Off the Record (Off #3)(38)
I just look up at her, wondering what she is doing. She doesn’t keep me in the dark for long because she bends forward and kisses me. Her tongue slides in, caresses mine briefly then she pulls back. She stares at me...just for a few seconds but I’m captivated. Then her hands reach down and she pops the top button of my jeans.
The move is unexpected and I stay absolutely still. Her gaze finally slides downward and I let my eyes follow too. I watch her dainty hands gently grip my zipper and lower it. I am so achingly hard right now and I hope I don’t embarrass myself at her first touch. Because there is no doubt she wants to touch me.
“I’ve been wanting to do this since Oklahoma,” she whispers. Then she looks back in my eyes as her soft hand reaches in and takes a hold of me.
My body has no control. At the first, warm contact of her hand, my hips surge up and a groan slides out of my mouth. I close my eyes for just a moment, and relish the feel of her thumb circling around the top of my erection.
“Watch me, Linc,” she commands. My eyes fly open at her words and my breath hitches as she kneels in between my legs. “Watch me taste you.”
Holy. Fuck.
Those words alone are so damn sexy, I’m afraid I might lose it before her lips ever touch me. I’m mesmerized as she lowers her head, her dark hair falling over her shoulders. She peeks up at me one time with those aquamarine jewels before she takes me into her mouth. It’s an image I’ll never forget as long as I live.
Ever has mad skills. Sheathing her teeth, she takes me in deep, her tongue and lips leaving no part of me untouched. Her hand grips me tight at the base as her mouth glides up and down. My hands reach to her head and I’m amazed at my restraint as I just rest them lightly at the sides of her face. Every instinct in me wants to hold her head in place and slam into her. As if sensing my urgency, Ever moves over me faster. She grips me a little more tightly and sucks on me just a bit harder.
I think for a brief moment that I should pull her off of me, and I think my hands even tighten on her head. But then she growls low in her throat and the vibration shoots straight through my dick.
Like a massive ocean wave rolling in, I am powerless to stop the explosion that tears through my body. Ever even gives a hum of approval as I shoot hot into her mouth, and I’m almost embarrassed that a hoarse shout escapes my lips. I shudder hard, ecstasy ripping through my body. It takes several moments for my breathing to get under control.
Damn if that wasn’t the most amazing head I’ve ever been given. And now Ever is looking up at me again with a smile on her face, and f*ck if she doesn’t lick her lips like she’s just had the best gourmet dinner in the world. She lays her arms primly across my lap and rests her chin on them, just staring at me.
“As soon as my legs regain their feeling, I’m going to cart you off to the bedroom and f*ck you about ten different ways,” I tell her.
She stands up, trailing a finger across the tip of my semi-hard dick. “I’m going to go in the bedroom right now and get naked. You come after me when you’re ready.”
I watch as she walks down the hallway to the master bedroom. She pulls her shirt over her head as she walks away from me, and drops it on the floor.
I jump up from the couch and practically run after her.
I step down into the huge claw foot bathtub, the bubbles tickling at my calves. Then I sink back into the most amazing cushion of a man...Linc Caldwell. His soapy, slick skin presses to my back and his arms wrap around me as I settle in between his legs. My head falls back to rest on his chest and my eyes close.
I’m so tired yet exhilarated at the same time. For the past two days, Linc has been insatiable...and well, so have I.
When he followed me back to the bedroom after I had given him that blow job—which by the way was an amazing experience in and of itself—he attacked me before I could even make it to the bed. The man apparently needed no recovery time because he picked me up and tossed me on the bed, tearing the rest of my clothes off. I was startled because he was already naked, apparently having ditched his clothes somewhere in between the living room and bedroom.
He was all over me, and I was all over him. He covered my body with his own and engaged me in the most hot, steamy and passionate kiss I’ve ever had in my life. All the while, his hands explored. They were rough, then gentle. Pinching...rubbing...smoothing over my skin. As his tongue roamed my mouth, I closed my eyes and I swear it felt like a million different touches were gliding over my body.
My hands and mouth did no less to him. I was thrilled to lick over the hard lines and planes of his body. The way his shoulders bunched and flexed as I dug my fingertips in. Or the hard gasp of pleasure he made into my mouth when I reached between us to wrap my hand around his thickness.
It was at that point that he moved from my mouth downward. He stopped to pay exquisite attention to my breasts, but it wasn’t enough. I was achy and full of need. My hands were moving everywhere on him. My thighs were locked against his ribs as he pulled and sucked at my nipples, squeezing the breath out of him I’m sure.
“Linc...please...I need you.”
He moved up my body again, sealing his mouth over mine. His hand went between my legs and I practically screamed into his mouth when he plunged two fingers into me at once. I could feel my muscles squeezing and clamping on him, and he moaned again over my reaction.
“You are so f*cking wet...hot...you’re driving me crazy.”