Tall, Dark & Lonely (Pyte/Sentinel #1)(45)

His hands left her br**sts to cup her bottom. He slid his tongue into the very core of her, making her moan loudly. His hands gripped her bottom tightly, moving her against his mouth. It took only a few seconds for Madison to follow his lead. She used her leg on his back as leverage to move herself against his mouth. Soon she was moving on her own.

She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Later when she thought about this she would die of humiliation, but right now she would die if she stopped. It felt heavenly. His tongue was strong and firm inside of her. He moaned, sending delicious vibrations through her. She moved harder against him, she couldn’t help it and he didn’t seem to mind. Actually he seemed to love it judging by his moans.

“Ephraim,” she moaned with her eyes closed as she ground herself against his mouth in a circular motion. He flicked her tongue inside of her hard making her grab onto his head for both support and to keep him there. She looked down to see two beautiful glowing red eyes watching her. It sent her over the edge.

She held on for dear life as a cl**ax ripped through her. She screamed his name over and over again until she was too weak to move. Still he didn’t stop. He licked her more softly. He focused on teasing her. It was too much. Her body couldn’t handle that again so soon.

“Ephraim..no…please….I can’t do that again….it’s too much,” she panted.

He pressed a soft kiss against her slit. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up. “Shh, it’s okay.” He scooped her up and carried her to the bed. He crawled in next to her pulling her into his arms.

She pressed lazy kisses to his chin. “Mmmm, that was so good, Ephraim. Thank you,” she said sleepily.

He chuckled. “You’re very welcome.”

“You’re eyes are still red,” she mumbled followed by a long yawn.

“Are you tired, sweetheart?” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“Mmmhmm.” Her eyes closed.

She wasn’t going to sleep. Not yet.

“Can I have a goodnight kiss then?” he asked softly.

She turned to face him with a sweet sleepy smile. “Yes.”

He placed his hand on her hip, holding her steady as he leaned in and brushed his lips over hers in a teasing kiss. He moved his lips over hers until hers moved against his. He slowly deepened the kiss and waited while she slowly woke up and the kiss turned hungry.

Madison felt her body stir once again. It didn't have a choice with Ephraim slowly grinding his h*ps against hers. He held her securely against him as he slid his erection against her slit.

She was wet again. He could feel the evidence as it coated his hard shaft with each passing. She moaned into his mouth, letting him know she loved the friction just as much as he did.

“Lift your leg,” he said quietly.

His hand was already pulling her leg up as he spoke. He pulled his h*ps back and moved forward, changing the angle until he was pressed against her slit. He lowered her leg. It felt funny having his erection trapped between her legs and poking out the back of them.

It stopped being funny when he began moving. “Oh god!” she gasped. It was an entirely new sensation. He was rubbing her cl*t with every movement and teasing her core.

He cupped her breast as he kissed her and thrust gently between her legs. New moisture pooled between her legs. Didn’t he understand what he was doing? It was too much. It was more than last time. She needed more. “Please! Ephraim, please!”

“Please what?” he asked against her mouth.

“Please!”

He thrust harder yet slower between her legs. “Do you want me inside of you?”

“Yes!”

“I want that, too,” he said quietly. Using his body he rolled her onto her back. Her legs came up around him, holding him tightly against her. She was afraid he would stop. There was no chance of that happening.

“This is going to hurt,” he warned.

Chapter 11

“I don’t care, Ephraim! Just do it please!” she begged.

He chuckled softly as he positioned himself. He could see her. He could see everything. Darkness meant nothing to him. He saw everything as clearly as if it were day only in blue tints and he was never happier about that than right now.

She could see his eyes in the dark. They were bright and intense, but she couldn’t see his jaw set tightly or the look of possession on his face. She was his. She just didn’t know it yet. He slowly pushed in watching the expression on her face. He slipped past her entrance and continued to push.

It was the tightest hold he’d ever experienced. He always dealt with women with experience. He was too afraid to be any woman’s first and he wouldn’t do it anyway. He was brought up to believe that if you bedded a virgin you stole from her future husband. No, back then you married the woman you deflowered and that rule stuck with him even to this day.

He had to stop when he came across the evidence of her virginity. Once he broke through she was his. That wasn’t what stopped him though. Once he broke through her maidenhood there would be pain and blood.

Madison’s blood.

He didn’t know how he would react once her blood hit the air. Why hadn't he thought about this before? All he thought about since the day on the side of the road was burying himself to the hilt in her body. Of course he would start to think clearly once he was inside of her, he thought dryly.