Burned by Passion(42)

He groaned deeply, nuzzling his face in them and feasting on every inch of flesh like a man famished. Distracted almost out of her mind, Kira was only semi-conscious of his free hand dipping to the crest of her spread thighs. But once he stroked her there; once his knowing fingers parted her * lips and he lightly flicked over the little ruby bud that throbbed and hardened with arousal, Kira felt it to her very last molecule.

“What do you want, my love?” he murmured, eyes scanning her face which was flushed with passion. “Apart from my cock buried to the hilt inside your wet, sexy *?”


Kira squirmed, breath escaping in short little gasps. Heavens; it felt so good. He used just the right pressure, in the right direction, to have her vulva vibrating like it was plugged in. She was speechless, maybe even mindless.

But he was waiting. And she couldn’t meet his eyes. “Well...you know,” she began, her voice trembling.

Blake’s hand tilted her chin up. “Look at me, sweetheart. Tell me exactly what you want. I want to please you in every way. Don’t be shy. You need to trust me.”

Kira gulped. She felt torn between shyness and the cravings of her brazen body. Even now each muscle, inside and out was tense with excitement of the most carnal kind.

“I want your mouth on me,” she mumbled, cheeks hot. She tried to hide her face in the crook of his neck but he wasn’t having it.

His eyes seemed to smolder with desire. “Where?”

The rasp in his voice was like gravel being crushed into dust. Kira whimpered, eyes shifting as her lower body seemed to turn to jelly. “Down...down there.”

“Down where?”

Oh, he was cruel, Kira thought with an inner cry. She saw his sly smile and wanted to kick him, herself, anything. She’d never done anything like this before and she felt so nasty. So hot.

“You know I’ll do whatever you like,” he murmured, trailing his index finger sensually down on side of her warm face. “I want to make you cum over and over again just to watch the way pleasure plays over your beautiful features as you lose control. But I need to hear that you want this too.”

Kira sighed raggedly, knowing what he meant. Saw it on his face that this time, he wanted that little confirmation from her lips. She hesitated one more moment and he smiled, slipping his finger past her folds and into her slit. She gasped, feeling him probe deep and jam up against her g-spot. He pushed in the second finger, and the two now plunged in and out of her in a telling back and forth stroke. She shuddered endlessly.

“Kira?”

“Please.” Her voice was a sob. “I want to feel your mouth on my *.”





***

It was as if something primal and untamed ripped through Blake at Kira’s words. He groaned deep in his chest, and without hesitation moved his body down the bed so he could get between her legs. Her smooth, lush * opened up for him even as the inner walls rippled around his embedded fingers. He withdrew them and promptly replaced them with his tongue.

She tasted even better than he’d dreamed. Blake ran his tongue up one side of her vagina lips and down the other. She bucked hard into his face and he hitched his hands onto her full thighs, pinning her down. She whimpered, and her hips undulated instead. The sexy motion made his cock want to explode then and there.

His mouth sealed over her slit; he looked up at her face and saw her staring at him with lips parted and eyes glazed. The bliss turned her face almost beatific as he used first the flat of his tongue, and then just the tip, to tease her both inside and out. He couldn’t get enough of her scent, her taste. It swamped his senses and almost shut him down with the way her sweet juices kept spilling on his tongue.

Blake gave her everything she wanted – drove her, and him, to the edge of reason when he suddenly touched her clit with his tongue. Her scream of pleasure was like music in his ears. Her fingers gripped his hair, and he loved the way she pulled hard with every surge of her arousal. He loved that she grew more vocal, moaning his name and crying out with rising ecstasy. She drove him close to madness when she spread even wider for him, giving him access to all her secrets.





***

Had it already been four months? Kira felt like it was just yesterday. The way she’d responded...the things she’d said...Kira still blushed to her roots when she thought of it. And then the power of her first orgasm of the night had almost torpedoed her across the room. If it hadn’t been for Blake’s arms holding her down she’d have gravitated off the bed.

Blake had been right; there was the real Kira and he had brought her to life. He’d made her a woman unafraid of being a hostage to her passions and giving in to every facet of her most secret, most wanton needs.

Emboldened by her newfound sensuality, Kira hadn’t been able to wait to give Blake a taste of his own medicine. He’d chuckled deep in his throat when she’d pushed him on his back. He’d lain there in all his golden glory as she’d kissed all over his face, lingering on his deliciously firm lips, sucking hard on his tongue and giving him an inkling of her intent.

He’d groaned as she snaked down to kiss his tiny nipples. She’d felt his fingers comb through her loose curls as she’d lapped at one and then the other, giving the little nubs more than a bit of nibble. One small bite of him had her hungry for more.


She’d kept her eyes pinned to his as she licked a long, wet trail down his concave abs down to his rearing beast of a cock. He’d grimaced in pleasure as she’d wrapped both hands around him, stroking and pumping.