Off the Record (Off #3)(31)
With no hesitation, Linc moves off the bed and grabs a hold of my ankles again. He gives a sudden pull and I gasp as my body goes sliding until my butt is near the edge of the mattress. Linc falls to his knees as if he’s getting ready to pray. Instead, he pushes my knees further apart until I am spread wide open in front of him. He just stares at me in hunger, and I self-consciously feel my face burn in a weird combination of embarrassment and lust.
A sudden case of nervousness overcomes me and I try to push my legs back together. He pushes back gently with his hands and says, “Don’t be shy.”
I’m uncertain. I want him to touch me...with his hands, his mouth, his body. I want it more than anything but I’m suddenly chagrined that I’ve asked for it. I’ve never come on to another man like this in my life, and truth be told, it feels downright hypocritical of me. I feel like I’m using him.
His hands are resting lightly on my knees, his thumbs stroking the insides softly. “I’ll stop if you want me to, but I really want to make you feel good.”
Oh God. My heart lurches and my blood turns to fire. There’s no way I’m going to stop this gorgeous man kneeling between my legs. The tension leaves my legs and he knows I’ve submitted.
Linc takes my legs and drapes them over his shoulders. He wraps his arms under them, placing his hands over my stomach. Then he simply stares at me for a minute, and I hold the contact. I’m helpless to look away.
“Feel free to scream,” he says, a salacious smile sliding into place.
That’s the only warning I get before he brings his mouth down on me. No other foreplay. No soft kisses to warm me up. He goes in straight for the kill.
No scream issues from my mouth. Instead, I suck in a sharp breath of air and hold it. My eyes squeeze shut and I concentrate on the feel of him against me.
His lips are working me over hard. Then his tongue comes into play, and finally his fingers. I let my breath out in a loud whoosh, only to suck it back in and hold it again. I feel like if I breathe, it will get in the way of the sensations I’m feeling.
Linc is playing my body. He seems to instinctively know what it needs and he is a master at giving it to me. There is no warning at all for the sudden climax that barrels through me, but when it does, I let out that scream and practically strangle him when my legs lock together around his head.
When the last tremors ripple through my body, my legs relax slightly. I look down and Linc is still kissing and lightly nibbling between my legs. I’m so sensitive, it’s almost too much to bear and I reach my hands down to push his head away.
“Enough, Linc,” I whisper.
He merely growls in response, lifting his lips off of me just enough to say, “It’s never enough.”
And then he dives back down again. He’s rougher this time...possessed of an intent to make me come again...maybe harder. His tongue is fluttering against me sinfully and he uses his lips to suck at just the right place. He adds his fingers again, twisting and flexing them to hit me in a spot that makes my body practically fly off the bed.
It shouldn’t be possible but within just a matter of seconds, I’m cresting again. My hands are no longer pushing him away but holding him in place. Not that he’s going anywhere by the looks of things. And when he feels my insides start to clamp around his fingers, he bares his teeth and bites at me gently.
It’s all I need and I’m exploding so violently, my vision goes dim. My legs lock up again, and I hear him murmuring against me, “That was f*cking beautiful.”
When I fall from the stars he launched me to, I look down and he is softly kissing the insides of my thighs. His hands are stroking my stomach.
Linc finally glances up at me and his eyes are dark. And all I can think is that I need him to get naked and be inside of me...right now.
He stands up and leans over me, placing a hand on either side of my head. Lowering his face to mine, he lightly brushes his lips against the corner of my mouth.
“Did you like that?” he murmurs.
“Yes,” I tell him as I try to capture his lips for a kiss.
Instead, he places a small kiss on my nose and says, “I did too. Now, get a good night’s sleep and I’ll see you in the morning.”
He stands up from me and I pop up quickly into a kneeling position on the bed, grabbing at his hand.
“Wait...where are you going? We’re not done here.”
Linc pulls my hand to his mouth and kisses my fingertips, lightly biting the end of one. “Yes, we are.”
“No...you can’t just start that and not finish.”
Gently smiling, Linc brings his hands up and cups my face. He leans in and looks in my eyes. “Ever...I did finish what I started. I never intended for it to go any further than that tonight.”
I’m lost. How can Linc bring me to two seismic orgasms and then just leave me? How can he not be crawling all over and up in me right now? And the most important question...did I do something wrong? I glance down and see the rock hard bulge straining the front of his jeans, so I know he wants me. But why doesn’t he act on it?
“I don’t understand,” I say weakly.
He kisses me then. It’s warm and my mouth opens willingly. He slowly and softly touches his tongue to mine and then pulls back. “I’m not the guy you think I am, Ever. I’m not about to f*ck you when you already think that is my modus operandi. I want you to see I don’t just live by what my dick tells me to do.”