Goddess of Love (Goddess Summoning #5)(47)

"Ah, gods! I think you've bespelled me. You're so sweet and soft. Let me taste you, Pea. I want to taste you...." He finished with a moan.

Before her mind could catch up with her hormones, he'd dropped to his knees in front of her and pulled her toward him, cocking her hips up so that her legs opened and she was completely exposed to him.

She couldn't believe what was happening! The thought flashed through her mind that it was probably something exactly like this that Venus had had in mind when she insisted Pea not wear panties tonight. But Pea wasn't the Goddess of Love. Her first instinct was to pull away and close her legs, but at that instant he looked up at her.

"Don't turn away from me. Let me pleasure you."

Mesmerized by the fire in his eyes and the heat of his touch, she nodded and, once again, told him, "Closer..."

He kissed the inside of first one thigh and then the other, his tongue circling her skin, drawing ever nearer to her core. Then his hands tightened on her and his mouth moved to her labia, beginning a slow, steady glide of his tongue the length of her sex. At first he just tasted her, teasing the bud of her clit as he explored her wet folds.

Pea moved restlessly, wanting more. She spread her legs wider. His response was instant. With a moan he plunged his tongue inside her. Pea gasped.

"You taste like ambrosia, only slick and hot." His words vibrated against her mound. His tongue snaked out, gliding slowly over her sex, rhythmically circling her clit and then gliding away again.

"Oh, god! What are you doing to me?" She gasped.

"Making you my own," he murmured.

"Yes." She panted. "Yes, closer!" She wound her fingers in his thick hair and pulled him more firmly against her.

With a snarl the tempo of his teasing changed. Now he focused on her sensitive nub, circling it with his tongue and then suckling it...circling it and suckling...

Pea felt the world spiral down. Her back bowed and all she knew was his mouth against her and the hot, insistent vibration of his tongue. She lifted her thighs and began to move with him, showing him the speed of her pleasure.

"Yes," he whispered against her. "Give yourself to me."

He moved one hand to spread her sex open to him, and then he covered her with his mouth. His tempo changed again, this time to a steady, rhythmic pulsing against her clit. She ground herself against him. Faster and faster his tongue flicked against her and she heard her own incoherent cries for more echo around them, mixing with his guttural moans of pleasure, creating a cacophony of sex and sound. Then, when she thought she could bear no more he pushed even harder into her. Opening his mouth he began sucking her clit until the pressure was incredible.... Then fire exploded over her body as her orgasm cascaded through her. Pea threw back her head and screamed her pleasure.

The knock at the door was hard and insistent.

"Everything okay in there?" a male voice demanded.

Pea could barely think. She felt like her body had dissolved. Then his strong arms were anchoring her back in the real world. He kissed her gently. "Answer him, little one, or I will be forced to get rid of him myself."

Pea cleared her throat and looked over his shoulder at the closed door. "Yeah," she called, trying not to sound entirely breathless. "Everything's great." She grinned mischievously up at him.

"Good," the voice responded. "Oh, it's last call. The bar's closing. And, just in case you have a fireman hidden in there with you, you should know they're loading up the trucks from the Midtown Station. Time to go!"

"Ohmygod, you have to get out of here!" Pea blushed at the thought of everyone seeing him leave and knowing that she'd just been serviced in the ladies' lounge. He looked down at her, and she saw understanding in his eyes. He touched her cheek with his fingertip. "No one will know about this. What happened here belongs to us alone."

"You won't go back and tell the rest of the guys at the fire station?" Pea knew she sounded like a little girl, but she was feeling vulnerable and overwhelmed by what had just happened between them.

"Your honor will always be safe with me." He kissed her again. "Now go out first. I will follow."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Find me in front of the restaurant. There's someone I want you to meet."

"I will find you, little one," he assured her. He lifted her off the counter, and watched with proprietary eyes as she straightened her robes. He helped her tie on her mask, and then brushed the thick curls of her hair aside so that he could kiss the soft spot where her neck met her shoulder. Pea shivered and leaned back into him so that his still engorged c**k pressed into the valley between the round globes of her ass. He whispered huskily against her skin, "If you don't leave right now I may keep you here with me for an eternity."

She turned and smiled up at him. "That doesn't sound so awful."

He touched her cheek again. "Go, little one."

They kissed and she hurried out the door, glad of the mask that hid most of her flushed face. Pea joined the crowd making its way to the restaurant's front door. With a shaking hand, she tried to pat at her mussed hair and tug her costume more firmly into place. What in the hell had she just done? Now that she wasn't with him, Pea was filled with questions and second thoughts. Who was he anyway? And her next thought brought her to a complete halt. My god. She didn't even know his name!