolted with a live wire.

Wes pushed to his feet, wrapping an arm around Natalie’s waist to make sure her legs didn’t give out on her, while his other hand delved into her hair as his lips crashed onto hers in a deep, carnal, sexually charged kiss that was insanely hot. Infinitely deep. When he finally pulled his mouth from hers, she looked flushed and dazed, and for a moment he worried he’d gone too far, too fast.